“I don’t give a fuck how you feel anymore because you sure as hell didn’t give a fuck about how I felt. On several occasions, I’ve walked in on you fucking random sluts on our couch or getting a fucking blowjob by the pool. I came home to some goddamn kegger in the backyard. As far as I’m concerned, you can go and get fucked.”
I want to clap in this moment because that speech was perfection, but Isla and I just squeeze hands silently.
“You didn’t want me, Ness. I’m a single fucking man, and who I fuck is none of your business.”
Boohoo, Christian, everyone gets their heart broken onetime or another. Isla and I watch as Vanessa walks up and pokes him in his chest. Oh, this is going to be good. You go, girl.
“And who I fuck is none of your business, either, yet here you are punching out guys, laying them out, bloodied on the floor.”
“You’re right, Ness. I don’t give a shit, you can fuck whoever the fuck you like,” he spits at her as he turns on his heel and leaves my party.
Shit.
“Christian,” I yell after him.
“Fuck off, D.”
“Not going to happen.” I run after him. I grab his arm and turn him around to face me. He’s made it to my front courtyard. “What happened tonight is unacceptable. I get it, you’re hurt because Vanessa doesn’t feel the same.”
“She told you?” He frowns.
“Duh,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Beside the point. What you are doing is not right. You know that.”
Christian hangs his head. “I know, but …”
“There’s no but. You think acting like a spoiled brat is going to make Ness take a chance on you two. You’re pushing her away, and honestly, I’m not sure if after tonight you can come back from it. You crossed the line. That guy in there didn’t deserve that. You have no idea what that broken nose could now do to his week or weeks. He’s an actor. He has a photo shoot. Jobs. Things he now can’t do because of what you did.”
“D, I …”
I hold up my hand. “Don’t want to hear your excuses. Tonight, have a long, hard think about what the fuck you are doing. Because that woman in there does love you. And you think after everything she went through with her ex that violence is the way to win her over.”
Christian’s face pales. “Fuck, D.” I can see the guilt begin to slip in.
“Exactly. Like I said, this behavior is intolerable. Sort your shit out and don’t come near Ness again until you can handle being around her. I will not allow this to happen again, do you hear me?”
“Yes,” he grumbles before turning and leaving my home.
17
DERRICK
Sienna: Water broke. On way to hospital. Evan is freaking out.
That is the text message I wake up to.
“Ness!” I scream as I frantically run through the house. “Ness!” I rush into her room and jump on her bed.
“What the fuck, Derrick?” she grumbles, rubbing her eyes.
“Sienna’s water broke and she’s in the hospital. The baby is coming, the baby is coming!” I scream excitedly as I bounce up and down on the bed. “But I haven’t heard anything since her message at four this morning. It’s been hours, do you think I should call her?”
“No. She’s giving birth, she can’t take your call,” Ness says.
“It’s been hours.”
“D, it could take a whole other day for her to push that baby out,” Vanessa explains.
“You don’t just have the baby right after your water breaks?”
