“Tabitha, w-what’s going on?” I asked shakily.
She hiccupped, pulling at my shirt. “You have to fix him, Will.”
My head jerked back. “Huh?”
I didn’t have a clue as to what she was talking about. Since she said “him,” I knew this visit wasn’t about my mother. That made me breathe a little easier.
“Jeff. You have to fix him!” She screamed like a psycho.
What the fuck? This was about Jeff?
I didn’t know what made her think that I would give a single fuck about Jeff. He was her problem. What the hell did she mean by fix him?
I pushed Tabitha away lightly. “Tabitha, I’m beyond confused right now. What are you talki?—”
Before I could finish my sentence, Tabitha was beating on my chest with her fists balled. “I just caught him in a hotel room with another man! This is all your fault. If you hadn’t corrupted him, he wouldn’t have these unnatural desires. You need to fix him!”
“How delusional are you? There is nothing to fix! He’s gay, Tabitha!” I shouted at her.
Her face balled up in anger. “He is not!” She continued hitting my chest as I tried swatting her hands away.
Tech stepped around me and grabbed her by the wrist, wedging himself between us. “Keep your hands to yourself!” he barked at her.
“Fuck you!” Tabitha screeched. “That little bitch fucked my husband up in the head, and heisgoing to fix this!” Tabitha pointed at me.
Alice took a hair tie off her wrist and put her hair up in a ponytail. “You know what? I’m going to give you what you’ve been looking for, Tabitha.”
Wham.
Wham.
Alice sent two powerful slugs to Tabitha’s face, followed by a few more. Red quickly pulled her away, wrapping her in his arms. Tabitha shrieked as she fell to the floor, cupping her dripping nose. Her skirt was now above her waist. The aroma that filled the air made me scrunch up my nose.
“That’s my best friend. That’s my best friend,” Oscar sang while dancing in place. That caused a few giggles from the ladies.
Even with a bloody nose, Tabitha still wasn’t deterred. She shot to her feet and made her way toward me again. She halted her steps when she felt the cold steel of a gun pressed to her forehead. Cara stood there with nothing but rage in her eyes.
Tabitha raised her hands in the air, shaking from fear.
“Close your goddam legs!” Cara ordered angrily. Tabitha pressed her legs together, and Cara tapped her forehead with the gun. “More! I want them bitches sealed tighter than a vacuum sealed bag!”
“I-I’m s-sorry. I’ll leave. I swear.” Tears streamed down Tabitha’s face.
I couldn’t even feel bad for her. I mean, what the hell did she expect coming here? I knew she’d been so used to taking her anger out on me over the years, but if she didn’t get it together, she would find herself in an early grave.
“Bitch, shut up!” Cara snapped. She turned to me, brows dipped low. “Why the fuck does she always have on a skirt?”
I chuckled but then stopped when I saw how serious she was. “I don’t know, Cara.”
“I should shoot her ass. She’s trying to poison us with that sewer box between her legs. I can feel my skin breaking out in hives,” Cara said.
“Please, no!” Tabitha begged. She was bawling like a baby.
“Eww. Is that what that fuckin’ smell is?” Axel asked with his hand over his nose.
Tabitha looked down, embarrassed. I pressed my forehead to Tech’s back as I tried to hold in my laughter. When we were younger, I tried telling her she was a little tart down there, but she always assumed I was only saying that because we didn’t get along.
“Yeah, that’s her musty pussy you’re smelling. I’m so tired of you coming around releasing these toxic-ass fumes around me. I should end you right now,” Cara gritted.
