Page 165 of Stanton Unconditional

Abbie laughs as something catches her eye from across the room and she frowns.

“Back in a minute,” she snaps as she takes off through the crowded club.

“I need to go to the bathroom, Didge.” I frown.

“Ok, I will get another round of drinks. Meet you back here,” she replies.

“Ok.”

Five minutes later, I am in the cubicle in the bathroom and I hear the door bang open from the club.

“You got a hide showing your face around here.” I frown, that’s Abbie’s voice.

“I will go where I want.” A girl’s voice replies. “And get your hands off me.”

I bite my lip and quickly pull my pant suit up. Oh shit, army guy must have stuffed up with this girl. I better just stay in here in case Abbie needs me to try and pretend to be tough. Oh God, I hope not. I’m such a chicken. My heart starts to race in a panic. “I know about the blackmail, TC,” Abbie snaps.

“What does TC mean?” she yells.

My eyes widen. Shit, it’s TC, she must be blackmailing James. I bite my fingernail as I listen.

“Tunnel Cunt!” Abbie yells.

I find myself smiling in the cubicle with my hand over my mouth. Abbie is so tough.

The door opens. “Get the fuck out before I kick your ass,” Abbie screams.

“I’m calling a bouncer, bitch,” I hear someone yell as they leave through the door again.

Bloody hell, Abbie is losing her shit. She’s telling off innocent people now.

I stay still riveted on the spot.

“Cameron told me you are blackmailing Joshua for millions of dollars so that you don’t send a movie of him and you to Natasha. It was before he was even with her. It has nothing to do with her.”

My eyes widen in horror…WHAT!?

“I swear to God, if you hurt my friend, you are dead meat,” Abbie screams.

“You’re all psychopaths. He threatened to kill me!”

“I’m going to fucking kill you too,” Abbie screams. “And my way will be much more painful, bitch!”

“Owww. Let me go!” TC screams.

I put my hands over my mouth in a panic. What will I do? What will I do? They are having a cat fight.

The door opens again and I hear a bouncer’s voice. “Out, girls,” he snaps.

The girls both leave in a rush. “Kick her out. She’s causing trouble,” TC screams.

“Fuck off, idiot,” I hear Abbie yell as the music floats through the open door.

The door bangs shut and then silence.

I stand from the toilet as the adrenaline starts to pump.

What in the hell was that?