“The bitch asked for my cock, she got it. Who I give my dick to, is none of your fucking concern. That is unless you want to take a ride on the train too?”
“Don’t make me gag! You stay drunk off your ass! You take a good woman’s virginity, who just so happens to love you and you just kick her to the curb for a woman whose pussy has been used so many times it’s wider than the grand fucking canyon? What is wrong with you?”
“What’d you say about me bitch?” Tash joins in.
“Do you really want me to show you how the fuck I feel about you again Tash? If you do, bring it on. I’ll do your ugly ass a favor and break your nose the other way this time and get rid of that nasty crooked shit you got going on,” Nicole responds.
“Are you going to let her talk to me like that?” Tash asks.
I hold my head down and rub the bridge of my nose. Fuck a duck, I can’t handle this.
“Bitch please, your legs get spread more than peanut butter,” Nicole snaps at Tash and I want to laugh.
“Well I never!” Tash whines back and her voice is so grating I cringe.
“There are three words no one ever thought they’d hear out of your mouth. I guess God still gives out miracles.”
“I doubt you know anything about God,” Tash snaps in response to Nicole.
“I know you’ve been on your knees more than Billy Graham, does that count?”
“Bitch…”
“WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL UP? I’m fucking tired of it. Nicole, get your cunt ass back to Dragon and get the fuck away from me!”
The room goes completely quiet. It had died down before, but this quiet is more.
“I can’t believe you, but yeah I’ll leave you alone. Carrie and the baby are better off without your sorry ass anyway.”
I get out of my chair pushing Tash off of me. I need out of here. It feels like I’m fucking choking on the air.
“Only time I need to hear or see your damn mouth is if you want to suck my cock. I hear you’re good at that shit…”
I growl dismissing Nicole, intent on getting the fuck out of here.
“What the fuck did you just say to my woman, Dance?” Dragon yells out from across the room.
I shove Nicole out of my way, I have to leave. The room is swimming and my heart is pounding double time. I can’t let anyone see me like that. I can’t….
Dragon grabs the edge of a table and propels it half way across the room. Before I even blink, he’s in front of me and his fist is coming at my face.
It’s one punch and I’m down. I couldn’t stand after a punch like that, even sober. I lay on the floor trying for some reason to hold onto consciousness.
I look up and focus on Dragon. He is looking down at me and again it’s just another person with disgust in their eyes. I try to shake off the effects of the upper cut and all of the alcohol swimming in my system, I can’t.
I let out a painful breath and bend double as Dragon’s steel toed boot connects with my stomach. Before I can react further, not that I could have at that point, Dragon slams his size twelve boot into my nuts.
The pain is so intense I turn to the side and puke some of the liquid poison I’m swimming in. My pulse pounds and thrums in my ears. Dragon grabs me by the neck of my shirt and now I can see the pain in his eyes as well as the disgust.
“I know you got shit gutting you, Dance. I see it and it kills me that I can’t help, but Motherfucker if you ever talk to my woman like that again? If you ever put your hands on her in any fucking way, I will end you. Do you hear me? I will put a bullet in your fucking brain, and end you. I’ll give you what you’ve wanted since you got out.”
Dragon lets me go and my head hits the floor and rolls into my own vomit. My vision is blurry, but I could see Crusher, Freak and Gunner standing beside Dragon and the pity in their eyes makes me want to fucking scream. I close my eyes to avoid it instead.
“Dragon, sweetheart let it go.”
I open my eyes when I feel a towel on the side of my head. Nicole is wiping the side of my face. She is trying to help me, even after I had shot my mouth off towards her.
“Mama, get up from there, you shouldn’t be bending down in your condition,” Dragon says.
My eyes lock on Nicole’s blue ones. I’m not sure what is there. There’s pity, but something else. I want to ask, but I don’t. She gives me a weak smile and lets her man pull her away from me.
“Get your shit together, Dance. You want revenge? I’ll help you. Whatever you need brother you got it, but get your fucking shit together. We’re brothers. I’m here for you. No judgment. You feel me?”
I don’t answer. I hear him I just can’t stop looking at the way my brother is holding Nicole. I watch as she stretches her head up and kisses him on the lips and slowly pulls away.
She gets to the hall at the back of the club, stops and looks at me. She gives me a weak smile. I pull my eyes from her and look back at my brothers. They’re all standing in a semi-circle looking down on the fucking mess I have become. I know what they want from me, I’m just not sure I can give it.
I’m lying here in vomit with my pants undone, with my brothers watching. Is this rock bottom?