bleeding or at the very least run but fortunately it was the guys, they said they had some sort of protocol in place, the cops came and that’s pretty much it” I finish explaining.
My hands are shaking, I haven’t really thought about what happened and I know it’s going to take me a while before I can talk about it without my hands shaking, at least it didn’t induce a panic attack. Although I’m sure I have some new triggers now, fan-fucking-tastic. I didn’t tell her the things he said, I’m pretty sure they would’ve induced a panic attack and I didn’t tell her that my boys played with the bastard before the cops showed up, nor did I tell her that they threatened his life. I have absolutely no doubt that they would follow through on their threat and once again a thrill goes through me at the thought. They would really go to those lengths for me, I hope they know I’d return the favour.
I’m fucked up, I’m not even fucking sorry for it.
Rylie just stares at me before gently wrapping her arms around me, “I’m so sorry Ever.”
I accept her hug, shaking off my darker thoughts.
“It is what it is and it’s over now” I say taking a deep breath and leaning back, I want my guys. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask changing the subject and ending the conversation. I’m already going to have to tell it but in more detail tomorrow morning when I have to go down to the station to give my full statement. Great way to start Christmas eve, although to be fair, whatever it takes to get him sent away is good with me. My past Christmas eve’s haven’t been much better anyway so it won’t really make much difference to me.
“Well that depends, comedy, romance or action?” she asks pulling three different movies out of her bag, I point to the action. “How did I know you were going to pick that one” she chuckles as she puts it in and we settle down to watch.
Halfway through the movie she pulls out her phone and starts texting, once she’s put it down she keeps fidgeting and shooting me looks, finally I’ve had enough and I turn to her smirking.
“Everything ok?”
“Erm yeah, actually. You’re fine right, so you won't mind if I go and hang out with Darcy? She finished work early” she says guilty.
My smirk drops, and I try not to frown although a twinge of hurt pierces me, she promised to spend the whole day with me and I was really looking forward to spending it with her. I can’t help but think that if it was the other way around I’d never ditch her for the guys, especially if she’d been through something shitty.
My mood instantly sours.
“I mean you can come with If you want” she offers but it’s pretty fucking clear she’s just saying it because she thinks she should and not because she actually wants me to hang out.
“No, that’s fine. Go have fun, I’m tired anyway” I say trying to smile but really not feeling it.
“If you're sure?” She asks like it’s actually up to me, if I tell her to stay she’s going to be miserable and I refuse to force someone to spend time with me if they’d rather be else where.
That’d be shit for me and her.
“Yeah of course, tell Darcy I said hi, keep the stalker stuff to yourself though please” I say trying to keep my tone even and not show just how much she’s hurt me.
“Yeah of course, see you after Christmas then” she says as she gathers up her stuff, I walk her down the stairs and wave as she leaves.
I feel like there’s a lead ball in my stomach, and yeah, I am definitely hurt by her actions. I’ve barely seen her, and she’s already gone. Pretty shitty thing to do actually and it’s put me in a foul mood. Just as I’m shutting the door a delivery van turns up and starts piling boxes out the back and onto one of those cart things. Whoops, it looks like all the places I ordered from yesterday use the same company to ship it. The guy walks up the path and stops in front of me. His eyes widen as he takes in my injuries before he looks away and scrubs the back of his neck with his hand, clearly uncomfortable and not making eye contact