Page 90 of Our Broken Pieces
“You fucking asshole!” Lewis lunges forward, obviously not caring about the fact that Marcus has a good five inches of height and fifty pounds of muscle on him, but security stops him before he can touch him.
“All of you, to the front, now!” the guard barks, his voice cutting through the chaos.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Marcus
As soon as my fist hit Lewis, satisfaction flooded my body. For everything he put her through, for being a worthless asshole. But now that the initial feeling is wearing off, regret and anger are taking its place. We’re all standing in the lobby of the club, Lewis with an ice-filled towel on his nose, bloodstains on his shirt. My heart won’t slow down, with the adrenaline still flowing through me. I feel Gigi’s fingers link with mine, her thumb rubbing the back of my hand.
“Prince, you need to calm down.”
“No one speaks to you like that, G. Especially him.”
The security guard returns with our IDs; we’ve been told we can’t return for ninety days.
“I’m going to need all of you to leave.” He points to our group. “You all leave first. I don’t need this carried out onto the sidewalk.”
“Don’t let them fucking leave. I’m calling the police.”
Fuck.
“Lewis, let it go. You put your hands on Gigi; you’re just as much at fault.” Linc tries to reason with him.
“Fuck that.” He looks at the guard. “I want a police report.”
The guard rolls his eyes, taking out his phone. “Management will have someone here shortly.”
A few minutes later, we’re all outside, talking with a police officer. I knew Lewis was an asshole, but he brought this on himself. Because of him, we’re all standing around, giving our version of the incident, like a real crime was committed.
The police officer walks back over to our group, focusing on me. “He wants to press charges. Given the circumstances, I’m keeping it a gross misdemeanor, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to take you in.”
Panic sets in on Gigi’s face. “You can’t arrest him. He was protecting me!”
“It’s fine, Gigi. A judge will know that, but he’s just doing his job right now.”
Linc steps forward. “How will this work? When can we pick him up?”
“Follow me over to the precinct. I’ll book him and get everything in order, then you’ll be able to take him home.” He has me turn around. “Let’s get the process started.”
Gigi comes to my side as the officer puts handcuffs on me. “Fuck, prince. I’m so sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about, princess.”
She nods, a tear falling from her eye. Without thinking, I lean over, kissing away the tear from her cheek, then placing my lipson hers. When I come back to standing, I find Linc’s eyes pinned on me.
“I’ll see you in a few, Marcus.” He points a menacing finger at me as we all part ways. The crew piles into an SUV while I’m taken to the back of a squad car.
Chapter Sixty-Four
Marcus
As promised, I go through the booking process, signing papers and receiving instructions for what’s next. I’m going to have to hire a lawyer; no way I want my family’s people dealing with this. Once everything is complete, it’s a little after midnight, and I’m led back out to leave. When I reach the exit area, I see not only Linc waiting for me, but Jax stands with him.
“Hey there, lawbreaker. Ready?”
“I just have to get my things.” I point at the desk to the side. When I got here, I had to hand over all of my personal items. Wallet, keys, phone, Gigi’s underwear. That certainly got a look from the clerk.
I try my best to keep my body between my belongings and the guy’s line of sight, but Linc comes to join me at the counter.
