Page 70 of The Story of Us
Sean obviously hadn’t missed the name or the atmosphere. “Sean McCarthy,” he hesitated as if he was going to say more but he didn’t.
Cam nodded his head, as if everything was suddenly becoming clear. “You’re Sean, the lead singer of Carnage, of course.”
Sean nodded slightly back and then looked at me. “Do you need a minute, to talk?” I couldn’t have been more grateful or loved him more at that moment; I gave a slight nod Ash kissed my cheek. “Ten minutes, then I’m coming back, I don’t care, how big he is, ten minutes.” He turned back to Cam and Bailey. “I’m gonna get a drink from the other bar.”
He didn’t pretend, he didn’t say nice to meet you, because obviously, it wasn’t, he just turned and walked back into the VIP bar, “I’ll leave you two to talk.” Bailey kissed my cheek and got up and left.
“Cam, I’m so sorry, I didn’t want to tell you over the phone, I thought you were away till Monday, I wanted to tell you then, face to face.” My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat and in my head.
“I came home early to surprise you, I wanted to see you, wanted to tell you, show you how sorry I was for my behaviour Thursday night. Thursday night Kitten, you remember that? Two nights ago, when I stupidly thought you were in a relationship with me.”
“I was, I was, I… ”
He knocked back the drink he had in his hand, then looked at me and shook his head. “Sean McCarthy, now why didn’t I work that one out, I knew all about Sean, I just didn’t realise it was that Sean. I didn’t stand a chance did I? Me or a twenty-two year old fucking rock God?”
“Cam, please, it’s not like that, I’ve known him since I was eleven, he was my boyfriend from the age of thirteen, he’s the only boy I’ve ever loved.” He looked thoroughly defeated when I said that.
“Thanks Kitten, thanks for that.” Then he turned and walked away. I stood until I couldn’t see him anymore, then feeling like the worst person on earth, so I went to find Sean.
Ash and Marley were practically having sex on the dance floor when I walked back into the VIP bar, the only thing missing was actual penetration but nobody seemed bothered by it. Sean was at the bar talking to Lennon, Jimmie, and Bailey, he didn’t look happy. I grabbed a glass of champagne from a waitress and made my way over to his side.
“Hi,” I said as I slipped my hand inside his.
“Cameron King? Cameron fucking King babe, that’s your Cam? Thanks very much for the warning; so what, do I need to start wearing a bullet proof vest now? Should I expect a horse’s head in my bed?” He’d let go of my hand as he talked.
“I thought these two would have had the sense to keep you away from a bloke like that G, for fuck’s sake babe, he’s fuckin’ dangerous.”
I lost my temper, I don’t know why I felt the need to defend Cam, I knew what he was, I had seen first-hand what he was capable of. “Is he Sean, more dangerous than a fuckin’ rapist, a two timing rock star, who enjoys threesomes with my brother, or am I safe with one of them?”
His eyes didn’t leave mine, I’m not sure what it was that I saw flash through them, but I knew that I’d said too much. “Touché, Gia, touché.” He tilted his glass toward me and knocked back whatever it was he was drinking, walked away from me, grabbed Jill by the hand and pulled her onto the dance floor.
“Way to go George, anyone you haven’t pissed off tonight?”
“Fuck off Len, he wasn’t here, it’s got fuck all to do with him who I was seeing while we were apart but if that’s the road he wants to go down, I’m sure I can start going through the scrap books Mum kindly made for me and dig dirt on some of his fuck whores he’s been shagging for the past four years.” I grabbed another drink from a passing waitress.
“Yeah, coz that’s gonna help the pair of you move on ain’t it,” Bailey adds his tuppence worth. “I’ll tell you, exactly what I’ve just told him, if you two stand any chance, any chance at all of making things work between the two of you, then you both need to let the past go, forget what you had before, forget whatever went on while you weren’t together and focus on what you have now.”
I know what Bailey is saying is true but I don’t want to listen. “Well I thought that was what I was doing by finishing with Cam. Sean’s the one with the issues when he has no fucking right to.”
Bailey and Lennon both shake their heads but Lennon has more to add. “Just for once George, just for once let it go, stop trying to punish him. Calling him a rapist was a low fuckin’ blow, just leave it, just leave the past in the past and move the fuck on, for all our sakes. You two being apart affected all of us, we all love both of you and we all hated watching the pair of you in such misery but we stayed out of it because we all thought that one day you would sort your shit out and get back together, now it’s happened, please try your hardest to make it work.”
I chewed on the inside of my bottom lip, Jimmie has stayed quiet and I look at her with a ‘Well aren’t you going to say something’ expression. “Dya love him George?”
“Of course I do.”
“Can you live without him?”
“You know I can’t.”
“Then get over there, get that slut’s grimy mitts off him and let him know.”
I turn toward the dance floor, Jill has her hands all over Sean, he keeps laughing and moving them off of his arse, then his face, then his arse again, she’s grinding into him and steps closer every time he steps away, his eyes meet mine and he looks at me desperately, I raise my eyebrows and fold my arms across my chest.
“Na,” I say to Jim. “Let him suffer for a bit longer.”
Jill suddenly lunges at him with her mouth, that’s when I move. “Oi!” I yank her away by her hair. “You’re taking the piss now love.”
She shrugs and walks away. “Come on, can’t blame me for trying,” she calls over her shoulder but I’m not listening.
