Great!
“Another?” he asks hopefully.
“No I better not, I’m getting up early to go visit Gram at the senior home tomorrow morning. They’re having a pancake breakfast to celebrate her birthday.” It’s actually more of a brunch, so it’s not that early, but he doesn’t need to know that.
Wyatt looks disappointed but asks, “How old is Margaret turning?”
“Seventy,” I say smiling proudly. One would never guess her age, she looks at least 10 years younger.
I notice Wyatt looking around distractedly, it’s as if he’s looking for something. I follow his gaze but don’t see anything out of the ordinary.
“Everything ok Wyatt?” my question startles him out of his distraction.
“Yes, sorry… so I have some big news to share. My dad has decided to run for Mayor,” he says proudly.
Wyatt’s dad running for Mayor scares me a little to be honest, especially after his earlier comment about his position of power. But I keep that to myself.
“Wow, that’s great. Are you going to help with his campaign?”
“Of course.” He starts to tell me what their plans are when something catches my attention out the corner of my eye. I look over at the others and see none other than Melissa Carmicheal rubbing herself against Jaxson like a dog in heat. Wow! This night just keeps getting better and better. The black cocktail dress she’s wearing is a few sizes too small and her heels are so high she can barely stand in them. Melissa used to be very pretty in high school, but the last few years have not been good to her. She’s Jaxson’s age, so 2 years older than me, but she looks 10 years older. I’ve heard rumors that she has a drug problem and the way she’s gone downhill it wouldn’t surprise me. I watch her whisper suggestively in Jaxson’s ear and I hate the instant jealousy I feel. Jaxson’s disinterest should make me feel better, but it doesn’t.
“Go figure, those two are made for each other,” Wyatt grunts, annoying me with his comment.
I turn my gaze away from Jaxson not wanting to watch if he decides to go home with her. Just the thought of them together makes me feel sick.
My attention reverts back to them though when I hear Melissa raise her voice.
“Come on Jaxson! Don’t you remember how good we used to be?”
“Enough! I mean it. Go home and sleep it off,” Jaxson says, trying to shrug her off.
“Come with me and I’ll show you what you’ve been missing.”
I roll my eyes at her arrogance, someone needs to put her in her place. The 2 beers I just drank is making me think I should be that person.
Leave it alone Julia, this isn’t your problem.
“I’m serious Melissa, leave! You’re only embarrassing yourself!”
This pisses her off and she turns into a bitch. “Heard you couldn’t cut it in the Navy Jaxson. I guess you’re not as tough as you thought.”
I gasp hurtfully at her comment to him. Okay that’s it! This bitch is going down! I stand up from my chair purposefully.
“What the hell are you doing Julia? Stay out of it!” Wyatt shouts furiously under his breath. Ignoring him, I march over to them and stand in front of Jaxson protectively.
“Back off! He said he’s not interested, so stop trying to whore yourself out and take a hint!” I try to keep my voice as low as possible, not wanting to draw more attention to us. I notice her eyes are glazed over and she has a wet white substance on the bottom of her nose confirming the rumors I’ve heard.
“Mind your own business bitch,” she says giving my a hard shove, knocking me into Jaxson. So much for not drawing attention…
Jaxson grabs my shoulders to steady me. “Don’t put your fucking hands on her again Melissa!” Jaxson threatens.
“Of course! We wouldn’t want anything to happen to your precious Jules. Would we now?” She spats and moves her glare from Jaxson to me, “Do you really think you’re any different to him than the rest of us?” She smirks and leans close, “After we were done fucking we used to laugh at how pathetic you were. Why do you think he left in the first place? He couldn’t wait to get rid of you.”
I hate that her words hurt me. Jaxson tenses then leans over me, grabbing her arm roughly and for a moment her smug expression turns to one of apprehension. “You’re a fucking liar and she knows it. Don’t try to pull that shit. We had one night together, one that I regret. Don’t make it out to be more than what it was. Now get the fuck out of here before I force you out.”
She rips her arm angrily out of Jaxson’s grasp, “I think you forget where you come from Jaxson. You think just because you joined the Navy you’re a better person? You’re still nothing but trash, you always have been and always will be.”
I take a menacing step towards her, “The only trash here is you, so do everyone a favor and go back to whatever street corner you came from tonight. And while you’re at it, wipe your nose,” I pick a napkin up off the bar and throw it at her. I hear Kayla cough trying to cover up her laugh.
Melissa touches her nose realizing what’s there. Instead of being embarrassed like most people would she turns into more of a bitch. She leans in close to my face, her expression filled with so much hatred it causes a shiver to run down my spine. “You think you’re better than everyone else. You’ve fooled many with your innocent little act but I’ve always known better. You’re nothing more than a whore, just like your dead mother was.”
I hear Kayla gasp and before I can control myself I pull my fist back and punch her square in the face causing her head to snap back. I hear a sickening crunch and blood pours between her fingers where she cups her nose.