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Get Out Part I
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All she could think of in this moment was making them leave and going to the school to collect her daughter and running as far from here as she could.
“January,” Thisbe tried to reach for January’s hand but stopped when the woman’s hateful glare landed on her. “Look, we can explain. I admit I didn’t know what was really going on back then, but he had good reason.”
“I don’t give a shit what was going on then or now. We are nothing to each other. I am not your sister–in–law. I am not his,” she sneered the word as she shot him a dismissive look, refusing to look at his face at all, “wife. I heard your conversation, I went to my parents and we left town.”
“Why? Why not confront me or ask me?” Gulliver asked boldly.
“What was to confirm? What would I gain out of a confrontation other than you somehow manipulating me to stay when I knew in my heart I did not want to?”
You did not want to stay?”
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“Are you kidding me? You lied and made me your mistress. Thouh there was something I never quite understood, perhaps you can answer it. Was the woman you were going to marry know about me?”
“No.” His voice was quiet. “I’d told her I had a lover but no details because I didn’t want her coming after you to hurt you.”
“Because you’re a mobster. Another piece of information neither of you decided to share. I could have been in danger every single freaking day, and you didn’t give me the head’s up because you thought I couldn’t handle it. Imagine if I’d been shot going to and from school with the sister of the prince of the Raptis mafia family. Does that make you the princess, Thisbe?”
“Is that why you ran? You thought I couldn’t protect you?”
“I ran because you are lying sack of shit. My daddy had some strong reservations about me being with a mobster considering my uncle was a cop who worked in the organized crime unit at NYPD. I knew you were a liar. He knew you were dangerous. We bailed.”
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“Why? I’d never hurt you and I’d never let you get hurt. Sweetheart, you had guards assigned to you at all times you just never noticed. The only reason we lost track of you is because you left class early and your guard thought he had enough time to take a piss. When he got back you didn’t come out of the class. He searched all over campus after you didn’t go to your next class. It took three hours from the time he lost track of you to the time he called it in. I wouldn’t have let you get hurt. The plan was to triple your security after that issue.”
She threw her head back and laughed, still unable to look him in the face, “you would never hurt me? You fucking annihilated me, Gulliver. You decimated me with a few fucking works and a whole lot of bullshit. I didn’t think I’d ever recover.”
“I didn’t tell you about the family because I knew your uncle had been a cop and it would upset your father. I am a businessman. I run my father’s company. I run my grandfather’s company alongside him as well.”
“Yeah, that information is way too late for me.” She was swallowing the collection of saliva in her throat when she realized he was edging closer to her.
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For the last six and a half years, she’d been teaching herself self–defense using online tools. Her father laughed at her until one day he walked in on her beating a punching bag in their garage. He’d eventually joined her. He was a mechanic and fit from all the heavy lugging he did around the shop but eventually they were sparring with one another, much to her mother’s disgust. She’d always prayed she’d never need to use the skills she taught herself but as he got closer, the woodsy scent of his cologne mixed with an odor which immediately would have made her laugh if she wasn’t so scared. He must have gotten sprayed by Henry when he’d gone into the medical center. She could smell it on him.
She didn’t have time to consider it though as she stepped backwards away from him. “Again, I’m asking you to leave.”
“You are my wife.”
“I am not.”
“I said vows and I meant every fucking word of them. I don’t care if there wasn’t a piece of paper to prove it. In my heart, my soul, the words I vowed to you, in front of 4/6
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the cleric were true and I meant them. Until death do us
part, baby, you are my wife.”
“Then you should drop dead.”
“Can you stop spitting at me like an angry kitten and please look at me so we can have an honest conversation?”
“That’s a good one,” she snorted as she squatted down to collect her stones that she’d dropped, feigning nonchalance and a need to something other than look at him. Her entire body was attuned to him, and she knew without even fully looking at him, if she looked into his eyes, her dreams of him were going to be as bad as they were when she’d been pregnant and horny. The thought made her stop short as she considered neither of them had mentioned Kaylee.
Was it possible today was really a mere coincidence and Ford hadn’t told him of their shared child? The thought of Ford brought up the other memory which had been plaguing her constantly. He’d made a baby with his wife. He had a son.
- Иlooked at him then, “where is your wife and d?” Hef
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eyes connected with his for the first time since he’d entered the shop and her heart, which had been racing too fast, suddenly stopped for several beats. He was staring at her with the expression she remembered of love, patience and adoration and she was a million kinds of fool for thinking it was ever real. He was a master manipulator, and she needed not to fall for his lies, despite the way he was staring at her like she was the last glass of water in the middle of a desert. She hardened her
heart.
“I’m not married to anyone but you. As far as I know, we,” he waved between them, “don’t have any children. I’m happy to rectify that the minute you get home. We were trying so hard.”
He didn’t know. She felt her entire body relax in an absurd response to his words.
