Page 79 of The Story of Us

“I need to get her out of here,” I hear Dave say. “The fuckin’ press are gonna be all over this.”

“Is there a back door?” I hear Jimmie ask.

“Where isshe, have you kickedherout? Cos if George ain’t killed her, I fucking will!” Go Ash!

“Let’s just sit tight for a minute, I don’t know what state she’s in and this one still needs to calm down.”

I hear a door open and someone says, “She’s saying she wants the Police called boss, what dya want me to do?”

“For fuck’s sake,” Cam says quietly.

“Where is she?”

“One of the barmaids is with her in the staff room.”

“Keep her there, I’ll go down and talk to her, see if I can change her mind.” It’s all quiet for a few minutes.

“If I let you go, do you promise not to go psycho on me again Kitten?” I nod and open my eyes, they slam into his, looking down at me. He has a slight smile on his face.

“You’re a fucking mad woman Georgia, dya know that? I’ve never seen a girl punch like that.”

“That’s what happens when you’re taught to fight by three big brothers,” I reply, shakily.

He loosens his grip around me and I turn and look at everyone in the room, Jimmie is sitting on the edge of Cam’s desk shaking her head at me, Ash is sitting on the leather sofa.

“Feel better George? I know I fucking do, that bitch had it coming, if you hadn’t of chinned her, I fucking woulda. Mind you, I didn’t recognise her, she looks about fifty. I’ve only seen the pictures from when she went to the papers but I swear she looked dog rough compared to then.”

I look at Dave who’s on his phone and does not look happy. “Do none of your husband’s ever answer their phones?”

Sean always answers his phone, before I can speak Jimmie says, “Len always answers, no matter what time it is, in case it’s an emergency with me or one of the kids.”

“Marley never picks up, he’s a fucking nightmare,” Ash complains.

“Please don’t ring them.” I look pleadingly at Dave. “It’s the middle of the night, Sean will just go off on one and so will Len.”

“Georgia, if you’re about to get nicked, I have to call him, hewillhave my balls if I don’t.”

“She won’t get nicked, I’ll sort it. Who’s this bird anyway, what did she do to piss you off so much?” Cam asks.

“Whorely,” we all reply together. Ash had never met her, but she knew the name.

“She accused my Husband and brother of rape, and then told my Mum a bunch of crap that kept me and Sean apart for four years.” Sadness is the only word I can use to describe the look that washes over Cam’s face.

I slide to my feet as he stands. “Wait in here, I’ll get rid of her, then you can leave out of the back doors.

Twenty minutes later he’s back. “Fuck Georgia, her face is a mess.”

“George didn’t do that, that’s how she looks anyway, ugly cunt,” Ashley pipes up and we all laugh, except Cam, who cringes at Ashley’s use of the C word.

“I’ve convinced her to leave the Police out of it, and I’ve offered her a lifetime VIP access to the club, but I have a feeling she’ll be billing you for a new nose.”

I shrug. “Well she can go fuck herself; she’s getting nothing out of me.”

“Kitten,” Cam says quietly. Dave shifts on his feet, obviously not comfortable with Cam’s term of endearment.

“Right, well, I’ll go and pull the motor round the back, you girls come down when you’re ready. Cheers Cam, thanks for sorting this out, I’m sure Frank or Bailey will be in touch.” He nods his head in Cam’s direction.

“You tell my Dad or Bailey about this and I will slap you Dave,” I tell him.