Page 43 of Stage Dive: Short Stories & Novellas
“You look beautiful tonight,” he said in a low voice as I walked past.“That dress is…let’s just say that keeping my mind on work might be a little more difficult than usual.”
I smiled.“Thank you.You look rather handsome yourself.”
At the elevators, we stood in silence.It was a nice apartment building.Very expensive looking with an Art Deco front and white marble entry.Top of the line security system, no doubt.About what you’d expect, given David and Mal both resided there.In the lift, Sam slipped his hand into mine, giving my damp fingers a light squeeze.So I was nervous.Who wouldn’t be?I tried to smile, but it didn’t quite work.Given tonight would probably feature quite high on my top ten list of hellish situations to be thrown into, I appreciated him not telling me everything would be fine.
“Have you been to David and Ev’s place before?”asked Liz.
My face just fell.“You’re shitting me.We’re not even going to your sister’s?”
“Oh, stop worrying, would you?”
Sam’s forehead crinkled up with worry lines, his gaze moving between us.
“It’s fine,” I forced out between gritted teeth.“I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
His smile wasn’t particularly convincing either.“That’s my girl.”
The hallway ended with a door at either end.Something in my stomach curled in dread as the whole feeling of walking to my doom escalated.No.It would be fine.Show no fear and all that.
Ev answered the door with a big smile, blond hair bouncing along with her tits.Christ, the girl was bouncy.David really had gone from night to day with his choices in women when he replaced me with her.Not that we hadn’t been broken for years yaddah yaddah.But he had been my first boyfriend.My first everything.I felt entitled to an opinion.
“Liz, Sam, Martha,” she said, her smile only appearing slightly strained at the end.“Welcome, come on in.Lena and Anne are already here.”
Sam nodded.“Mrs.Ferris.”
The floors were wooden and painted a shiny black, the walls a crisp white.It made for a cool contrast.Dark wood dining table with a huge white leather couch and olive throw cushions.Nice.On a low coffee table, imported beer and a couple of wine bottles sat in buckets of ice.
“Help yourself,” said Ev, plonking her ass down on the couch.“You’re not going to hide out in the kitchen for once, Sam?That’s very brave of you.”
“You’re not worried you’ll get estrogen poisoning, are you?”asked Jimmy’s wife, Lena.Dark hair, glasses, pretty.Though they were all pretty, to be fair.She had on a bright red T-shirt, ripped black jeans, and a pair of studded Louboutin booties I would kill to own.
“I’m willing to risk it if you don’t mind me hanging around.”Sam smiled, taking up sentry duty in the corner.Probably because he was worried about me opening my big mouth and saying the wrong thing.Or maybe he was just worried about me in general.
“Just don’t report back to the menfolk and we’ll be fine.”
Sam snorted.“No fear of that.”
“He barely tolerates the boys,” said Ev.“We’re his real favorites.Right, Sam?”
“You have seen straight through my carefully curated façade, Mrs.Ferris.”
“Welcome back to town, Martha.”Anne sat with a bottle of water in hand.We’d only crossed paths a time or two, but Lizzy’s sister and Mal’s wife seemed the exact opposite of his own loud and painfully in-your-face personality.The woman came across as quiet, thoughtful, bookish, things like that.So distinctly different to her slightly evil sister as well.
“Thank you.”I nodded stiffly, perched on the very end of the sofa.“Nice to be back.”
“I hear Gibby is loving having you there.”
“God, he is,” said Lizzy, shoving a glass of wine at me and mouthing the word “relax.”
I just gave her a dirty look.“Aunty Martha is even more popular than the Super Puppies right now.”
“Please don’t mention those fucking dogs.”Lena sighed.“The girls want the show on around the clock.It’s driving us insane.”
“Shall I sing you the special super puppy friend’s amazing song?”Lizzy opened her mouth in a clear and present threat.
“Depends.Is this your way of begging for the sweet relief of death?”
“I’ll hold her down for you,” I offered.
