The Nothing Read Free

you’re not bitch; you are going to tell me what is going on. You are going to tell me everything right now!” Patrons all around Almeda’s were now watching. Several found it amusing. Some were annoyed. Lacy set her purse back on the table, and with the few seconds that seem to be available, she wrestled with how she should react.
    Be the good friend who did another good friend wrong and do wh atever it takes to make it right? Or be a woman who is trying to live life and have fun? Just sucks that I had to hurt her in the process. Life is too short anyway to deal with this kind of drama .
    Lacy , like Danny, had dealt with an ill parent who was dying a slow and painful death. Her father once told her “Fill her life with fun, pleasure and don’t hesitate when it comes to what you want.” At the Houston Baptist Ministries, Lacy had started a support group for those caring for a loved one who is terminally ill. She led discussions on being a caregiver and tried to pass on as much positivity as she could. This positivity had helped Danny deal with the fact that his Father was in pain, was extremely needy and wasn’t going to live much longer. Danny was immediately drawn to her. Lacy lifted his mood when he first came to the meetings. He began to struggle with guilt over running around with Beth. Beth never wanted to hear about his Father. All she cared about was who had weed, who had beer, and where they were going to have sex.
    Lacy decided to just be honest and deal with whatever happens. “Ok, you want me to explain, account, justify and spill my guts all over this table? Fine, I fucked Danny. Fifteen times so far. Not sure how many other times we only did oral. Religious or not, he was fun. Not sure what caused the rift between you two. I don’t really care. I will say I am sorry. But it happened. Maybe you should have been more understanding. As far as you and me Beth, do what you got to do, but I am leaving before someone calls the cops.”
    T here was an immediate chaotic movement in front of Lacy. Beth, in what seemed like an instant, was right in front of Lacy’s face. Wow! Didn’t know she was so fast. The simultaneous sting and ringing in Lacy’s ears blocked out all light and sound as Beth’s ring studded fist collided with Lacy’s left cheekbone. Her head hitting the wood flooring seemed quite sudden. After a few seconds on the floor, she became aware that Beth had punched her. One second she was looking Beth in the eyes, and in the next, the legs of a dining table. What a weird feeling it is, having a rusty creamy smell under your nose only to realize it’s your own blood running out of your face! Several people in Almeda’s hurriedly left through the front doors. Some grabbed their cell phones and began dialing 911. Yet every few moments you would hear concerns over of a bad signal. “Is anyone getting a signal here?”
    It was unclear to Lacy how long she had been laying on the floor as her senses returned. Lacy slowly rose to her feet ready for battle. She was still unsteady when she saw Beth step toward her to punch her again. But this time, it was a very soft punch to the chest, which surprised Lacy. That was a disappointing sissy punch. Thought the girl was strong ! Lacy watched as Beth backed away with a lost look in her eyes as if she was high. Lacy felt victory. Oh yeah! Beth is just so damned amazed at how weak of a blow she had dealt, but not sure if she wanted to give another punch a try. She better not try because this one is the only one I will let slide. Hell I had it coming though . But I’m feeling back to normal. I will give her one chance to get her ass straight. If she doesn’t, then the hit I give her won’t be no sissy punch.
    Several people still in the restaurant saw the knife in Beth’s hand and hurried to a far wall to get out of the way. “Yeah bitch that’s what happens. I trusted you, and then you messed with my man. Now you have paid for it bitch!” Lacy was lost