Chapter 7

But before I could find Asher, I ran into Scarlett.

She held her head high with arrogance, smiling triumphantly.

"Sister, haven't you been sleeping well lately? You look so haggard."

I perked my ears up, whispering, "Shhh, don't talk."

"I never thought being dumped by Mr. Davies would hit you so hard, you've totally lost it." She sneered, mocking me with contempt.

I slowly stood up, then started slapping her face left and right. As I did, I chanted nonsense, "No more Mr. Nice Guy! Bo-bo-bo, bi-bi-bi! The dinosaurs are coming for you! Rawr, rawr, rawr!"

By the time I finished my 'song,' her face was swollen, looking like a bruised pig.

"You psycho! How dare you hit me?!" Her mouth was full of marbles, slurring her words. "Do you know who my dad is?"

I shook my slightly sore hand. "Didn't your mom tell you? What, you're out here looking for a daddy? Now, get on your knees and beg, and maybe I'll lower myself to be your daddy."

One hand covering her face, the other pointing at me, tears streaming down. "What trash are you? Without Asher, who do you think will back you up? You just wait!"

I rolled my ankle and stretched my limbs.

Seeing my stance, she backed up a few steps, then turned and ran.

But she did remind me. It was time to visit Mr. Blackwood's family.