Forever Too Far (Too Far, #3)(58)

“Let her go,” I said and watched as the woman spun around still holding Della’s hair.. Della let out another sob.

“What the f*ck?” the woman said, looking at me like I was the one who was crazy.

“Let go of her hair and step away from her,” I said, loud and clear so she didn’t misunderstand.

She laughed. “That’s not even real. I’m not an idiot. Go mind your own f*cking business and stop playing Charlie’s Angels.”

I flicked the safety off and cocked the gun. “Listen, bitch. If I wanted to I could pierce both your ears from here and not mess your f*cking hair up. Go ahead, test me.” I kept my voice even and cold. I wanted her to believe me because I really didn’t want to have to shoot at her to prove my point.

Her eyes went wide and she dropped Della’s hair. From the corner of my eye, I watched Della quickly move away.

“Do you have any idea who I am? I could end you. Your ass is going to sit in jail for a very long time for this,” she snarled, although I could hear the fear in her voice.

“We’re in the dark and there are three of us. You don’t have a scratch on you. Della’s bleeding and bruised and it is our word against yours. I don’t care who you are. This doesn’t look good for you.”

She moved back away from me some more while keeping her eyes on my gun. “My daddy will hear about this. He’ll believe me,” she said with a shaky voice.

“Good. My husband will hear about it too and he’ll sure as hell believe me.”

The woman let out a hard angry laugh and shook her head. “My daddy can buy this town. You have f*cked with the wrong woman.”

“Really? Bring it on ‘cause right now you’re looking at a woman with a loaded gun who can hit a moving target. So please... bring. It. On.”

Della was curled up with her arms wrapped around her knees as she sat silently watching us.

“Who are you?” the woman asked, for the first time taking me seriously.

“Blaire Finlay,” I replied.

“Shit. Rush Finlay has married a hick with a gun. I find this hard to believe,” she spat.

“I’d believe her. She’s holding the f*cking gun, ” Rush’s voice came from behind me.

The woman’s eyes went wide. “Are you kidding me? This town is insane. All of you.”

“You were the one beating up an innocent woman over a man in the dark,” I reminded her. “You’re the one who looks insane here.”

The woman held up her hands. “Fine. I’m over this. I’m done,” she yelled and walked up to the parking lot. I lowered the gun and put the safety back on before handing it to Rush then running over to Della. Her big blue eyes were wide with disbelief.

“Did you really just hold a gun on her?” she asked with awe in her voice.

“She was putting a beating on you,” I reminded her. She buried her face in her hands and let out a shaky laugh. “Ohmygod. She’s crazy. I swear I was beginning to think she was going to beat me until I was unconscious. I kept thinking I was going to zone out and then she’d really hurt me.” She glanced up at me. “Thank you.”

I held my hand out to her. “Can you stand up? Or do you want to sit here while I call Woods?” She slipped her hand in mine.

“I want to stand. I need to stand up,” she said.

I pulled her up. “You got a phone?”

She nodded and pulled one out of her pocket. I waited while she dialed Woods.

“Hey.”

“Actually, no not really. I had an incident with Angelina.”

“No... no... she’s gone. Uh, Blaire showed up and... uh scared her off.”

“Blaire is still here and so is her husband.”

“Behind the parking attendant building.”

“Okay. I love you too.”

She hung up and looked up at me through thick eyelashes. “He’s on his way.”

“Good. We’ll wait with you.” I opened my purse and pulled out a wet wipe. I was a mommy now so I had those on me at all times. “You want to clean the blood off your lip before he gets here and goes after Angelina?”

Della nodded and took the wipe from me. “Thanks.”

I turned around to look at Rush who was watching me closely but not speaking.

Two headlights came barreling up the road and slammed on their brakes just beside where we were standing. Woods jumped out of the truck and came running down to where I stood with Della.

“Dammit!” he roared pulling her into his arms. “God, baby I am so sorry. She’s gonna pay for this,” he assured her as his hands ran over her checking to make sure she was okay.

“It’s okay. I think Blaire scared her,” Della said against his chest. Woods looked back at me and frowned.

“What did Blaire do?” Woods asked.

“She pointed a gun at her and threatened to pierce her ears,” Della said.

Woods cocked an eyebrow. “So, Alabama pulled her gun out again? Thanks, Blaire,” he said before kissing Della’s head and whispering into her hair words that were not meant for anyone else.

“I’m glad I found them. You need to do something about that woman; she’s a crazy bitch,” I said before turning to walk back to Rush. He slipped his hand around my waist and held me against him.