Carnage: Book #1 The Story Of Us (Volume 1)(143)

“You’re a f*cking 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 f*cking do, that bitch had it coming, if you hadn’t of chinned her, I f*cking 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 f*cking 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, he will have 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 f*ck 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.

“Georgia, love, you did it in front of a f*ckin’ audience darlin’, subtlety has never been a strength of yours. I don’t think I’ll need to tell anyone about this, the Sunday papers will do that for me. That’s why it’ll be best if you get hold of Maca and tell him yourself.”

Fuck. Shit. Bollocks. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll ring him; he can ring the label, or speak to the lawyers, whoever, see if they can do some damage control.”

I’m probably going to cause Sean all sorts of problems with my actions, but I don’t regret it. I actually understand in that moment, the rage Cam must have felt when he shot that man in the pub car park in front of me, if I had a gun on me tonight, I could’ve quiet easily shot that bitch. I may have regretted it later, but only because of the trouble it would’ve gotten me in.