'Get out of my house or call the police Taylor, i fucking mean it get out,' My voice was seething with rage that he'd practically pushed me out of my own house, gasping for air, rambling on and on that 'how dare i walk away from him' 'there's still so much to talk about' and the 'For Satan's sake open your eyes to some truth for a change,' kinda trip. 'I've said all i wanted to, and i though i said go away and leave us alone and take your crack whore with you,' i yelled as i threw my keys down on the table and stood my water down and turned to him, advancing once again on me. 'See that table in there? How do you keep a straight face from telling him we almost broke the legs on it having frantic sex?' he balled as i lolled my head back and rolled my eyes pushing him out my way to start the trip up to my bedroom to search for my mislaid papers i had so rudely got sidetracked in looking for. 'Oh don't start that Taylor-it meant nothing, that's how i can stay straight faced-if this, what we had didn't bother you in the sense that you wanted no more than a place to ejaculate and none of the lovey dovey shit, don't start on with the 'how can you not tell him we have a history' gig, it doesn't wash,' i scoffed as i tried to push him away from following me up the stairs, all guns blazing. 'Weather i wanted you or not in that way doesn't matter it still happened!' he shouted as he tried to pry my hand of the banister to turn round to look at him. It was all i could not to push him down the stairs and pray for a broken neck at least.
'Oohhh and you told Beau we hated each other like dog turn in our minced beef yet we fucked from dawn till dusk before we parted ways professionally? Yeah, okay,' He smacked his hands to his face, dragging them over his features in sheer frustration as i edged up the stairs more, almost reaching the top. 'Just stuff that for a second Alba-HE'S CHEATING ON YOU! Ya think i want Beau to be fucking another guy? I'm sad but not that sad. I told you either way i get involved and now i'm involved, least you can do is take a hint and use that worn out organ of yours called a brain,' he spat as i shoved his clammy hand off of mine and continued to pound the worn carpet up the last few stairs onto my landing. 'If i pay you will you just leave us alone?' i hissed as i put my hand on the door to my bedroom, looking back to see him no further distance from my body's radius. 'You know it's not that simple-has he ever said he really loves you? Wants to spend the rest of his life with you? Just tell me he has and i'll go, and anything from now in will be all your own doing-no blaming me if what i saw was right,' he whispered, looking me in there eyes, searching me for a truthful answer.
He was looking for an answer i couldn't give him. Hyde cares about me, but he told me he had to be sure before he said he could love me but he cares for me deeper than anyone else, and he prayed for us that we'd make it through thick and thin and that was all i needed-the knowledge that one day he'd say it to me, no if's or but's about it. 'Get out of my house now, stay away and just dissolve if you can manage that,' i hissed, pushing him back to the edge of the top step, leaving him to teeter on the edge as i started to push the door open. 'I'm not going-but then again you're a stickler for hurt,' he sneered as i opened the door and stepped in sideways, trying to shut him out again. 'GET OUT!' I yelled, snapping pushing his head away from me until he pushed me back and we both ended up falling through the door, the sounds of shocked gasps coming from over by the corner. Looking up slowly i saw my worst nightmare, twisted in sheets, spottled out and bare assed naked Dr.Death's tooth fairy poised over my beloved sergeants, looking at the pile of my body and Taylor's body collapsed on the floor as if *we* had rudely interrupted their afternoon. Everything drained to a puddle of goo on the floor as i looked at Taylor, running his hands through his hair as he looked to the floor-his breathing heavy and deep as he tried to compose myself, leaving me to look back over at Hyde, with the most pitiful look of excuse on his face. Had Taylor just broken me as best he could and now i couldn't be repaired-or had Hyde turned into the man I'd been trying to avoid all my life?
I couldn't have punctuated my reply better. Actions always did speak louder than words but as i looked up to see Beau ready to go down on him, suddenly all my words, all my desperation to make Alba see what he was doing behind her back seemed frightening for me to handle. I couldn't even look at her shocked face and the two lovers powerless to move by guilt, shock and probably aches from too much bronco riding. When i saw Alba scuffling up to stand, i watched Beau pull the sheet round her body, looking at me with guilty eyes as i watched on confrontation hill, ready for a good old show down-Alba style.
'At work at 2 hum? Mind you, i guess it would have to be work with a dirt bag like that,' her voice was clam and forward and most of all , poised with that special venom usually reserved for me. I wasn't so quick to defend my 'southern tooth fairy' for now as she looked everywhere but to Alba, or me i knew that my dreams, once again in a woman-had been shattered. Hyde tried to speak but was greeted with a clap across the cheek, more powerful than the two i received earlier. 'DON'T talk to me, your words mean nothing-there's no excuse, no cover up or concealer to make this all sparkly and harmless,' she threatened her voice strong yet shaky like she was infuriated to the point her anger couldn't be put into words or actions and as for me, all i could do was stare at the whore that was sitting before me, biting her lip as she fumbled over and over in her hands the corner of the lie soiled sheet. 'I don't even want to think about the times before, and i know Tulsa's a little low on life but using this.... vagabond as your own Moulin Rouge? What is it Hyde? I wasn't enough for you? It was good to start with but then when things started to settle into a comfortable regime, it all got too much and you had to become the playa's pimp?' She was sprinkling the insults around like salt from a shaker, her face almost up against his as he looked to plead to her, only to get bombarded with more anger when he so much as dared to breath. 'And what about you little missy? Suddenly think you've got a god given right to everyone's man living within a two block radius of your boyfriends house?' It was like a headmistress prowling rounds the detention room, making each and every pupil in for their stupid school offences wince into shock. 'It's not her fault...,' Hyde started, even on the defence for 'my' girlfriend as he shifted his stare to me, then back to Alba. 'I don't want to talk to you,' she hissed, warning him off as i debated weather or not to intervene or walk out-but i felt trapped to do anything, feeling just as shocked this was finally a realization, all be it in the wrong sort of introduction. 'Did i ever tell you at dinner i don't like thief's?' she whispered as Beau looked away from her already starting to snivel like the baby she always was when i was on the phone, saying i wouldn't be home for another week. 'Just goes to prove my theory that your a trollop after Taylor's money and nothing more, that and his baby to use as your gold card to the best child support your pussy can get!' she started as Hyde shifted uncomfortably, desperately trying to reach for his boxers on the floor, by my feet, but i just kicked them behind me further much to his annoyance. 'It's not like your exactly 'pally' with Taylor is it Alba? What does it matter what i'm with him for? It's irrelevant,' Beau answered back as i looked at her wide eyed as i heard the infamous Alba cackle which was always followed by a hail shower of poisonous vocal fire. 'Smart girl eh? Oohhh nooo nooo-look he's standing right there, what better way to say i'm after your gold card, eh Beau? And your right Taylor may not be my friend, but Hyde sure as hell was the man i loved until you went and made him damaged goods!'
Beau sat unimpressed at Alba's insults, sniffing back any previous feelings of regret she may have had for her actions after the way she was being spoken too-quite rightly spoken too really. She upped her middle finger slowly, looking away from me, from Hyde and from Alba thinking she'd called her coolest shot of all. If someone didn't ring her neck, i bagsie it in the next few seconds. But as the screams soon suggested, someone had thought of a much better plan.
Alba had grabbed Beau by the hair, pulling her up from the bed to stand, her cat like shrills ricocheting off the walls like bat squawks. I moved out of the way as Alba pushed past me, much to Hyde's pleas not to 'create a scene,'. Rushing out the door, i peered down the stairs to see Alba dragging Beau down the stairs, naked and crying by the hair, fistfuls of hairs coming out every time she readjusted her grip. 'Alba PLEASE STOP!' Hyde called from beside me, having jumped into his boxers, now racing down the stairs just as Alba started to open the front door. 'FUCK OFF! Now missy, you like causing a scene, wrecking things and people's lives? Go cause a few car accidents then,' she hollered before pushing Beau out onto the porch step, kicking her back with her foot to get her hands away from the door frame. 'For the love of god Alba, this was as much my fault as it was hers at least give us a chance to explain!' Hyde begged beside her as she shut the door on Beau as i looked on from the top of the stairs in amazement. 'Penis goes in, relationship goes out,' Alba whispered, looking him square in the eyes as he lightly grazed his fingers over her shoulder as she pushed them away. She reached to open the door and in one swift move Hyde tripped over Beau, cowering still on the step, crouching to cover herself, holding her head in pain. 'Don't expect your clothes to be coming out the window either, Hyde collect your stuff at the end of the drive tomorrow,' For the first time Alba sounded sad as she said her parting words, Hyde looking up at her, begging, pleading for her to listen as much as she could bare too. 'TAYLOR PLEASE COME AND TAKE ME HOME!' Beau cried just as Alba glanced over the pair once last time, grimaced and slammed the door shut, locking it with a simple flick of her finger. Had i just witnessed a godsend in disguise? Why couldn't i feel my heartache and why the hell did i feel like laughing at the way Alba handled the situation, so calmly so coolly with such a classic as dragging Beau down the stairs by her hair? Like i said before-Alba never seizes to amaze.
She looked shattered, tattered and torn as i drew breath and looked up to see me slowly drudging down the stairs with a wiped look on my face, horrified and bleached at what had just happened. 'You were right and i was wrong, got your kicks?' she wheezed, dropping her hands as she walked through to the kitchen, ignoring the calls from outside to'be reasonable and talk like a normal human being' from Beau and Hyde combined. I followed her through to find her reaching for a bottle of lemon vodka in the cooler at the side of the fridge, slumping in a chair as she screwed the cap off. 'You think i wanted that? She was my girlfriend and i thought i was happy, your not the only one that's lost out,' i jeered back as she gulped down a hefty amount of alcohol. 'yeah real happy Taylor, you saw her on convenience, when you were home if that-Hyde was my boyfriend, my housemate, my companion...i thought he'd be my husband one day,' she sniffed, screwing the cap back on the bottle before setting it down on the table that held so many memories. 'You should go, sort out the wreck you've got,' she encouraged as she held her head in her hands, ruffling her hair. 'I think i should stay,' i murmured as she stared at a mustard stain on the table with interest. 'I want you to go, go and leave me alone,' she cried as she raised her head, her cheeks red and her eyes watery. I looked at her solemnly as she told me where to get off the bus. 'I told you either way i couldn't win-you would hate me more either way....but you can't blame me for Hyde's mistake or the fact that Beau was introduced to him again-i didn't even know who he was, i'm the good guy for a change,' i lulled as she looked at me peacefully before reaching for the vodka again. 'You'll never be the good guy to me Taylor. I don't want to hear any excuses from Hyde, nothing-i don't want man that betrays me and that's it-over and done, no second try no pass go and no collect �200 and as for you, i don't want a man in my life that make me constantly watch my back all the time,'
'Please just go Taylor-good luck with sorting out you relationship,' she added after my silent pause as she gestured towards the backdoor for me to leave. 'I don't want to leave this shit like this, it'll come back again at us you know it will,' i pointed out as i stood up, walking hesitantly towards the door. 'There will never be a good way to leave it,' Her words were firm, her look was firm and that was enough to make me bow my head and duck out the door, the pounding in my heart threatening to kill me more and more with each deathly beat that goes by. It wasn't the end, i knew that the way things stood now, shards of broken relationships sticking up like prickly thorns in the bush we'd cross again but this time i felt the tear down my cheek.
Seeing Alba so mad, so passionate about a violation of her love and trust showed me that we'd never have made a relationship work but just then as she sat at that table and tried to hard to keep her front up to me...i just wanted to hold out my arms and hold her to me and not let go until we both woke again the next morning, like i should have been able to do in the right mindset-before.