I grab his drink for him en route to the girls and storm over to them and throw it straight in TC’s face.
It’s as if the whole club stops silent. The boys’ horrified eyes widen and everyone collectively holds their breath.
I slap her hard across the face. “I know about the tape you dirty whore!” I scream.
Her eyes widen as she steps back from me, she can tell I’m a donkey on the edge. “I am going straight to the police and you will be charged,” I yell.
She laughs in my face and further infuriates me.
The guards all wrestle her and lead her out.
I turn to Joshua as contempt drips from my every pore. My eyes hold his.
“Natasha,” he gasps.
I hold my hand up to him in a defensive manner. “Don’t,” I yell.
I am way too mad to listen to his crap. All three boys look like they have seen a ghost and are silent and wide-eyed.
My eyes flick around and embarrassment fills me. Everybody here knows what is going on but me, he has made a fool of me once again.
“Natasha,” Abbie grabs my arm.
I pull it from her grip. “Stay the hell away from me,” I yell.
Chapter 25
I storm to the stairs and push through the crowd until I get to the door.
“Some creepy guys are following me. Keep them here till I get a cab, will you?” I ask the bouncers.
“Sure thing,” the huge bouncer replies as he crosses his arms in a definite tough guy gesture looking for a challenge.
I exit the club and run straight out onto the road. As I lift my hand for a cab, I turn and I see my three bodyguards in a scuffle with the bouncers as they try to get out of the doors and follow me. A cab pulls up and I immediately jump in.
“Where to love?” the driver turns to me and smiles warmly.
My eyes flick to the door of the Ivy. “Umm, Rose Bay please.”
I am furious, how dare he keep another secret from me? He obviously doesn’t give a damn about my feelings. My phone rings and the name Lambo lights up the screen.
Should I answer it? I tap my tooth as I think. Shit.
“Hello,” I snap.
“Get your fucking ass back here now!” Joshua growls.
My blood boils … is he serious? “You have got to be kidding,” I snap. “Why didn’t you tell me about this?”
“Because I knew you would be a drama queen.”
“Drama queen,” I yell.
“Well, seeing as you are on your way home without your guards and you have just jeopardised your career by assaulting a lunatic, yes I would say you are a drama queen. Get your ass back here now!” he screams and then he hangs up.
I start to hear my pulse in my ears and I put my hands over my mouth. Shit, he’s right. If that lunatic presses assault charges my career is screwed. What an idiot. He’s right, I am a drama queen. I close my eyes in disbelief at the turn of events. Why is my first instinct to run? I sit in silence as I stare out the window. Should I go back?
I can’t believe this shit, bloody TC. Abbie said she was trouble. My phone rings and I jump and look at the screen. Bridget.