Several children ran out to race alongside the cleaning crew, who were tossing them what was left of the bandanas that had been lobbed out to the crowd earlier in the show.
“Can we go get one?” Harley asked, already climbing down from the fence.
“Go ahead,” Sex Piston told them as she paid for the tumblers.
Crazy Bitch watched them run off, deciding to buy two for Meri and Keri.
“Trying to make Calder jealous?” Sex Piston smirked as she took out her wallet.
“They’re for Meri and Keri.” She held them tightly as she reached for the money she kept in her jacket pocket.
“You going to tell me why you needed Stud to drive you to the store to buy fans?” Her best friend turned so she could keep her eye on Star and Harley and still question her at the same time.
“I told you; our air conditioner went out. The hotel was booked and didn’t have another room they could put us in.”
“Bitch, Killyama called me and wanted to know why you wanted Dr. Price’s number. So, you need to come up with another cock-and-bull story.”
She mentally winced at her choice of words. Crazy Bitch knew Sex Piston wouldn’t let it drop until her curiosity was satisfied.
“Calder and I got a little carried away last night and this morning when we went back to our room. The man has too much for me to handle, if you know what I mean. I was so sore that I called Dr. Price to see if he could suggest something.”
Her lie had Sex Piston gaping at her in astonishment and curiosity.
“How big is he?”
“Big. Really big.” She wiggled her brows. “The biggest I’ve ever seen,” she boasted, her lie growing with each word.
“Doesn’t matter how big it is if he doesn’t know how to use it. I bet Stud’s is bigger… and better.”
Crazy Bitch shook her head, going all-in with her lie. “He knows how to use it. I came four times last night and three times this morning.”
“You’re shitting me!” Envious eyes stared back at her. “How come the bitches at the club haven’t said he’s packing heat?”
She shrugged. “Jealous bitches wanted to keep him to themselves.”
“Bitches,” Sex Piston said, showing her a new respect Crazy Bitch hadn’t seen from her before. “It’s that big?”
“Bigger.”
“Damn. Stud’s big, too.” Sex Piston elbowed her conspiratorially. “They definitely must be cut from the same cloth.” she joked as they started toward the fence to watch Harley and Star get the bandanas.
Terrified screams had them turning toward where Stud and Calder had taken Meri and Keri. The sound sent a chill of fear down Crazy Bitch’s spine, especially when she saw a large crowd of people running frantically.
“Fuck!” Crazy Bitch screamed when she saw what they were running from.
Her head spun, trying to find a way out from under the trampling crowd and a pair of bull horns that were hysterically throwing people out of their way. One was heading directly toward them. The other had gone so crazy it was trying to climb the bleachers. The cowboys were running after them, trying to throw ropes over their heads to steer them away from the crowd.
“Get on the bull shoot,” she yelled at Sex Piston, taking her arm and starting to run toward it. “Run!”
While she was screaming, her foot had slid from the first board. She righted herself then quickly managed to climb up, pulling Sex Piston up with her.
“Do you see Stud? Meri and Keri?” Sex Piston panted, gripping the top of the wooden shoot. They were so focused on the girls being in immediate danger that they took their eyes off Star and Harley for a split-second.
“No… Wait, there they are!” Crazy Bitch yelled when she saw the two men shoving the crying girls through an emergency exit to the left of them.
Hearing a hair-raising scream coming from Sex Piston, she turned toward her to see what she was staring at, afraid the bull they had barely missed had come back. Sex Piston was already climbing down from the shoot.
It was then that Crazy Bitch saw that the bulls had managed to tear down a portion of the fence that the workers had left open to bring the truck inside and were heading toward the group of children. She was watching a nightmare come to life before her own eyes. Sex Piston in her heels didn’t stand a chance of reaching Star and Harley.
The rolling eyes of one of the bulls turned toward her as she started down the shoot, holding her in place. She felt death staring her down, freezing her where she stood.
“Get back on the shoot!” Calder shouted as he and Stud ran past them.
Sobs tore through her throat as she was pushed back toward the shoot, forcing Sex Piston to go with her and getting them out of the way of the cowboys who were frantically trying to corral the bulls.