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“And you just admitted that you forced me to have sex with you when I was fourteen, that you lied to get the guys kicked out of school, and that you don’t want anything to do with my son.”
“Don’t forget my text if you’re listing off all my sins. Have you seen the way people have been looking at you? It’s great.” He rolled his eyes and tugged at the end of my hair hard enough to bring tears to my eyes. “Sorry it didn’t work out with your boyfriends. Guess you’ll have to try to fuck a different stranger into being Jesse’s daddy.”
A flash of sparkles swung solidly against Taylor’s head and he stumbled back, holding his face that had been covered in tiny cuts from Kitty’s rhinestone purse. He screamed when he saw blood and Kitty gracefully got in the car and adjusted her scarf.
“This purse is made from real crystals. Looks like rhinestone, hits like a bitch.” She looked over at me and grinned. “Let’s roll, Little Kitty.”
55
***Olive***
“Lookatthisclipof you trying to whip your scarf off. You nearly killed yourself.” Kitty tapped something on her phone and laughed. “I just sent that part to Jerry. She’s going to piss herself laughing.”
I’d pulled into a Sonic and ordered more food than anyone ever should and Route 44 sugar-filled drinks. I was shoving a feel-better mozzarella stick in my mouth when Kitty turned her phone around to me and I watched myself strangle myself with my scarf in perfect clarity. I choked on the stick and sucked down a mouthful of slush.
“How the hell do you have that?”
“Miss Kitty is playing chess while everyone else plays checkers, honey. I kept smelling fire and fish every time I got in my car so I paid a guy I know to install a security system. This little baby is how I caught Brenda and Barb screwing the devil in my car every chance they got. Why do you think I prepped you so much, Little Kitty? We’ve got every word out of that punk’s mouth and every dirty confession he made.”
“The devil?”
“Oh, he’s this guy who dresses up in a devil costume and brings around homemade chocolates and stuff. They’re sinfully good. Ha. Ha.” She rolled her eyes. “Did you hear what I said? His whole confession is on tape.”
The feeling of having control tingled from my feet up to my scalp. I shuddered and met her gaze. “Can you send that to me?”
She tapped another button and a few seconds later my phone beeped. “I’ll just be over here, minding my own business while you do with that what you will.”
I opened the message from Cynthia Clarkson and attached the video to a message. I pressed send and waited for her to call me after watching it like I’d asked. I didn’t know how long it’d take but I only had to wait five minutes for her to call.
“What do you want?” She sounded panicked.
“For you to forget about the custody battle you tried to start for your son.”
“Fine. If Taylor doesn’t want to be involved in Jesse’s life, that’s his choice. Consider the whole thing forgotten. What do I have to give you to make you erase that tape, Olive? Taylor has a bright life ahead of him. This can’t ruin it.”
“I don’t want anything else from you. I’m not erasing the tape, though. Taylor is a cockroach that just keeps popping up in my life. This tape will be here to make sure you keep him the hell away from me and my son.”
“Fine.” She choked back a sob. “I didn’t know, Olive. I… I’m so sorry.”
I hung up and looked over at Kitty. She raised her eyebrows at me and that was all it took for me to burst into tears. “Thank you, Kitty. Thank you so much. It’s all over.”
She wrapped her arms around me and held my head against her cleavage. “It’s not over yet. You just got proof of a lot of shit. Is there anyone else who needs to see this?”
I sent it to my parents without any context and then closed my phone. “I’ll clip it so it’s just the stuff about him framing the guys and send it to the dean later.”
“And the guys? Are you going to call them to celebrate?” The look on her face said she already knew something was wrong.
“Oh, Kitty. I’m just so tired. You just helped me make happen what I wished would happen for so long now. Things aren’t just going to magically get better, though. People around campus still think I’m a whore because of that message Taylor sent.”
She stroked my hair and smiled. “Can you imagine if being a whore was the worst thing someone could be?”
I looked up at her. “What do you mean?”
“I mean I’ve lived a long time on this earth and I’ve come across a lot of bad people along the way. Not a single one of them was a whore.” She laughed at my shocked expression. “People call women whores like it’s the worst thing in the world. The whores I’ve met along the way have all been fabulous and full of life, amongst other things.”
A heavy corner of my heart lit up as I listened to her. “I’ve come a long way but that message was hard. You’re right, though. Even if Iwasa whore, I’m also a good person, a mother, a friend, and really good at hanging out with seniors.”
“You’re definitely not a whore. You’re a freak, but that’s different.” She grinned. “You’re in a monogamous relationship. It isn’t with the typical number of men, but who cares? You screw the same three men all the time and that’s it. If you were a whore, you’d be failing.”
