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Gibsie had an easygoing nature, but give him a few drinks and a reason to fight and he went all in.
“I’ve got no problem with you, Gibsie,” Cormac barked. “My issue’s with Kavanagh.”
“Well, that’s too bad, because I have a huge fucking problem with you,” Gibsie snarled. “Who the fuck do you think you are, coming over here with her, trying to cause drama?”
“I was trying to clear the air,” Cormac bit out, jaw clenched.
“No, you were trying to get a rise out of him,” Gibsie corrected, snarling. “You were trying to fuck up his season.” He shoved Cormac in the chest and claimed the space when he staggered backwards. “Because you’re a jealous little prick and the Academy doesn’t want you.”
“Push me one more time and I’ll break your legs,” Cormac snarled, shoving Gibsie right back.
Unfazed by the threat, Gibsie continued on his rampage. “You and that bitch were trying to get one over on him because he doesn’t want her, and you can’t do it where it counts.” Pressing his forehead to Cormac’s, he hissed, “On the pitch.”
“We don’t want any trouble in here tonight, boys,” the barmaid called out over the crowd. “Pack it in!”
“Trouble?” Gibsie laughed humorlessly, and then he swung his fist, catching Cormac straight in the jaw. “I’m going to rip this fucker’s head off,” he roared, barreling into him.
Several high-pitched screams erupted from the girls around us as both lads landed on a nearby table, sending chairs flying and glasses crashing to the floor.
I was out of my seat and closing in on my friend in seconds.
“Gibs!” I roared, dragging him off of Cormac, who was getting a few punches of his own in.
“Walk away, lad,” I commanded in a low tone as I clamped a hand on his shoulder and pulled him back to me. “This isn’t your fight.”
“Like hell it’s not,” he snarled, lunging forward so hard that I had to double my efforts to keep him at bay. “You’re my best friend and this prick has been disrespecting you for months.”
“Let him,” I replied calmly, catching Hughie’s eye and gesturing for him to get his arse over here pronto. “I don’t care, and neither do you.”
“Oh, I care,” Gibsie snarled, eyes locked on Cormac.
“Get this mental case away from me or I’ll kill him,” Cormac seethed, wiping a trail of blood from his mouth. “You’re a fucking lunatic, Gerard Gibson.”
“You’ll do nothing,” I snarled, glaring at Cormac as I took a protective stance in front of Gibsie.
Bella, who had been screaming her head off to the side, decided this was the perfect time to slip around me and get in Gibsie’s face.
“You prick,” she screamed, slapping him across the face. “Don’t you dare touch him.”
“Get out of his face,” I warned her, shoving my best friend behind me. “Now.”
“Or what?” she hissed, slapping me across the face. “You’ll set your guard dog on me, too?”
“Did you enjoy that?” I seethed, not even flinching. “Because that’s the only way you’ll put your hands on me again.”
She reared back and slapped me again.
I laughed into her face. “Go on. Go right ahead. Hit me all fucking night. It won’t change a thing.”
“Stop,” Cormac commanded, pushing her behind his back. “Don’t hit him.”
“He deserves it,” she screamed.
“Because I don’t want you?” I tossed back and laughed. “Oh yeah, because that’s how life works.”
“Don’t make me call the Gardaí on ye!” the older woman behind the bar screeched. “Pack of little gobshites.”
“No need for that, Mags,” Hughie announced, scrambling to intercept Gibsie’s swinging fist with his hand.
