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“Don’t believe a thing Alice tells you, Angus, if she is dobbing. I will tell you the truth when this bitch gets off me. She’s the one who assaultedme.You can clearly see she is sitting on me, holding me down.”
“Wow, you actually are trying to sell that rubbish as gospel. How do you think Shamus is going to react when I tell him you trespassed onmyproperty and attackedme?” Oh, this response is going to be good. I can tell from the ugly narrowing of her eyes as the cogs in her tiny brain move that she’s working on a lie.
“Your word against mine. I am a top model. I have influence. The MacDougalls are practically family.”
“I seriously doubt that.”
“Theywillbelieve me over your word,” she whisper-hisses like the she-devil she is.
Add delusional to the list.
She strains her neck to the side to look around me. “I can see you only have a retarded eyewitness from where I am lying,” she spits out a little too loudly. “Nobody will believeherword over mine.”
I see red. “Ooo.You. Did.Not.Just. Speak. That. Foul. Word,” I grind out each word slowly.
“—What the hell did I just hear ye say, Birgitta?” Angus roars over the top of my anger-fueled words.
Dammit! Alice would have heard that foul word. I dig my nails into Birgitta’s skin a little too hard.
“Ouch.Stop that. You mark my skin, and I will sue your ass.”
“Oops.”Sorry, not sorry.
“How low can ye go, Birgitta. Yer mother should wash yer mouth out with soap.” Disgust laces Angus’s words. “Ye will apolo—”
“I am not retarded,” Alice says softly, cutting Angus off. My heart breaks for her. “I am Down syndrome.”
“Damn straight, Sweet Alice. Some people are so ignorant.” I could kiss Angus for his big ol’ protective heart.
And that is that. What more can get said on the matter? But there is something. “Birgitta, you will apologize for your vile comment toward Alice. How dare you refer to my friend in that terrible manner. You are a piece of sh—”
“Help me, Angus,” my prisoner screeches, wriggling, trying to look around me, but I won’t give her those inches.
“Lady, you don’t need any help. You put yourself in this situation by tackling and assaulting me. I am merely defending myself from further physical abuse. Apologize. Now.”
“Ye heard, Ophelia. Do the right thing.”
“Angus?” She sounds like a five-year-old now, but even they would behave better.
He doesn’t reply.
I let out a heavy sigh, shaking my head. “Don’t take up auditioning for movie roles. You suck.”
“You don’t know me,” she growls, no longer caring to pretend in front of Angus
“Right back at ya. You come ontomyproperty and disrespect my friend and me. Who is in the wrong here? Not me.”
She makes a frustrated petulant scream-growl deep in her throat.
“I am going to get off you now, so behave like an adult, and let’s call this a day. Nod if you can do that for me.” I wait for her to nod.
I am still waiting for that apology.
“Angus,pleaseget this crazy bitch off me,” she moans in that childish whiney voice. Maybe this is her personality.
I look to the sky for patience to get delivered by the bucket load.
“Ophelia, I have filmed everything,” Alice says proudly. “You can get up because I have proof. She is a nasty person.”
