Page 74 of Rebel Heart


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Bliss didn’t need telling twice. She grabbed my hand and towed me to the door, Kara following right behind.

“I’m sorry,” Bliss babbled as we hurried down a long, steep flight of stairs that would presumably let us out on the ground floor. “You just have no idea what it’s like. One minute I’m fine, then the baby shifts positions and I feel like I’m going to make a puddle on the floor.”

“Been there,” Kara called from behind us. “It’s the worst. It’s not much better after you have the baby either, to be honest. That cocktail was a mistake.”

We got to the bottom of the stairs right when the doors opened and people spilled out, all heading toward the exits.

“Oh damn, that must have been the last song,” I complained.

Bliss quickened her pace. “All the more reason for us to get to the bathrooms now before there’s a huge line. Let’s go!”

She strode toward the signs marked bathrooms like a woman on a mission. “I’ll text the guys and tell them to meet us down here somewhere. No point us going back up there when they’ll be down soon.”

The three of us managed to get to the bathrooms before the masses, but the crowds were worse when we got out. There were too many people, all trying to get out of a handful of narrow exits, and a lot of them were drunk and boisterous. I shot a worried look at Kara as the crowd closed in around us, and the two of us fought to keep people away from Bliss and her bump.

The closer we got to the exit, the worse the crush became. People around us started complaining, and an argument broke out to our left.

“I don’t like this,” Bliss murmured to me.

Neither did I. There was an anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach that warned shit was about to get out of hand. I had no idea where the guys were, but even if they were nearby, they weren’t going to be able to do anything when they couldn’t get to us.

An emergency exit sign lit up a door just ahead, and I was amazed no one had opened it yet. But maybe they weren’t trying to protect their best friend’s baby from crush injuries or accidentally ending up in the middle of a fight.

Fuck waiting for some underpaid official to decide there was a danger here.

I herded Kara and Bliss in that direction, fighting the flow of people who tried to force us deeper into the crowd.

Kara’s eyes were wide, and she gripped my fingers tightly. “There’s too many people!”

There wouldn’t be when I got that door open.

I fell hard onto the handle and nearly cried in relief when it opened into the cold night air.

The crowd behind us decided they were all taking this newfound exit too, and we were shoved out the door, people cheering behind us.

I breathed hard, the imminent danger passing, but I was still eager to get back to our group. Bliss, Kara, and I walked fast, the three of us clutching each other tight while my heart hammered.

“That was not how I anticipated this night ending.”

“Me neither.” Bliss gazed around as we walked along the road that seemed to ring the stadium. “Do you guys know where we are? This isn’t the side we came in on, is it?”

I didn’t recognize it either. “I think we came in a different entrance altogether.”

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and Fang’s number showed on the screen. I answered it. “Hey, you.”

“Where are you?” Fang practically growled into the phone.

Kara giggled, obviously able to hear him even from next to me. “You’re in trouble.”

I grinned. “I actually don’t know,” I told Fang. “Somewhere outside the stadium. I think we’re walking in the direction of the parking lot though, so just meet us there. Damn, there’s people everywhere. Did you enjoy the show?”

“I enjoyed watching you enjoy it. Kian is tracking your phone. Keep going. You’ll hit the parking garage in about another five minutes.” He paused. “Maybe six, if you’re walking at Bliss’s waddle rate.”

“I heard that,” she complained. Though she was indeed walking very slowly and had her hands supporting her bump.

I didn’t like her pained expression. Cars whizzed by to her right, but there was a seat just a little up ahead. “Do you want to sit for a mom—”

A plain white van screeched around the corner, bumping up onto the sidewalk. On instinct, I dropped my phone to grab Bliss, hauling her out of the way of the out-of-control vehicle.

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