A Little Bit of Crazy (Little Bits) (26 page)

     “Shall I call someone to come get you?” she says but I shake my head. No, I need to numb. I pour another glass, effectively emptying the bottle. “Maybe you’ve had enough.”

     “I can still feel,” I giggle. “Never enough if you can still feel.”

     She frowns and sits beside me, “You want to talk about it?”

     I shake my head, “Not preticrulary.”

    “Ok, you’ve definitely had enough. I’ll call Marie.”

    “No,” I say and shake my head. “I’ll call someone now.”

    I pull out my phone and notice Lucas calling. I answer, “Hey you.”

    “Maya, are you ok?” he says softly.

    “Fucking fantastic,” I slur and drain my drink.

    “You’re drunk.”

    “That I am.”

    I hear James speaking in the background, “Let me talk to her.”

    “Don’t, I’ll just hang up,” I add emphasis to the P and giggle. “So, I have to go. Coz I have to go sleep somewhere.”

     “Can I come get you?”

     “No,” I say with finality. “I’m calling Marie. I have to go.”

     “Maya,” James shouts. “I’m sorry!”

     “
Te he Iate him. And I dot wannaear is dumb eshcushes.”

     “I didn’t get a word of that,” he laughs which for some reason makes me giggle too. “Ok, you call Marie. Text me when you’re safe.”

     I hang up and text Marie.

Maya:
Cim gat me at Sades. Fuck Jam, he bastrad. Man I hate. So dunk. Live you.

Marie:
Say what?

I growl and hand my phone to Harriet, she types into it quickly and hands it back.

     While I wait I mull things over, how can he be so heartless? How could he hurt me so much? I hate him! I hate him for making me feel this way! I hate him for making me love him! Why would he do this to me? Did I not show him I love him?

Let’s get laid, we’ll feel better
.

Amen to that!

     Marie shows up fifteen minutes later. She takes one look at me and wraps her arms around me. “Come on, let’s get you to mine.”

     I stumble to her car, barely able to hold myself up. We’re halfway to her car when a red eyed James comes into view.

     “Piss off,” I think I say and wave my arm but the movement sends me stumbling. Marie glares at James and helps me up in my laughing state.

     “You did this,” she hisses and James nods, “I fucked up. Let me get her home.”

     “Home, I don’t have  home,” I grumble as the pain lances through me again. “Iad a home, but it was ruined. I ways thought I ruin it, buyou ruin it. Now I ate you, an I never wanna see you again.”

     “Maya, baby, let me help you.”

     “I’ve got her,” Marie shouts and pulls me past him. “Piss off James.”

     “She’s my wife!” he bellows and steps in front of us again. “Please Marie…”

     “Oh, I’m your wife now. Was I your wife when you fucked bony blonde on the desk I paid for? In the office I fucking made for you? Was I your wife then James?” I screech and stumble forward a little, ok my voice sounded good that time. “Christ just go away.”

     “You fucking asshole you didn’t,” Marie gasps. I nod with a grim smile, “And he took pictures, taped them to fucking divorce papers. Rather than talking to me about it first, he got sweet revenge.”

     “I can’t understand what you’re saying sweetie,” Marie says and drags me to her car. That sounded good to me. She helps me into the passenger seat. I rest my forehead against the cool glass and watch as James and Marie argue by the car. Then everything goes black.

     Ouch, ouch, ouch! “You know what you need?” Marie says as I sip my coffee. I shake my head. “You need to get drunk and get laid.”

     “Yeah,” I agree. “That always used to make me feel better. Let’s go out tonight?”

     “Sounds like a plan, I’ll call the girls.”

     I shake my aching head, “Don’t. They will just judge. You know how they can be.”

     “Yeah, good point. Is it awful for me to say the situation sucks but this is definitely a silver lining? I get my drink buddy back!” I cringe as her voice gets louder and higher toward the end. “Come on, drink up your bloody Mary.”

     “I’m just going to finish up a few loose ends with work.” I say and pad over to her laptop. “Check my phone for me.”

     She picks it up off the breakfast bar as I email my staff, telling them I won’t be in the office for a while.

     “Sylvia is calling,” Marie says around a yawn. “I’ll talk to her.”

     “Don’t tell her,” I say and close the laptop. “I can’t deal with it right now.” My lower lip trembles as I think of James and that vile girl. “I want her fired.”

     “Hey Sylvia… no, yes… oh, he told you? Yes she’s…” she glances at me. “She’s shit Sylvia, she’s pretending she’s not but… yes of course I’ll tell her… No. Yes she did, it’s great isn’t it?     Alright. Thanks for calling. Take care.”

     I look up at her as she scrolls through my hundreds of messages. “What did she say?”

    “She knows, she’s sorry for James’ actions. Apparently he begged her to call and talk to you but she told him it’s his problem and he deserves the bed his made.”

     “Go Sylvia,” I snort and flop onto the couch. I wince when the banging on the door begins. “Tell him to fuck off.”

     Marie sighs and goes to the door, “What.”

     “I need to see her!” James whines and pushes past Marie. I sit up straight and remain indifferent. “Baby,” he coos and kneels in front of me. He rests his head on my lap and wraps his arms around me. “Come home. Please.”

     “I’m good here thanks,” I say and unwrap his arms from my waist. “How are you and Lucas getting on?”

     “He’s pissed at me. For what I’ve done but we’re getting to know each other. Amelia really loves you. She’s pissed at me too,” he chuckles but stops when he notices the blank look on my face. Remain strong, that’s it, don’t break down. You don’t care remember? He means nothing to you. “I’m sorry. So sorry. Tell me what to do and I’ll do it. I promise.”

     I roll my eyes, “Christ, you’re such a whiner. There’s nothing you can do. Thanks for giving me an excuse to be single again though.”

     “Don’t say that,” he bites out and clenches his hands into fists. “Don’t do something you’ll regret. Just because of what I did.”

     I snort and stand up, stretching my body like a cat, “Honey, I’m not about to do anything I don’t want to do. Sorry but I’m not going with you and I meant it when I said I never want to see you again.”

     “Maya…”

     “Just leave, you’re embarrassing yourself. I don’t want you. Get that into your head.”

     “Stop it, stop lying. Dammit Maya.”

     “Who says I’m lying? You know me, I don’t lie James. I don’t want you here. I’m just pissed you cheated first. It’s humiliating.”

     “Maya, I know I fucked up. Really bad, but everything just got on top of me. I just wanted you to…”

     I roll my eyes and sigh, “Feel how you felt
yada yada yada. Boring. You finished?”

     “You heard the woman,” Marie says smugly and stands beside me.

     James glares at her, “Stay out of this Marie. She’s my damn wife!”

     “Actually she’s not, the signed papers went to her lawyer about half an hour ago.”

     “What?” he shouts and grips my arm. “Don’t do this. Baby, please, don’t do this.”

     “Too late,” I shrug. “It was a fun run while it lasted.”

     “Now leave or I’ll have you removed,” Marie smiles, it’s menacing and a little frightening.

     “Maya, I love you, I won’t stop fighting for you. We are meant to be together! Please. Don’t do anything stupid.”

     I let out a shallow laugh, “You mean like fucking someone else? No, that’s your job right? I’ll do whatever I damn well please! Now get out.”

     “I’ll be back later,” he says and rubs his red eyes. “Don’t do this. Think about it first ok? And stop encouraging her Marie.”

     Marie gives him the finger and slams the door after him. “Well that was fun… not.”

     “I’m sorry,” I whimper and feel the tears I skillfully held at bay started cascading down my cheeks. “Dammit when did I get so weak?”

     “Hey,” she sighs and pulls me into her arms. “Why don’t you go have a shower, get dressed and we’ll go to lunch.”

     I nod and do as I’m told, it makes me feel better. I’m not sure whether reality has fully hit or maybe I’m just not bothered. Now the initial shock has worn off I actually don’t feel too bad. Yes when I saw James I wanted to rush into his arms and comfort him. Fuck knows why, he’s an asshole.

     So we get our glad rags on and hit the town. Marie is excited for a proper night out, I on the other hand just want to curl up in bed and sleep off my hangover.

     My phone bleeps as soon as we get inside the club. It’s heaving but we have a private VIP booth. “It’s Lucas,” I say and wave my phone at Marie.

Lucas:
Hey, we missed you today. Xx how are you?

Maya:
Sorry, I completely forgot! I’ll make it up to you. I’m fine, out dancing with Mari
e

Lucas:
Don’t do anything you’ll regret xx

Maya:
Already did, getting married to that asshole. I’ll pop by tomorrow, if that’s ok? Do you need anything?

Lucas:
We’re ok, don’t worry about us. Why don’t you come stay here? I hate the thought of you hurting. We can watch crappy movies and eat chocolate and whatever else chicks do to mend a broken heart.

Maya:
Haha, that does sound good but don’t worry, there’s no broken heart to men
d
See you tomorrow xx

     I shut my phone off and order shots. That’s what I need, more alcohol!

     Half an hour later our booth is full, the drinks keep on coming and Marie has us all in stitches. I’m sat beside a very cute male and his girlfriend, their names escape me. I think she was on some kind of reality TV show. She seems nice enough.

     “Want to dance?” Marie asks and motions to two hot males leaning over the table. The blonde on the right smiles at me sweetly. I shrug, down the contents of my glass and stumble my way to the dance floor.

     His hands are all wrong, they’re on me but they’re wrong, they aren’t warm like James’ they don’t grab the same way. It doesn’t matter how good of a dancer this guy is it’s just not right. Marie has disappeared somewhere, I think she’s gone off with the dude she was dancing with. She’s probably screwing him up the bathroom wall.

Man my heads spinning.

More shots
.

Yes, just what we need.

     Marie stumbles back to the dance floor looking disheveled and smiling like the cat that got the canary. I roll my eyes and giggle at her disastrous moves with her new male flavor.

     I need to go, I can’t stay here. The guy I’m dancing with just kissed me, it was awful and he tastes of cigarettes and beer. Yuck. I find Marie in the crowd and tell her I’m going. She hugs me and vanishes again, it’s our usual routine. At one time it was fun.

     Stumbling out of the club I flag down a taxi and jump in. It’s only two in the morning, he won’t mind will him? Nah, I doubt it.

     I giggle as I get into the elevator. Why am I here? I have no idea. Closure?    I knock a little loudly on the door and James answers, he’s fully clothed in a crisp black suit with a sexy shadow of a beard on his face. His hair looks like he’s been running his hands through it for hours and his eyes scream lack of sleep. It’s his eyes that startle me the most, red rimmed from exhaustion or maybe tears. Who knows?

     “Hey,” I say and stumble into him.

     “Maya,” he breathes and wraps his arms around me. “What are you doing here?”

     I shrug and kick my shoes off. Turning to him once more I place my hands on his solid chest, feeling the bulging muscles with tense fingers. “Touch me,” I say and place his hands on my hips. The warmth of his palms seeps through my dress and into my skin. His fingers bite into my flesh just perfectly. I watch his wary eyes as I press my lips to his.

     “I need you,” I mumble and slowly push his blazer of before tackling his shirt. “Right now.”

     I free him from his pants and wrap my legs around him. He slams me into the wall and impales me quickly and frantically as if his life depends on it. “We should talk,” he groans but I shut him up with my mouth. I cry for him to go harder, faster, to hold me tighter until tears are streaming from my eyes. Not from the immense pleasure I feel but from the pain of my heartbreak. The pain of his lack of trust and betrayal.