We lasted just two weeks after that night. I reckoned it was my fault in a way. Maybe I didn't love Martin enough in the first place. Maybe the whole marriage was wrong from the start. So off he went to tell his mum and dad. The vicious bitch was on the phone an hour later. She was spiteful and so bloody infuriating, and then she dropped the bombshell, she wanted me out of the flat by the end of the week.
I just sat there and cried, which started Kelly off too.
My options were limited, wrong there, they were bloody nonexistent! Mum had moved in with this American record guy, and was living with him over the pond, so I was fucked there too!
But I'm nothing if not a devious little cow. It was time to go to work on Mrs Fuck-face Hayward, and her husband Wallace. Two days later Lucy had Kelly for the afternoon and I went off to see Mrs Hayward. God that bloody smile was so smug. She would have a burglar wondering if he was going to die on the spot!
"So, have you brought my key?" she asked, holding out her hand.
I hadn't even finished shaking my head when she started closing the door. I jammed my foot in the way and pushed her back. She stumbled and fell, and her shock turned quickly to anger. She was just about to start with the, 'how dare you' speech, when I tugged up my miniskirt and stood over her head.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, you crazy whore!" she yelled.
"You don't recognise this then? Oh but then you wouldn't would you? What if I told you, you had put your tongue up there?"
"Get away from me, that is disgusting," she said, trying to look away from my naked pussy.
I narrowed my eyes.
"Okay, let's make it a little easier for you. Think shed, think Kevin and Billy, think Olive?"
Her face slowly dropped. She pushed herself back against the wall. Those little scared eyes of hers searched back at my face for a few seconds. I lowered my skirt and moved back.
"What do you want?" she mumbled with trembling lips.
"The flat signed over to me. There, nothing else, just somewhere to bring up my daughter, and if you are real lucky I might sell it and move on."
"Wallace would never agree to that, he, he just wouldn't," she whimpered.
"Maybe you could suggest it tonight, over sherry?" I spat sarcastically.
"He won't, he won't, I just know it," she cried.
"You have got until midday tomorrow, if not, then well I guess you could always move in with me when Wallace kicks you out!"
I left her there shaking on the floor.
Wallace turned up at the flat looking very worried. He sat in the chair looking lost as he listened to me. I kept it simple, and he eventually poured his heart out. I told him I was going to tell his wife everything, unless he recounted all the details to me of what we did. He sat there rambling, but after a little prompting for me he spat it all out. I just smiled at him as he sat there getting hard. He reached out a trembling hand and mauled at my breast.
"You can't resist me, can you Wallace?" I purred, "Maybe I should just tell Audrey everything anyway. I bet she would go mad, I bet she'd kick you out."
His shaking hand recoiled, and then he held out a fistful of notes.
"Oh Wallace are you trying to bribe me?"
He snatched the money back.
"Anyway, it is your word against mine, Audrey will never believe a slut like you!" he spat.
"Well, Wallace, you have some balls there somewhere after all!"
Wallace stood up with anger growing all over his face. He raised his hand and slapped me across the face!
"Jackie," I called.
Wallace looked at Jackie in terror.
"Now I'm not sure what to do about this, but I guess I'll have to think for a few days. You know I really like this flat, it is a shame. Now trot off to she who must be obeyed like a good little man, and if you ever hit me again I'll call the police."
He shot out of the flat like a frightened rabbit.
"Do you really think it will work?" Jackie asked.
"Well, I'm sure when she suggests giving me the flat Wallace might think there is something going on. But he knows how much she hates me, and I don't think he'll risk telling her the truth. Well, we'll see tomorrow."
1 month later I was living in America with Kelly. Audrey refused to sign the flat over to me, but she said I could have it for the foreseeable future. I had rented the flat out to Lucy and Jackie for peanuts really.
Mum's new hubby was loaded, and Kelly and I had our own little house next to theirs. Over the following 2 years I travelled back to England every 4 months to stay with my friends, and more importantly, so that Kelly could stay with her dad for a few days. Even with all of this I felt like something was missing. But I had my daughter and she filled my time anyway. At least I could let my hair down with Lucy and Jackie when I was back in England. We were out clubbing one night just Lucy, me, and a few others from our year at school. Anne pointed to a big breasted girl who was all over this bloke on the dance floor.
"That is Martin's wife. She comes here quite a lot, and leaves with a different bloke every time."
I sat back and watched her dance and kiss this bloke, and grab him between the legs. He said something to her and she nodded with a grin. I watched her wave her wedding ring at him, and he grinned back and they went off hand in hand.
We sat chatting for awhile, and then someone mentioned Maria, our smiles dropped a little and we all started remembering our friend. For the next ½ an hour we sat and talked about Maria. Wondering what she would be like, if she would have married, that sort of thing. In the end we were laughing, putting her in all the different situations we could think of. It was nice to talk about her, and the next day I took Kelly to see Maria's mum. It was quite an emotional moment, but I think we both benefited from it.
Three days before I was due to fly back to America, Lucy, Anne and I were in a pub. I guess I haven't mentioned much about Anne before. She was always on the edge of our circle of friends, perhaps because she wasn't that pretty at school, and she was quite shy. But she had really blossomed, and her spots and dandruff had cleared up, and she had lost a few pounds
"Hello Gina."
