Serendipity (Book 2)

24 Hours by Gabsikle

Chapter 21

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9:00 PM

Carly and Gibby watched as Alan flew at Freddie, knocking him to the ground. He slugged Freddie in the mouth.

"Gibby," Carly said, "Go get a bouncer to break up the fight."

"What should I say about it?"

"Tell them Alan started it."

Gibby ran off.

Carly turned back to her friends. She watched Sam kick Alan in the side. He fell off Freddie. Sam screamed something at Alan, but Carly was too far away to hear. Sam went to attack Alan again, but Freddie quickly got up and held her back.

Out of the corner of her eye, Carly saw Gibby go up to their friends with a bouncer. Carly then made her way over to them.

When she reached them, she heard Alan yelling, "Those two started it!"

"That's a lie!" Sam screamed.

"Excuse me," Carly said to the bouncer. "I'm a witness."

"So you can tell me what happened?"

"Well, the blonde was making out with him, but he got too grabby. She tried to push him away, but then he slid his hand up her dress. She hit him for trying to touch her inappropriately, I guess. Then that young man went to defend her, but Mr. Touchy jumped him."

"I think she broke my ribs!" Alan yelled. "And look at my nose!"

"He's obviously very drunk," Gibby said.

"I did taste alcohol while I was kissing him," Sam told the bouncer.

"And he reeked of it while assaulting me," Freddie added.

The bouncer grabbed Alan and led him away.

"So," Sam said. "Wanna do a quick shot then leave?"

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As they walked to the bar, Sam's mind was going a mile a minute. Freddie had come to her rescue, even though she didn't need it. And he did it, even though Alan could have easily kicked his ass. It kind of made her heart flutter. Which was so fucking stupid. She should be pissed.

They reached the bar.

"You okay?" Gibby asked her.

"Yeah."

The bartender gave them all their shots.

"Freddie, do a countdown," Carly said with a smile.

"In five... four... three... two..." They downed their shots.

"God, it burns the throat," Freddie said.

"Stop being a pansy," Sam told him. "It's a good burn. It'll put hair on your chest."

Freddie rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's get back to the car. You driving, Gib?"

Gibby nodded. He put his arm around Carly as they walked out.

"It looks like it's gonna rain," Sam said when they got to the parking lot.

"I told you it was supposed to rain," Freddie said.

Carly said, "It better wait until after we skinny dip."

"Hey, Fredman."

"Yeah?"

"Why'd you punch Alan?"

Freddie stopped walking and so did Sam. Gibby and Carly kept going.

"I punched him because he tried to fucking finger rape you."