Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Forty Five

  I grabbed my handbag from the hallway and flung myself out of the front door before Gary nor Mark could get down the stairs and stop me.
The crisp winter air hits the back of my throat as I inhale deeply. Shit. Fuck. Libby what are you doing?!
I don't know, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm just walking, away from Gary, away from Mark. Yea, that's it I'll go back when Marks gone.
The sound of my phone ringing makes me jump.
Incoming Call...Garyx .
"Hello?" I Bearly whisper.
"Lib, where are you Babe?" I just want to break down at the sound of Gary's voice, I bit my lip.
"I-I erm, I just need to go and get something."
"From where?" I know he doesn't believe me, he's not thick.
"Er the shop." Well thats pathetic Libby!
"The shop? Lib are you okay?- is everything okay?"
"Yea Gary I'm fine." I quickly wipe away the tear rolling down my cheek. "I'll be 10 minuets, okay?"
"alright then Baby, see you in a bit ye?"
"Gary."
"yea?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Libby, I'll se you in a sec."

And then he's gone, and I'm just left walking the streets of London again because I don't know what else I can do.

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About fifteen minuets later I slip back into the house. I think Marks finally gone because i can hear Gary humming to himself in the kitchen, so i edge my way into the hallway.
"Erm. Gary?" I freeze when i hear Marks voice. Hes in the kitchen. With Gary. Why is he still here?!
"What?" Gary tone is bland, bored almost.
"What the fuck is this?"

I twist to the side so i can see what Mark is talking about. My hand shoots to my mouth to stifle my gasp of sheer horror. Its my pregnancy scan. Hes holdig my pregnancy scan! Hes been though my stuff! Through my handbag.
"Thats Libbys scan." Garys answer is short again.
"W-what do you mean 'Libbys scan?"
"Libby's pregnant. Thats her scan."
"Well it would have been nice to have been told!" Marks tone is suddenly a lot more aggressive.
"Well, not being funny mate, but its not exactly any of your business."
"But surley it it?"
"Erm, sorry Mark. But im not sure where your getting that from!"
Oh shit. Hes getting angry! Garys getting angry, no Mark. Dont make him angry, for fucks sake do you have no sense of fear?
"Well because Libbys a good friend of mine!" Mark takes a step toward Gary, raising his voice that little bit more.
"Yea." Gary mumbles, its hardly even audible. "Im sure she fucking is."
"Alright mate. Dont you get snotty with me. Im expressing the fact that im hurt i want told!"
"NO!" Gary shouts suddenly, making me jump away from the crack in the kitchen door slightly. "Your expressing the fact that your now disappointed that you have a slimmer chance of fucking her and luring her away from me like you did with Nicole!"
Shit. Fuck. Hes going to swing for him. Oh shit i should go in. NO LIBBY!
"No offence mate." Marks got an evil glint in his eye. "But im already half way there."
"What?"
I should go in, but im frozen solid in the door way.
"Well, we fucked each other earlier, just before you came in actually."
FUCK NO. FUCK NO. NO. But its too late, and before i have chance to do anything, Mark is lying on the kitchen floor, blood pouring out of his nose. Garys angry eyes meet mine through the crack in the doorway.
"What the fuck do you want?!"
I want to cry. Whys he speaking to me like this?!...shit. He doesnt believe Mark does he?!
"Come on then! Come and pick your boyfriend up off the floor!"
"No Gary, wait!" I burst into the kitchen, tears burning my eyes. "Gary, you dont believe him do you?!"
"Hes done it before!"
"Yes Gary! With someone else! I love you!" Im now totally ignoring Mark who has staggered to his feet and slumped himself over the breakfast bar.
"Do you?! Do you though?!" Gary takes a step towards me, shouting so loudly i think he might actually burst my eardrums. Ive never seen him this angry. I mean, ive seen him angry, ive seen him drunk and angry. But nothing compares to this. And ive never been more terrified in my life.
"Gary..." I push the word out, but its bearly a whisper. "Please, lets just talk."
"Talk?!" Gary scoffs, recoiling slightly. "Why dont you go, take your boyfriend and fucking talk with him!"
"Baby dont be stupid!"
"Libby, we should go." Marks voice sounds behind me.
"GET OUT MARK. GET THE FUCK OUT. DONT YOU THINK HURTING HIM ONCE IS ENOUGH?!" Im screaming at him, i dont think ive ever been so upset and angry and afraid in my life. But its worked, reluctantly and looking surprised to say the least, Mark picks up his phone and jogs to the door. The silence is deafening.

"I think you should go."
"Sorry?" I cant believe what i just heard.
"I think you should get your stuff, and get out Libby."
I gasp, i cant help it as the tears start to roll uncontrollably down my cheeks. "G-Gary don- you dont need to do this! C-come, on. Please?"
"Do you love me Lib?" Gary lifts his head, fixing his gaze on mine.
"More than anyone in the world Gary." I breathe.
"I dont think you do..."
Im angry again now, so angry. What have i dont to deserve all this shit hes giving me?! Nothing!
"Why the fuck do you think im carrying your baby then Gar-" But i don't get to finish the sentence because i dont think ive ever felt more pain in my life. All i can do is let out a straggled cry as i collapse to the floor.