Fighter

Chapter 11: Mad Dog

I stumbled in the house, it was around eight in the morning, after I dropped Tommy off, I ended up going to my boyfriends house... Well we weren't really together it was just more of a... Thing.
Pete Grimes, but everyone knew his as Mad Dog, met him at Colt Boyd's gym.
Jade hated him so much, always telling me I needed to leave him, she was right I mean he didn't treat me well, but I put up with it. We fought hard last night, he even tried to hit me, but having a military background helped me stop him before I left.

I didn't notice Jade at the table, waiting for me to get home, I guess she woke up in the middle of the night and wasn't able to sleep when she couldn't find me.

"Where the fuck were you?" She said, crossing her arms. It was then I noticed Tommy cooking something on the stove. This confused me, I swear I dropped him off last night? Maybe o was too drunk and started making up shit. "You were with mad dog weren't you?" She hated him so much she even refused to use his name. Tommy's eyes shot up and glared at me. My eyes were red and puffy, I had been crying, though I tried my best not to show it, but nothin like St ever got past Jade. "The fuck did he do now?! I'm gonna kill him!" She stood out of her seat, o was hungover, I was angry, I wanted to sleep but knew I couldn't. I walked past Tommy like he wasn't there, sitting next to Jade at the table, she put her arm around me and pulled me into a hug, "you deserve better darling" I sighed, I knew she was right.... I don't know why I couldn't listen. Tommy placed food in front of Jade, looking at me.

"You uh, you hungry?" He asked, his voice not so menacing.

"Yes she is" Jade answered for me, she looked a lot better today, and she wasn't even high right now, I guess Tommy made sure, in a way I was glad he was here, she'd probably be shooting up because I wasn't home to stop her. Tommy pushed a plate of toast, eggs and bacon at me, giving me a half smile, I couldn't tell if he was just mocking me or if he felt bad, either way, I didn't give a fuck. I didn't ask him about last night, not in front of Jade, I was beginning to think it didn't actually happen. I ate slowly, my stomach was turning and my head was pounding. Jade handed me one of her prescription pain killers, I wasn't supposed to take it, but she let me have a few when I was in pain. I took it, scarfing it down with water and continued eating.  Jade all of a sudden noticed a bruise on my arm, she grabbed and examined it, her face became angry. "Naomi" she spoke sternly "did he put his fucking hands on you?"

Tommy turned around to look at us, I don't know why, it was none of his business. But I shook my head to answer her. "No... He uh, grabbed me when I was leaving, a bit too hard" I sighed, rubbing the bruise. I thanked Tommy for breakfast and slowly wandered into my room, hoping that I could sleep this hangover off.