Off The Ice

Chapter 36

Sutton's POV

Harry and I walk into the party while it's in full swing. I don't even want to know what's going on in the bedrooms down the hall. Instead I march right up to Karly who's basically getting dry-humped on the kitchen counter. I yank her hair back to detach her neck from the random guy's mouth and walk around to the side of the counter she's facing. "Fuck!!" She yells. "What was that for, bitch?"

"If you think that hurt then you have no idea what you're in for. I suggest you move," I say to the guy standing in between her legs. His drunkenness leads him away from Karly and in seconds he latches on to another girl. 

"What do you want?" Karly asks with a sadistic tone.

"To inflict horrible pain upon you so the levels match those of which you have given to Gemma. You know, same 'ol, same 'ol."

She snickers and rolls her head. "Ahhh, that bitch hid it coming."

"Hold on for a second. Let's take a math class real quick. Gemma has lived in the UK for three years now? You're how old? 17? 18? Which means that whatever she did was when you were about 14 or 15, correct? Here's a tip: Get the fuck over it."

Karly hops off the counter, taking a bottle of murky liquid with her. After taking a swig from the bottle she says, "You think you're so tough now that you're fucking Mr. Badass over there. Guess what, hun? This is all a placebo for you. You think that since you're with him then all of his aggressive and tough tendencies have been passed to you. Think again, doll. You're the still the scrawny, fragile little girl you were when you met him. He still doesn't care about you or anyone. This time next week he'll have moved on to another girl and you'll go back to being the virgin Mary you are. Nothing's changed."

I don't know what comes over me but I instantly grab her by her hair and throw her to the ground before I get on top of her and punch her twicr. Hard. Then I get up and rear my leg back.

"EVERYONE OUT NOW!! PARTY'S OVER!!" I hear Hastings yell. I ignore him and send my leg flying to her stomach.

At that point I realize everyone is staring at me so I just stand there and look at Karly crumpled on the ground, trying to get up. "Karly!!!" Hastings runs over and helps her up before yelling again. "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!!!!! I MEAN IT!!!!!!!" I watch as everyone scurries around, trying to go through the exit. Once they all clear Hastings walks Karly to the couch and sits her down. "What the fuck did your crazy girlfriend do?" He asks Harry.

I stay over by the kitchen as Harry replies. "I'm guessing she kicked your crazy sister's ass for beating the shit out of my sister."

"Please, that bitch had it coming and you know it," Karly says, her mouth filled with blood from my punches to her face. 

They continue having a conversation about Gemma and what happened and all I can think is about what I've just done. I just hit someone. I have just made someone bleed. I made someone hurt. Physically. I physically hurt someone. Something I told myself years ago I would never do.

I look at my hands and see bruises forming on my knuckles at the same time my right foot begins to hurt from the amount of force I used to kick her. I feel bad, but then I remember this is Karly and she did worse to Gemma so it cushions the blow of guilt but not by much. I tell myself I'm not going to cry until I'm out of here so I start heading to the door as Harry says, "Please, you're just as sick and twisted as you were before. This is probably just an act. Sutton let's go." 

"Harry hold up," Hastings says. He tries to grab Harry by his shoulder to stop him from leaving but Harry just turns around and punches him to the ground.