Loving a Man Who Forgot Me Novel Chapter 64
He was already here. I ended the call and moved toward where the ringtone had come from.
Gio’s guitar case and the rest of his shit was propped against the wall, but no Gio.
I wandered further down the hall, picking up voices as I neared the bathroom. I stopped outside.
“You can’t keep lying. He’ll figure it out, Kat.” Kat?
“I know. It’s just that things are good right now. I’ll tell him soon, though.” That was definitely Katya’s voice. Tell who what?
“Like when?” Gio snapped. “He’s not an idiot. He’s going to notice.”
“I know, I know. I’ll tell him I lost the baby this week.” My stomach dropped and something in me went ice cold.
“Just let him get through the show, and let me have the rest of the weekend.”
I slammed open the door to the bathroom. Gio and Kat jumped apart, shocked looks on both of their faces.
I took in the white powder on the counter, and then Kat. Her eyes widened as she tracked my gaze. The icy pain in my chest turned to hot rage.
“What the fuck is this?” I roared. She held her hands up. “It’s not what it looks like,” she squeaked at the same time Gio said, “Just relax, man.”
I shoved him and he slammed into the wall. “Have you been feeding my pregnant wife coke?” “Calm down, asshole.” He pushed off the wall and got in my face. “Let Katya explain.”
I grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and forced him backward, slamming him against the wall again. “Did you give my pregnant wife coke, you fucker?”
“Don’t pretend to give a shit about her now,” he snarled. I reared back my arm and slammed my fist into his face, his nose crunched beneath the blow. Kat screamed. His head bounced off the wall and he slid to the floor as blood gushed from his smashed nose.
I spun around on Kat who backed up a step. “You lost the baby?” She bit her lip and tears pooled in her eyes. “When?” I shouted. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” she whimpered. “When did you fucking lose the baby, Kat?” I ground out, doing everything I could to keep my rage in check.
“Last week,” she choked. “That’s why I panicked and showed up at your parents. I wanted to tell you. I just didn’t know how. I was afraid. I’m so sorry, Abel.”
I grabbed the tiny bags of coke off the counter and waved them in her face. “Are you sorry about this too? Did you fucking kill our baby with drugs?” “No,” she shook her head furiously.
I slammed my hand down on the counter and she jumped. “Don’t fucking lie to me! Did you take drugs while you were pregnant?” “These things happen, Abel,” she whispered pathetically. “Miscarriages are really common.” “Did you or did you not take fucking drugs while pregnant with my baby?” I growled.
“Back the fuck off, bro.” Gio had climbed to his feet. He had one hand held to his nose which was still pouring blood. “I swear, motherfucker, if you gave her drugs while she was pregnant, I will kill you.” He backed up a step. “I’m out of here. This shit isn’t my problem.”
He turned and shoved through the door. I rounded on Kat again. “How could you snort up with that piece of shit, Kat?” “I swear I would never have hurt the baby.” “Right,” I snorted. “Like you haven’t wanted this from the beginning.”
“That’s not true,” she shook her head. “I didn’t do it on purpose. I was just so upset and scared to tell you. I bumped into Gio coming inside, and . . .” “And you decided getting high and continuing to lie to me was the best decision?” “I’m sorry,” she whimpered again.
“Is that all you can say?” She flinched but remained silent. I couldn’t even look at her for another second. I stormed out of the bathroom. The door swung shut behind me and I released a yell, “Fuuuuck!” I threw the phone in my hand and it shattered against the cement wall.