On the Divide Part 3 ~ Outside the Margins ~ by Freddy MacKay ~ Freddy MacKay: Outside the Margins

Join us as Freddy MacKay goes Outside the Margins.

Freddy MacKay OtMOn the Divide Part 3 ~ Outside the Margins ~ by Freddy MacKay

Hello, everyone, and welcome to the Prism Book Alliance Blog today. I am Freddy MacKay, one of the contributors to Outside the Margins. For my part, I decided to go with 500 – 1000 word flash fiction pieces, so please forgive, as these aren’t professionally edited (I did try to catch my mistakes though).

You can find Part One of On the Divide HERE: http://www.prismbookalliance.com/2014/11/on-the-divide-part-1-freddy-mackay-outside-the-margins/

You can find Part Two of On the Divide HERE: http://www.prismbookalliance.com/2014/12/on-the-divide-part-2-by-freddy-mackay-freddy-mackay-outside-the-margins/

On the Divide – Part 3 by Freddy MacKay

Cooper pushed through the crowd, fuming, hating every moment. Somehow he would find a way to make Evelyn pay for this bullshitery. If she had just listened to him in the first place, a mob of angry twinks wouldn’t be pulling her clothes and pushing her around.

But no, Evelyn had to be that girl. The gay guy’s girl BFF, helping them get laid and lament over whatever guy broke their heart. No fucking thanks. He didn’t ask, she shouldn’t have assumed.

One more push and he’d be able to reach her. She so fucking owed him. Maybe she would quit the cafe. No. Good luck with that fantasy.

“You really want to save her?”

Cooper jerked back and glanced to his right. Harlan bent his head in the direction of the mob.

“You may never be able to set foot in here again if you claim her.”

Now that had some merit to it. “I’m okay with that. This isn’t my scene.”

Harlan gave Cooper a look he didn’t understand but he shrugged and gave a curt nod. “If that’s how you want it.”

“I just want my bed.”

“That I can help you with.” Harlan shouted, which caused the mass of gyrating bodies separate like the Red Sea.

“Neat trick. Mind teaching me sometime? I could use it at closing time at the cafe.”

“Which cafe?”

“The Jolt. Over on Cedar.”

“Huh. Well, only if you promise to come back without her.” Harlan pointed to Evelyn.

“Trust me. She and I will be having a long talk after this.”

Harlan pressed against Cooper, head dipping so his mouth touched Cooper’s ear. “Think she’ll listen?”

“No.”

“Didn’t think so.”

Harlan moved in front of Cooper and led them to the angry ball of twinks. She was surrounded but somehow managed to come off as the most menacing. Like a dog gone mad.

Evelyn had one hand on her hair, holding it from being pulled on by one of the guys, while the other held the front of her shirt to her chest. Swears, threats, and the occasional kick, came from her. She twisted and turned, her voice sometimes matching the wails in the music.

Harlan put two fingers in his mouth and whistled, loud and long. Immediately hands clapped to people’s ears, including Cooper. Goddamn that was loud.

“All right guys. No need to give us a bad name. Let the girl go.”

Shouts from every which way went up.

“The cunt started it!”

“She’s feeling up every single guy here!”

“Her hand went down my pants after I told her to back off!”

“Bitch ground up against me and grabbed my junk.”

“She pushed everyone off Alan and refused to let go of him when he told to take a hike!”

Cooper edged back a step or two. Maybe he could still make it to the door. But the look that Harlan gave him said otherwise. Indeed, a circle had formed around them when he wasn’t paying attention.

Goddamn it.

Ross pushed into the circle. “Evelyn!” And run up to her. “You all right?”

Every twink involved in the spat turned and glared at him.

Better him than me.

Cooper felt absolutely remorse when the crowd surged toward Ross. Voices rose again, the guys turning a more favorable target.

“Bastard!”

“Asshole!”

“Why did you bring that bitch here?”

Stubby’s don’t need pussy like hers!”

“Cunt!”

“Dumb fuck!”

Ross put his hands up and took a few steps back. “It was her idea. She wanted to give Cooper a good time.”

The crowd stopped in their assault, a few of them looking around, probably trying to spot Cooper. He flinched when one of them made eye contact. It was the twink he fought off earlier.

“You Cooper?”

Unfortunately, he was. Cooper sighed and nodded his head in defeat, letting a long “yeah.”

The twink pointed a thumb at Evelyn. “Get your bitch outta here.”

She yelled, “I am not a bitch you pint sized little shit!”

The music stopped. When had the music stopped? A small murmur went through the crowd. The aggressive little twink and Evelyn squared off. Yes, indeed. The night was about to get worse.

End Part 3

~ Freddy MacKay

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2 thoughts on “On the Divide Part 3 ~ Outside the Margins ~ by Freddy MacKay ~ Freddy MacKay: Outside the Margins

  1. Something tells me this was not what Cooper had in mind for the evening….nice place to leave us hanging!!! Can hardly wait for the next installment!

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