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something hard and I whirled around surprised to find a gravestone. My gaze fluttered around taking in the peaceful cemetery around us. All of the dead people who got to witness…whatever just happened between Rhett and I.
    I stood quickly adjusting my purse.
    “You fucking bitch.” Rhett still laid on the ground holding himself.
    “It doesn’t feel good, does it big brother? To want to kill someone and fuck them all at the same time.” I smirked. “You made a big mistake.”
    And I turned leaving him there in the middle of the cemetery hanging on to his crotch for dear life.

THREE

    “Why are we stopping here?” Sarah asked when Rhett pulled the car to a stop some forty-five minutes later.
    I stayed out by the car for the rest of the funeral festivities, not bothering to walk over to where they lowered my mom into the ground. The bullshit things the preacher had to say about her didn’t interest me, and neither did the hole where her body would rot for eternity.
    Now I was in the car with Asshole and his significant other. I personally didn’t care why or where we were stopping. A permanent smile had plastered itself across my face since I left Rhett lying in the cemetery, even the ache under my skin for another bump couldn’t destroy my mood. One would think I would be angry more than anything for what Rhett had done, but that emotion had taken a backseat to the ‘I told you so’ feeling swimming in my veins. Maybe I was delusional; maybe everything that had happened today would crash into me later and destroy my sudden good mood. But for the moment I was happy to accept the feeling of joy.
    “Just have to grab something.” He hopped out and slammed the door.
    Sarah was silent while we waited for Rhett and I eyed her, wondering if she knew that he kept me from seeing my mom before she died.
    I doubt it.
    She was too pure for him to let her in on something like that.
    A few minutes later Rhett climbed back in the car. He wasn’t limping anymore. I smirked. Next time I would have to punch him harder. He turned around and tossed a small paper sack at me.
    “What is this?” I frowned at it.
    “It’s your medicine.”
    I met his calculating gaze in the rearview mirror. “Medicine? But we already got the hormones the doctor prescribed me.”
    “These aren’t hormones. These are to treat your STD.” The glint in his eyes turned down right sinister. “You have chlamydia. And you’re fucking lucky that’s all you have.”
    I blanched. “W-what?”
    “Did I stutter?”
    “Rhett!” Sarah exclaimed covering her mouth.
    I shook my head. “But she said we wouldn’t know anything for a few weeks. How could you—”
    “I’m a lawyer at one of the best law firms in the state. If I want test results rushed, I get them rushed, no questions asked.”
    “Rhett that’s something personal that only her and her doctor should discuss not you—”
    “Shut up, Sarah.” He didn’t even look at her, but kept his gaze on me, watching me in the rearview mirror.
    Sarah started blubbering in the passenger seat and frantically wiping at her face. I felt strangely touched that she tried to come to my rescue.
    I pulled out the little pill bottle and stared at it. There was only one pill inside. I have an STD? I had never really considered it before. Silly, but after I left I didn’t really care, or think past what I was going to do that day, even in the beginning before I started the drugs, I still bent over for those faceless men. Their hard cocks gave me purpose and once the drugs came they gave me an even bigger one.
    “Chlamydia doesn’t have symptoms and is curable by taking that pill,” Rhett said.
    Sarah gasped for air between sobs, her hands trembling in her lap.
    “Thanks for the info doctor asshole.”
    “I wouldn’t have to be an asshole if you weren’t a whore,” he snapped.
    “Do you really want to do this, Rhett? Right now? Right here in front of Sarah?” I stared daggers at him. If he wanted