“Rebuilt  289 Cu. In. engine. Holly four barrel carburetor. Cobra valve covers and air cleaner. C-4 automatic transmission.”

I point to whatever I feel like as I mention them. He doesn’t know the difference and I know it pisses him off. He hated when I would be better at anything, especially the ’masculine’ things like cars and getting girls. I guess it made him feel like the pussy he is. Ha. I throw in an innocent smirk. Cherry on fucking top.

“Anything else T.H.?”

I keep my smirk intact, pissing him off even further.

“Don’t call me that”

He says it in a hushed manner and I quickly glance around to see a miniscule portion of the crowd’s eyes our way. I laugh inwardly. He’s such a pussy. I mean, it’s like 5 people watching us. I’m gunna wreck his bad boy rep/façade right now.

“What was that T.H.? I didn’t quite get that T.H. would you mind repeating that for me T.H.?”

I use the acronym as many times as possible. If I’m gunna do this I’m gunna have to get him to break.

“Don’t fucking call me that!! My gawd damn fucking name is Aiden! Fuck!”

Bingo.

“But T.H…..Aiden is a name a person would have. You know……a human? Something with a heart. Last time I checked you don’t have one of those. So I recognize you as my little T.H….my little Thieving Harlot.”

I think that’s loud enough. More than. His face is so twisted with anger and embarrassment, that it’s almost unrecognizable.

Ok…so I exaggerated a bit. But you should see his face. Sure as hell he’s miffed. Next thing I know he grabs the front of my shirt and lifts me off the ground and into his face. I lean in real close and whispered.

“Aww….look at you. You’re just such a manly man. Hitting a woman……again”

‘Man I should just learn when to keep my fucking mouth shut, now Gabby’s gunna be up all night fussing over me’

T’was the only thought going through my mind as I wiped the blood from my now busted lip and rise to my feet. I look towards Gabby first, pleading with my eyes that she stays put. I can’t stomach her getting hurt because of me. She gives me a firm but hesitant nod.