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“I do not,” Chastity hisses back, screwing up her face “I’m fine”

I look back at Clancy “Then call Doctor Olivette Tell him to meet us at Presbyterian Hospital”

Clancy nods, the phone already to his ear

I try to control the rage building like a pressure cooker inside of me

“Your friend is drunk,” I seethe, wanting to kill hiain for being anywhere near her

She whirls toward the driver, her eyes wide “He’s not a friend This is an Uber”

Awith this piece of shit, but it’s short-lived when he opens his mouth

“I'm not drunk, asshole” He rubs his face with both hands “You ca hearse!” His voice is thick, the words slurred

I bring my fist back and drive it into the little shit’s face, cracking his nose, blood spraying and running down his lips and over his chin dripping fro a beard

“Jesus Christ!” He squeals, staggering back “What the fuck, man?”

Chastity is next toher hands on o away”

Her words squeeze aroundthat keepsthe shithead into the asphalt

“Looks like he hit his nose on the steering wheel” Clancy raises his eyebrows as he steps closer to ot out of the car Police, fire, EMS are on the way and Doctor Olivette will be waiting for you at the hospital”

“I’ to the hospital,” Chastity interjects, her voice tight “I’m fine, first of all And second, I don’t have insurance so it’s stupid to go when I’m fine”

“You are going and you don’t need insurance,” I answer, seeing the conflict in her glea That’s the end of it”

“I am able to make decisions for myself, you know”

“Good to know,” I answer “But right now, you’re not”

I watch her perfect pink lips tighten as she ponders a response