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Twin Peaks

... and smiled at me and said, “Hi Jack.” The other lady giggled and looked away from my glance. I didn’t say anything; I just held up my hand, wiggled the fingers and walked on. The party seemed to go well, and it was close to eleven o’clock. And because it was a weekday, Wednesday, we all still had work to come back to tomorrow. The DJ had started to play the slower tunes, and there were only about six couples on the dance floor, others had left, or were about to. One of the couples still on the floor was my ex and her bloke. Their bodies close, she had her hands underneath his arms and laid on his upper back, and his hands were on her arse, slowly fondled her as they moved and kissed. The music stopped, I wanted another drink, I stood and was about to make my way to the bar. I looked behind me to ask the only other person on my table if he wanted anything. And ‘Whack,’ I bumped into someone, it was the bloke. I stopped in my tracks, but he stumbled and almost fell. He looked like he had more than his fair share of drinks. I looked back around and said, “Sorry mate, you okay?” I wasn’t that sorry, and he wasn’t my mate, but I was too nice a person. He came up close to me and looked at me as if he wanted to kill me. I put out my hands and said, “It was an accident, okay.” He looked angry, his face reddened, his body stiffened and as I looked down to his hands, he had started to form a fist. I didn’t want that, not at her party. I looked to him and said, “Look mate, it was an ...

... accident. I’m sorry, what more do you want?” My ex shouted, “Rob, if you start anything, I’m leaving without you.” It looked like he didn’t care for her comment; by the look of him, he still wanted to punch something… someone… me. He took a step closer and his arm went back. And just as he lunged forward, I felt a shove on my arm, someone had pushed me to one side, and as ‘Rob’ threw his punch they were able to take hold of his arm and threw him to the ground like a ninja. It was Bap; holy shit, she over powered Rob, she had grabbed his arm, threw him over her shoulder, and he lay on the ground, flat on his back. Bap had a hold of his hand at the wrist, looked like she could have broken it with a bit more pressure, and she had a stiletto at his throat. Bap looked down straight into Rob’s shocked eyes and she said, “It’s over, okay!” Rob looked up from the ground; his eyes wondered from her to me, then back to Bap, he seemed to be as dumbfounded as I was, as we all were in the room. He just nodded. Bap let him go, and walked away. My ex, walked over to Rob, kicked him in the ribs and said, “Wanker.” She too walked away. I wanted to talk to Bap, sort of thank her, but I could not see her, I looked round everywhere, but she had gone, nowhere in sight. Rob got up and he went off somewhere, I didn’t care. I sat at the table as more people left, I just thought, forget the drink, let’s go home. My ex came up to me and she gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, “Good night Jack, I’m ...