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Though his eyes were full of anger and spite, I saw fear there too.
     
    “Everything I did for you and this is how you fucking repay me?  I saved you from your shitty life.  I gave you everything.  You’re a whore, Maria.  A slut.  You’re no better than that drunken bitch of a mom of yours.  You’re worthless,” he told me.  Stone didn’t move, waiting to see where this would go.  Part of me wished he would have cold cocked Bobby and sent him to the pavement.  But I knew I had to do this and I think Stone felt that way too.
     
    But it wasn’t easy.  I heard it already in my head, that Bobby was right.  I was worthless.  I owed him a debt and I was a whore for going out with Stone.  I wasn’t any better than my mother and I should just give up like she did.  But I fought to ignore those thoughts.  I pushed them away and in their place, I found strength.  I glanced at Stone and he nodded subtly.  He had my back and that was all I needed to stand up for myself and fight.  But I wasn’t dumb enough to fall into the trap Bobby had set, to mix it up with him.
     
    “I’m moving out.  I’m moving in with Stone.  You better get used to it, Bobby.  I’m not yours anymore,” I said.  I was shaking, breathless and dizzy but I also felt elated and powerful.
     
    “I don’t want your fat ass in my house anyway,” Bobby said and whistled.  He turned and I looked past him to see a buxom blonde with fake tits saunter out of the clubhouse.  She walked right up to Bobby, slipped her hand under his arm and stroked his chest.  She glared at me, daring me to say something.  She was sure she had stolen a prize from me.  She couldn’t have been more wrong.  I glanced at Stone again and he wore that smirk.
     
    “I see you’ve already found a new pet to fetch you beers and listen to your incessant rantings,” I said to Bobby and then looked at the girl.  Poor thing.  I hoped she was stronger than she looked. “Good luck, honey.  You’re going to need it,” I said, turned and walked away.  I caught a glimpse of Stone as he followed.  He was fighting hard to not laugh out loud.  I could almost feel the steam coming out of Bobby’s ears.  That wasn’t what he wanted from me.  He wanted tears and pleading.  He got something else entirely.
     
    I admit that part of me felt bad for being mean but that was just noise.  I was ecstatic.  Telling Bobby off was so liberating.  I was free.  Honestly, the only real downside was the pity I had for that poor girl.  Bobby had obviously latched on to her to spite me...assuming he wasn’t sleeping with her behind my back already.  I didn’t care either way but I doubt she knew what she was in for.  I just hoped Bobby wouldn’t take out his anger towards me on her.
     
    Stone and I left the garage to go to Bobby’s apartment.  I cleaned out my stuff, half expecting Bobby to show up and make trouble but he didn’t.  I saw him for what he was now.  It was so clear that I don’t know how I didn’t see it before.  He was a boy, a scared little boy that blustered and acted tough to intimidate others and make up for his own inadequacies.  I admonished myself for staying with him for as long as I had but I didn’t let it get the best of me.  Bobby was in the past now.
     
    My stuff fit in my car easily.  There wasn’t much to take.  Bobby had all the stuff I needed beyond clothes and some personal belongings.  He already had the kitchen stuff, the television and the furniture.  But he could barely figure out how to use the laptop except to look at porn so I took that too.  We unloaded the stuff at Stone’s house and were relaxing and drinking beer on his back deck by eight that evening.
     
    “That wasn’t so bad,” I remarked.  Stone turned to regard me.
     
    “No, but I suspect Bobby is not finished.  With us or with messing with the club,” Stone replied.
     
    “I knew you were going to say that.” I said.
     
    “I know