Free The Traitor by Kimberley Chambers Page B

kissed her on the cheek. ‘How’s my girl? Been looking after that chavvie for me, have yer?’
    Frankie ignored him. Jed stank of booze, fags, and his clothes smelt sweaty and stale. She was livid with him and didn’t want him anywhere near her.
    ‘I know you’re awake,’ he said cockily.
    Frankie opened her eyes. ‘Leave me alone, Jed, I’m tired,’ she said angrily. ‘Go and have fun with your cousin. You can talk about what girls you pulled.’
    ‘We never pulled no girls, Frankie. Me and Sammy knew you were awake, we saw the light go off as we drove in. We’ve been winding you up, you dinlo.’
    Unable to stop her eyes welling up, Frankie turned away from him. ‘I was worried sick. I thought you’d had an accident. Why was your phone switched off all night?’
    Jed lay down next to her. ‘’Cause me battery ran out. Don’t have the hump, Frankie. Stag nights go on for hours and I ain’t had a night out with the boys for ages, have I? Surely you don’t begrudge me a good time once in a while?’
    As his arms went around her waist, Frankie moved away from him. She could feel his hard-on, but he smelt like a tramp and sex was the last thing she fancied, especially with Sammy in the next room. ‘I need to get some sleep, Jed.’
    Annoyed, Jed stood up. ‘I’ll speak to you later,’ he said, as he slammed the bedroom door.
    Over in South London, Eddie was ready to strike like a viper. As a grinning Baz put the towel around his extra-large midriff, Eddie made his move.
    ‘You fucking fat cunt, take that,’ he shouted, as he came at Baz from the side and aimed the file straight at his right eye.
    As luck would have it, Eddie had taken Baz completely by surprise. His aim was spot on and as the big man fell to the floor in agony, Ed pulled the file out of one eye and aimed straight for the other. ‘That’s what you get for slagging off my family, you fat piece of shit.’
    As Baz’s three mates ran towards him, Ed stood up with the file pointing their way.
    ‘Help me! I can’t see. I’m blind, I’m fucking blind!’ Baz screamed hysterically.
    Baz’s mates saw the state of his face and stopped, rooted to the spot. There was blood pouring from both his eyes, and it looked as if he was crying red tears.
    As Eddie walked towards them, all three of Baz’s friends took a step backwards. ‘You saw nothing, you mugs, and I swear if you say one word, you’ll have no fucking eyes left as well.’
    The three men all held their hands up. ‘We didn’t see anything,’ they repeated one after the other.
    Knowing that it was time to leave, Ed couldn’t resist a closer look at the bleeding, screaming mess he’d just attacked. He lifted his foot and kicked Big Bald Baz as hard in the bollocks as he could. ‘You grass me up, or ever say one more word about my wife or dad, I’ll cut your fucking heart out next time, got me?’
    ‘I can’t see. For fuck’s sake get me some help,’ Baz screamed in agony.
    Eddie washed the blood off his hands, smirked, and sauntered out of the shower room.
    Joey was a bundle of nerves as he and Dominic headed towards Rainham in a taxi.
    ‘You haven’t got to tell them tonight if you don’t want to,’ Dominic said kindly.
    ‘I want to. If me and you are gonna be truly happy, we can’t live a lie.’
    Admiring his boyfriend’s strength of character, Dominic squeezed his hand. ‘Why don’t we stop off and get a couple of drinks inside us first.’
    Joey shook his head. ‘No. My nan’s expecting us at six and we don’t wanna be late. I won’t tell them straight away. We can eat our dinner, have a few drinks, and I’ll break the news towards the end of the evening.’
    Dominic nodded. It was Joey’s family, so the decision was entirely up to him.
    Raymond and Polly had just arrived at Joycie’s house.
    ‘Take Polly’s coat and pour our guests some drinks,’ Joyce said to her husband in her posh voice.
    Stanley smiled as he obeyed his wife’s orders. Joyce