Free Out Of Bounds (Balls To The Walls) by Lolah Lace

married someone else. I love someone else. I’m not saying these things to hurt you. I’m saying them because they are true.”
    She wanted me to be sympathetic to her situation but I just couldn’t.
    I took a deep breath. “You are going to have to meet me half way here.” She was. I wouldn’t stand for anything less.
    “No, I don’t.” She barked. “I’m so over this.”
    “No, the baby means it’s not over.”
    “Stop this. Stop trying to hold on!”
    “When are you going to take a paternity test?”
    “What?”
    “Kari, when are you taking a paternity test?”
    “When the baby is born.” She frowned.
    “No fucking way. You can get the test now. You can take the test while the baby is in utero. You know that. You’re not stupid.”
    “No, I’m not stupid. I know that but I’m not going to do it.”
    “Why not?”
    “I don’t want to. It’s dangerous. It’s my body and I will do this however I want.”
    “You are,” I shook my head in disbelief. She was trying my patience. I wanted answers yesterday. I needed to know the truth right this minute. “You are fucking unbelievable. After all you have done to me, now this.”
    “What did you think would happen? This is my body. This is my baby.”
    “I had no idea what a bitch you were. You fucking broke my heart and you treat me like I’m the bad person just because I want to be a father to my child.”
    “You want to take over.”
    “Maybe one day I will. You are clearly unfit.”
    “What’s that supposed to mean?”
    “Once my child is born I have the means and the resources to take the baby away from you.”
    “The court never takes kids away from their mothers. You know that. Now who’s talking stupid?”
    “I’m not taking about the fucking courts. One day you could wake up and your baby may disappear before your eyes.” I have threats to rattle her and I planned on using them.
    “You must be smoking crack.”
    “If I take our baby. I will make sure you never find him.”
    “You are crazy. You are talking about kidnapping a kid that may not be yours that isn’t even born yet. You talk like a damn idiot.”
    “You fucking cunt.”
    “Great, now you have resorted to name calling , so mature. Can you sink any lower?”
    “You called me names first…You hurt me first.” My words spilled out shaky and emotional.
    “Yes and I said I was sorry.”
    “Your fucked up apology means nothing to me. You hurt me.” She had affected me once again. Tears fell from my eyes. Shit! I’m weak, what a pussy.
    “Jack you are upsetting me. I can’t do this with you right now. I’m sorry about everything.” Kari opened her truck door and get in. She slammed her door and I’m not sure why I did it but my fist balled and I punched straight through the glass window of her truck door.
    What the fuck? I was stuck there with this surge of power that numbed the pain. I can’t believe I punched her window.
    There was glass everywhere. It was all in Kari’s lap and on the gr ound below. Kari started the truck’s ignition as I looked on at the blood that was spouting from my fist. Did I break my hand or my fingers? I had yet to feel the pain. I’m sure it would be coming soon. Why the fuck did I do that?
    I’m losing control. Seeing her was more painful then I thought it would be. I backed away from her truck afraid of what I may do next. I looked on as she put the truck in reverse and backed out of the parking space. I glanced around hoping no one saw what I had done. She drove off fast and left me standing here looking like a rage-filled jealous ex-boyfriend. Is that what I am?
    I hurried to my car and left the premises. My first stop was to the emergency room. My hand was fractured not completely broken. I felt like a lovesick dumbass. I felt so worthless. How the hell was I going to explain this cast at work tomorrow? Robert was going to be so disappointed in me.
    The emergency room doctor patched me up with little to no inquiry into how