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that he has no power over me any longer.”  “Do you know how to take your power back Kayla?”  “No, I don’t Garrett.” I say crying.  “You have faith in yourself. You hold the power, not them. Take your power back. Show the world that you are better because of your past. Don’t be a statistic.”
    I never thought Edwin’s death would make me feel like this. I am so pissed at him. I have wanted him dead for years, but I am also torn. He was always the lesser of the two evils. When his brother was harsh and cold, he was caring and warm. I know it sounds crazy to think like that of someone who hurt you, but I always thought Elijah was the leader and Edwin just followed. He did what he was told to do.
    Though I am still in tears, I can't believe I was so enraged at the gravesite that I did that to Garrett, but the entire way home he tells me not to worry about it. He’s there for whatever I need, whenever I need it.
    Today, I needed him more than I need anything else. He took every hit I gave him today.

CHAPTER THREE
    A Night Out
     
    “If things seem under control, you are just not going fast enough.”
    ~Mario Andretti
     
     
    While we are driving, I decide I do not want to go home so I tell Garrett to take me to the club. I am tired of sitting at home and it has been less than twenty four hours since I was released from the hospital. After telling Garrett, I call VI and tell her and Wyatt need to meet us there.
    VI says “Great! They have an awesome band playing called Jaded. Besides, we can all use the night out and a good time after everything that's happened”
    I hang up with VI, and Garrett turns the beast in the direction of the club. He grabs my hand and says, “Babe, are you sure you want to go back to the club?”
    “Yes, I’m sure. I know what happened last time we were there, but I need to get out of the house before I lose my damn mind.”
    “Okay babe, I was just making sure. I know you hate sitting around and not doing anything but you need to rest.”
    “Yeah, yeah. I know I do but give me tonight please. Let me just enjoy a night out, and I swear on my pink Coach purse I will lay low tomorrow.”
    “Wow! Swearing on a pink Coach purse. You must mean business because that’s like a Bible for you.”
    “Why yes dear it is. That is why I swore on it instead of the Bible. If I swear on a Bible, I might go to hell, but if I swear on my purse, you know I mean business.”
    “Touche’ babe, touché.”
    It doesn’t take us long to get to the club. When we pull in, I see Wyatt’s crotch rocket parked right up front and VI’s car around the side. That lets me know they are here already. Before Garrett can even shut off my SUV, I am out and headed for the door.
    Once outside the door, we find VI and Wyatt waiting for us at the V.I.P. entrance.
    We make our way inside and I’m surprised. The band is kick ass.
    Garrett and I are on the dance floor bumping and grinding to the music. He’s covering me in kisses, not giving a fuck who sees. Quite frankly, I don’t either. I look around and suddenly see the bitch Reagan walk up. Garrett must see it too because he takes my hand and leads me back to the table where VI and Wyatt are waiting with our drinks. Unfortunately, she follows us.
    I sit on Garrett’s lap, and Reagan becomes enraged. She is ranting that I stole her man, and she has come to claim what is hers.
    I get up in her face and tell her if she doesn’t get out of my face I’m going to knock her for a fucking loop. I’m so not in the mood to play her games. I watch her turn around, thinking she was leaving, however the bitch grabs a drink from the table and has the balls to throw it into my face. Before I can react, VI snaps and spins out of control.
    She screams, “I whooped your skanky ass in school, and I will do it again. Reagan didn’t you get the memo, you are old news. He doesn’t want you. He has moved on to greener pastures. So bye Felicia!”
    She grabs Reagan by