Page 122 of Jackass

“Derek, you can’t be here,” Carrie cried. “Why are you here?”

“Derek? How do you know Carrie?” I asked, confused.

“Who the fuck is Carrie?” he hissed.

I pointed to the woman I knew as Carrie. Carrie turned to me and her face paled.

“Sam,” she gasped.

Carrie turned away and hurried down the street.

“Mimic, follow her!” I shouted.

“I can’t leave you, Momma,” he argued.

“Mimic, go. I’ve got Sam,” Ryder urged.

“Go, Mimic,” Rachel shouted.

“My dad’s on his way,” Beck added.

Everyone was shouting at once. Finally, Mimic took off after Carrie. I looked at Derek.

“How do you know her?” I asked him again.

“Marsha and I were together years ago.”

“When?”

“Years before I met you. I’m not the one who cheated,” he hissed.

“No, you’re just the one who beat her,” Grace said, stepping between Derek and me.

Leaning around Grace, I asked, “Did you know she was in prison?”

“Yea,” he said.

“Sam, come on. We need to get back to the store before the guys get here.” Ryder placed his hand on my elbow just as we heard the rumble of pipes.

“Here comes the cavalry,” Derek scoffed.

I looked at Derek. Something was niggling at me about this. He knew Carrie, but he called her Marsha.

“Sammy!”

I turned at Jack’s call. He stalked over to me, followed by Blade, Cash, and Zero, and gathered me in his arms.

“Where the fuck is Mimic?” he asked.

“I told him to go after Carrie.”

“And he left you here? This time, I will kick his ass.” He growled.

“You won’t. Ryder is here. And the girls. Derek wouldn’t do anything with witnesses.”

Jack turned his attention toward my husband.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” he hissed at Derek.