Jessa: Walking into yoga class rite now. Gonna have a chit chat with Gabby
He responds immediately.
Eli: For heaven’s sake, Jessa. Frank will deal with Gabby. Tell me you won’t do anything stupid!!!!
Jessa: I can’t make any promises
Yes, Frank will put Gabby behind bars. I have no doubt about that. He’s the best lawyer in the country and he’s confident that he has found enough evidence to clear Eli’s name once and for all.
But independently of the workings of the judicial system, there’s some beef that Eli’s ex and I need to settle. Woman to woman. If my sexy boyfriend thought I was joking when I said I’d bring Gabby to justice, he’s about to see that I play no games when it comes to protecting the people I love. The traitor is going to get what’s coming to her.
The class is already in progress when my friends and I duck past the live-stream cameras and tiptoe into the room with our rented yoga mats. We post ourselves at the very back of the studio and twist into position.
“Ouch!” Penny squeaks when her boob somehow rolls forward and smacks her in the nose.
My friends and I are clumsily reinventing the very definition of the triangle pose when Gabby begins her self-aggrandizing rambling. “I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again—you are not allowed to complain that you don’t have the life you want if you aren’t willing to make sacrifices…” She meanders around the room, checking on her students. “You have to be willing to shake free of the things that are holding you back…You have to choose yourself above all else, at all costs…”
I can’t hold my tongue. “What about your husband?”
Gabby’s footsteps stutter as she searches the room to find me. “You have to be willing to release him, too…If he doesn’t share your goals, your ambitions, your vision for your life, you have to be willing to cut him loose. It’s a matter of self-love.”
“And what about your child?” I continue.
She huff-laughs. “If you don’t mind spending your days cleaning up after some snotty-nosed kid and trying to convince your husband to give you the life you deserve, then by all means, be my guest. But me? I was born for a bigger life. A fulfilled life.”
I stand upright, finally facing her down. “Is that why you abandoned your daughter?” I ask. “Is that why you framed your husband for the crimes you committed? You wanted a bigger life?”
People around the room whisper and gasp, the tranquil meditative state forgotten.
Gabby blinks, her eyes darting around the studio. Suddenly, she’s not so damn smug anymore. “Who…who are you? What the hell are you talking about?”
“Let’s not play dumb here.” I ball up my fists and step closer. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You know that Eli went to jail for years to pay for your crimes. You know that you left your daughter with no parents to look after her. You know that you’re a stanky bitch.”
Her eyes narrow on me. “Excuse me?! You don’t know what it was like to live with that guy. He’d settled. Settled for that small, little life. I just wanted more.”
I glance around at the room full of witnesses, the cameras aimed in our direction. I’m not sure if any of this will help with a court case against her but my heart beats easy knowing that she just took responsibility for what happened, even in her very roundabout way.
The door opens quietly and Eli appears in the doorway with the lawyer by his side. He stands back to let me say my piece. I take a breath. I’m not letting anybody get in my way before I do what I came here to do.
I get all the way up in her space. “Y’know what? I’m gonna live the fuck out of the life that wasn’t good enough for you. Your child will be calling me ‘mommy’ every day and the man you betrayed will be feasting on my pussy every night and that house that wasn’t good enough for you will be bursting with love. Enjoy your fulfilled life behind bars, bitch.”
When she turns to walk away, I grab her by the wrist and spin her around.
“Also, fuck you!” I slam my fist into her face with a shot that would make my daddy proud.
Gabby falls to the floor and shrieks. “You shifted my chin implant, you freak!”
People yelp. My girlfriends protectively stomp closer in case they need to swoop in.
“For fuck’s sake, Jessa!” Eli rushes into the room and grabs me by the waist before I can swing at Gabby again.
Out of nowhere, Isla, the owner of the yoga studio darts into the room. “Oh my goodness! Stop the livestream! Stop the livestream!” she yells at the camera guy.
“Don’t you delete that video!” Gabby shrieks. “Don’t delete it! I’m going to press charges against that insane woman and I’ll need the video as evidence!”
That’s when Frank steps in. He hands Isla some sort of official-looking document. “I’m afraid I have to agree here. There may be a criminal confession on that video. I’ll be needing to review it to build my case against our friend here.” He gestures to Gabby with his chin.
There are policemen in the doorway now. Frank singles out Gabby for them and the officers scoop her off the floor.
“Wait, what?! What is happening here? What is happening?!” she screams as they shackle her ass up.
I hear Lexi chuckle. “Gabby, boo. You are under arrest for being a stanky bitch.”
When one of the officers shoots my troublemaking sister a warning look, Alexia puts on her innocent face and imitates locking her lips with an invisible key.
The officer then proceeds to read Gabby her rights and drag her out of the room, kicking and screaming. “That savage punched me and I’m the one getting
