Chapter Twenty-Two
Nigel's POV
I watched in horror as Lizzie and Abby fought. Abby seemed to be winning, but only because Lizzie's not much of a fighter. I felt guilty that this was happening, like it was my entire fault, that I dragged Abby into this mess.
Lizzie kept swinging punches to Abby but she did nothing but block them. Lizzie growled and decided to give up on the punches… and go for the claws. She snarled as she tried to scratch Abby, but she managed to block her.
I could feel my jaw drop. Never have I witnessed something like this in my life. I could see Abby was struggling in her heels but she was able to manage. I knew Lizzie could get aggressive but never like this. I almost couldn't watch. Lizzie decided to go back to punches and she swung her fists in the air continuously missing Abby. Abby though managed to grab her hands and squeezed them tightly.
"Fine, if that's the way you want to play it." I heard Abby sigh.
She jumped over Lizzie and held her hands behind her back. That's when I decided to go stop them but I stopped suddenly as I heard Rachel's name being called out. Then all of a sudden Rachel popped out from nowhere and started flirting with Albert, who was no less than 2 metres away from me. She gave me a little wink and I knew it was all an act, but all the way from the punch bowl I could see Patton wasn't quite happy.
"Come on, you know you'd rather hang out with a girl like me." She said. I must admit she was quite the actress.
"Look, I have business with Nigel I have to take care of." Albert replied snidely.
I looked over to where Lizzie and Abby were fighting, but they weren't there. My heart skipped a beat.
Then from out of nowhere, Abby walked up to Albert. "Lizzie said you wanted to see Abby?" She said desperately. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I caught myself glaring at Albert through my sunglasses and I stopped before I made it seem obvious.
"Exactly. And besides, Nigel owes me a dance!" Rachel said. She grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the dance floor. I turned my head and watched Abby and Albert suspiciously. "Psst, Nigel, if anything goes wrong, we're going in for an intervention, kay?"
I turned back to Rachel. "Mmm-hmm." I replied. We watched them and I couldn't help but feel like punching the living daylights out of Albert.