Jack and Angie

Chapter 9 part 1


The two women were pretty toasted as the guy’s walked in, and from the look of them, they were not happy little campers. But even Bobby had to grin when he asked what was to eat, Angie slurred slightly while loudly informing him there was stove on the beef stew and oven in the rolls and Sofie laid with her head on the table passed out and snoring like a trooper.

“That’s your girl.” He pointed out to Jack, who just shook his head as he grinned. When Jack scooped her up and carried her out of the room as she giggled and gave him a love bite right over his adams apple, Bobby called after him, “For cryin’ out loud Jack, don’t fuck her tonight! We don’t have time to go get a wheelchair in the morning!” to which he was answered with a slurred “Fuck you Bobby, you’re juss jealous cuz he’s gonna get laid and all yur girls are in prison.”

Angel and Bobby cracked up again.

“Can’t hold your liquor.” Jack grinned at her as he laid her down in their bed and pulled off her jeans.

Angie gave him her best drunken sultry look as she purred, “Would rather be holding this” as she cupped him through his jeans before promptly passing out and starting to snore softly.

Jack just smiled and shook his head again as he covered her with the blankets and went and got a glass of water and some aspirin out of the medicine cabinet. Placing it next to the bed, he went back downstairs to eat.

Way too early the next morning, Angie stumbled out of the bed holding her head with both hands and cautiously squinting as she made her way towards the only thing that could save her now. Coffee. She checked herself in the doorway as she saw that the guy’s were already awake.

Jack patted his lap and rattled the bottle of Tylenol, which made her immediately wish to poke her eardrums out with the closest sharp object. Thankfully, he already had a cup of hot coffee waiting for her. She downed four of the small white pills and sipped the coffee. Yes, she had noticed the aspirin next to the bed, but she had also noticed that it was not a brand that worked for her. Jack must have remembered that fact when he had seen the big ass bottle of Tylenol she had bought at the supermarket and left on the kitchen counter.

After about fifteen minutes, she felt marginally human again and noticed the bright purple mark on his neck. She blushed furiously but he only smiled like the cat that ate the cream. She smiled back at him and then took in the somber expressions around her.

“What happened, what did you guys find out?” she asked with her heart in her throat.

Jack explained about their visit to the councilman and his telling them that Jerry was mixed up with Victor Sweet and how Angel had followed Jerry and seen him leaving the bank. And when they had met up with Angel at the bowling ally, they had all watched as Jerry handed an old buddy of his, that now worked for Sweet, a large envelope which they had taken from the guy after Jerry had left. They showed her the money and told her that Jerry was supposed to meet them there at the house in the morning and they were going to get to the bottom of this business.

“I can’t believe it.” Angie said shocked to the core.

Jack’s arms tightened around her as he said brokenheartedly, “None of us can baby.”

Angie wiped the tears from her eyes before any of them saw. They sat in silence as they waited for Jerry. Angie only broke the quiet once as she asked where Sofie was, to which Angel replied that she was still sleeping their little private party off. About an hour later, Sofie came down and joined them in the wait looking like she wanted to die right then and there.

The guy’s finally went into the living room to watch some TV as they waited for Jerry while Angie and Sofie sat in the kitchen talking. Sofie had told her that the night before, Angel had woken her up and given her a ring, so they tried talking about the wedding, tense at the confrontation to come.

“I can’t believe it.” Sofie said softly as she shook her head, her black hair bouncing.

Angie patted her hand as she agreed. “Let’s wait to pass judgment until we find out what Jerry has to say.” She said.

Sofie gave her a wary look as she whispered, “You know that if Jerry knew about this, Bobby will kill him where he stands. Then what? Bobby goes back to prison, Angel and Jack are without two brothers as well as Miss Evelyn and Camille will have to raise those little girls without their daddy.” She started to cry.

“Well then,” Angie said determinedly, “you and me will just have to make sure it doesn’t come to that.”

Both girls jumped when they heard a car pull up outside. Looking out the kitchen window, Angie saw it was Jerry. She didn’t realize that Angel was right behind her until he called out, “Yo, he’s here!”

She hurried into the living room and threw herself down on the couch where Jack was sitting alone. He grabbed her hand and squeezed. She squeezed his back to show her support for him whatever happened. He was impossibly tense and she hooked her other arm behind his head and started rubbing the nape of his neck gently, calming him a little. She didn’t want him to know that she was getting a sinking feeling in her chest that something bad was going to happen.

Jerry walked into the living room and looked at Angie and Jack on the couch and Angel sitting in the chair in the corner. “What?” he asked.

“You know what you did.” Angel said accusingly as he held up the envelope with the money.

“No!” Jerry started to back up in shock, “You don’t know who you fuckin’ with! Where’s Bobby?” he asked as he turned around. He hadn’t gotten even half way around before he was knocked right off his feet as Bobby’s fist met his face.

Jack had her hand in a vice grip and Angie winced.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Jerry shouted at Bobby as he held his nose.

Bobby leaned over him threateningly holding him down with one hand on his coat as he pointed a finger in Jerry’s face and yelled, “What are you hiding Jerry? Huh? What are you hiding? I swear to God Jerry, if I find out you had anything to do with Ma getting’ killed, I’m gonna kill you right here and now!”

Angie tensed in preparation of getting up to keep Bobby from making good on his threat, but Jack put his free hand on her arm to stop her.

“Angel is gonna ask you some questions, and brother, I shit you not, the time for lying is over!” Bobby said loudly.

Angel stepped forward and said, “We know you lying about your business, and we know you got mixed up with some gangsters.” He stated rather than asked.

Bobby finally stepped back, but Jerry, probably wisely, remained on the floor as he asked, “Y’all think I had something to do with Mom getting’ killed?” his voice rose in disbelief.

“You got a check for four hundred thousand dollars that you just so happened to forget to mention from Mom’s life insurance!” Angel said aggressively.

“She took out that policy for the girls, man! I didn’t have nothin’ to do with that. Come on man!” Jerry said desperately.

“You made the payments!” Jack said from the couch.

Jerry started getting to his feet as Bobby said suspiciously, “Good timing Jerry! Just when it seems like all is lost for you, Mom gets shot by some gangsters and now you hit the fucking lottery!”

Jerry looked at his brothers disbelievingly as he said, “Y’all trippin’ because I made insurance payments?! What?” He suddenly pushed Bobby down and took a swing at Angel, knocking him into the bookshelf behind him as he yelled, “I PAYED ALL HER BILLS!! Where the fuck were y’all?” he asked and knew that there would be no answer. “How many years did I have to take care of her my GODDAMN SELF? Y’all were around doin’ nothin’! Bullshittin’! Ask Angie man, she helped out whenever she could too! And now you gonna tell me I killed her? Come on man!” he shook his head sadly.

“So why would you pay off a killer like Sweet?” Angel was not going to get sidetracked by his own guilt until he had all the answers, “What the fuck did he ever do for you Jerry?!” He took a step closer to Jerry.

Jerry lost it. “What he do for me? He killed my fuckin’ LIFE!!” He screamed, “I put everything into that project! Then Vic’s goons tried to come and take a piece!”

“You paid him Jerry!” Bobby accused, starting to calm down at the sight of his brother’s indignation at their accusations.

“No, no, no, I didn’t pay him! That’s why they shut me down!” Jerry explained.

Jack spoke before anyone else could, “Wait, I thought the city cut you off Jerry?”

Jerry turned to his little brother and said, “Douglas? Come on man.” He smacked his hands together for emphasis, “This is Detroit! Sweet owns Douglas! He ain’t nothin’ but a gangster in a suit! I don’t pay them and he shuts my loans off!”

As the brothers continued to argue, someone knocked on the front door. Angie started to get up to answer it and Jack pushed her back down as he rose to his feet, “Do you really need me to spank your ass again Ang? You are supposed to be here to be protected, that means no answering the fucking door neither.” He said as he went to answer it. Still having a bad feeling even though they now knew that Jerry’s part in all this could be explained in a way that made sense, Angie followed Jack.

Rounding the corner just in time to see Jack take off out the door running after some guy, Angie felt her heart drop out of her chest. Clutching the doorframe, she screamed, “Jackie! No!”

At her scream, the guy Jack was chasing turned around and she caught a glimpse at the hockey mask he was wearing before all her attention centered on the gun in his gloved hand he had pointed at Jack as Jack stopped running and held his hands up. She screamed again as the guy shot Jack at point blank range. She felt rather than heard Bobby and Angel barrel out the door and Bobby shot the guy that was taking aim at Jack’s head as he knelt in front of him with the shotgun in his hand. Jack got up, bleeding, holding his hand to a shoulder wound and tried to run, but a couple of plain vans pulled up and shooters all wearing masks piled out of them and opened fire with automatic weapons.

Angel cursed as he saw Angie standing frozen in the doorway and lunged at her, pushing her down to the ground. They crawled while crouched over as glass, brick and plaster rained down on them from the hail of bullets. She could hear Jack screaming for her and Bobby, his voice full of pain and fear and Bobby screaming for Jack, even over the roaring in her own ears. Angel yelled at Sofie, who was huddled against the far wall to give him the guns. As Sofie slid the two handguns across the floor, Angie bolted into the kitchen and out the back door, not paying attention to Angel’s cursing at her and telling her to come back, the only thought in her head was to get to Jack.

She ran out the back door into the side yard and poked her head around the corner to see where the shooters were in relation to Jack, who lay with his arms clutching the lamp post and still screaming for her and Bobby. Seeing that no one was paying attention to either Jack or the back door of the house just yet, she crouched back down and ran to Jack.

Prying his arms from the post, she turned him over. He was bleeding from his shoulder and legs. Tearing off her sweater and the hoodie she had taken from him that morning, she ripped them both apart and pressed them against any wounds she could see. “Baby, I gotta get you out of here. Can you walk?” she asked frantically.

He didn’t answer, but shook his head no, so she started to pull him away from the curb and behind a snow bank. She started to really panic when she saw a trail of blood come from between his tightly compressed lips.

“Baby, you gotta get out of here!” he gasped.

“I’m not leaving you Jack!” she shouted in his face and then covered his body with hers as she saw one of the shooter’s heading for them. He completely ignored them as he went to the back door, shooting out the handle and kicking it in.

Jack gasped again as he said weakly, “You got Sebastian to think about baby. Get out of here!”

“So do you!” she said as tears poured down her face. She was so afraid that he was dying, she could barely breathe at the thought that she might lose him now. Please God! Not now! Not when they just found each other again! She prayed. “He’s yours Jack! He’s your son!” she cried desperately, hoping that it wasn’t too late.

He smiled slightly as he grew weaker and closed his eyes. She didn’t even know if he had heard her. “BOBBY!” she screamed at the top of her voice. Looking around, she saw Jerry bolt out of the house to his car. It barely registered in her mind to question where he was going. Bobby was beating the shit out of one of the men as Angel jumped out the upstairs window in what she knew had been Evelyn’s room.

Shaking Jack slightly, she yelled, “Fight Jackie! You gotta fight! You have a little boy to think about! He needs his Daddy!” she was crying hysterically now as she said, “Please Jack! Don’t leave us now. Please! I love you so much baby!”

She hardly noticed a massive crash of grinding metal as Jerry rammed the van that was heading for Bobby with his own car. The sudden silence was deafening, yet Angie didn’t even look up as Bobby, Angel and Jerry all crowded around her where she clutched Jack in her arms while Sofie made a frantic call to 911, telling them they needed an ambulance.

“Don’t you die on me Jack!” Bobby cried as he gripped Jack’s head in his hands, making Jack open his eyes, “Don’t you fuckin’ die you fairy!”

A/N: Yes, I know I am really evil for the cliffie. I am currently hiding in my house with the curtains closed and the doors locked, praying none of y’all know where I live. Lol. Not to worry, there is a second part. I had to cut the chapter short because I was having trouble getting it uploaded. I will hopefully get it up tonight sometime, but with my three boys bouncing around the house and playing their favorite game which is called, ‘Let’s See Who Can Drive Mom Crazy the Quickest’, It might be late when I finally get it up there.

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