Summary: Sharon and Andy are too close for Jack's liking so he takes matters into his own hands
Rating: T, some violence.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except the mistakes.
Author's Note: Ok so it has been a while, a long while, but I didn't have much time to do anything during my study leave. My exams are now over so ive 6 completely free days to catch up, so don't be surprised if there are multiple uploads, for this fic and others I've planned, in the next few days. Please enjoy and don't forget to leave a review, thank you.
That-Geek
-SHANDY-
Sharon sighed deeply as the third hymn faded out it was only 10, she still had one hour left and she couldn't wait to get out, she had a bag with her, a slightly bigger bag that had some dungarees and a nice top. Sharon leaned her head back to stare at the intricate details of the church roof. When she brought her head back down she caught his eye, his beady blue eye staring at her, shivering she turned away.
"Ignore him, Ron" her dad Michael bumped her shoulder, she rolled her eyes, he always called her Ron. Why? She did not know but while everyone else came up with a somewhat feminine nickname he made it manly, but then again it was special to him so she didn't bring it up.
"I'm trying, but he's everywhere I go…I'll try dad." She smiled at him before turning her attention to the hem of her dress, so much was going on in her life she didn't need Jack Raydor making it difficult.
It was Friday morning, Sharon was dressed for school when she came downstairs and saw the mail on the kitchen table. Three bills for her parents, a postcard from her grandmother and one for her. One with an LA postage stamp.
Her breathing hitched, carefully she picked it up tracing her name. This was it, her coach had told her that at her last game there were scouts from LA, she took a deep breath.
"Morning, sweetie." Her mother Eileen greeted kissing her forehead as she walked past. Sharon immediately hiding the letter. Her mother didn't agree with her playing baseball and so the content of the letter would most likely upset her.
"Did you open the letter?" her father asked, bringing her out of thought. She looked at her Dad and just smiled, she was too nervous. "Don't tell mom though. I promise I'll open it and sort it after lunch" she leaned her head briefly on his shoulder.
When the sermon was over and they filed out, Jack and his friends pushed through so they were only two people behind her and Michael.
"Right Missi, be home before dark." He kissed her cheek and smirked as she ran off her hand waving away. Slipping past Michael, Jack casually went left, just like Sharon.
-SHANDY-
Andy was sat on a swing, his head down. Taking deep breaths he opened his eyes, and spotted a pair of black Mary Janes he followed the legs up and spotted the green eyes he'd never forget.
"Hello" she smiled, fiddling with her dress sleeves, a nervous tick Andy assumed.
"Hi, you look great, you shouldn't be nervous"
"I…I'm not. I just, I'm used to being compared to be my cousins my grandparents. 'Oh Sharon why couldn't you be more Tara.' 'Take some pride in your appearance girly' 'She doesn't suit dresses because she rarely wears them'" Sharon mocked an old woman voice as she sat on the adjacent swing.
"Well I think you look fantastic. Why'd you be like Tara anyway who goes around stealing other people's boyfriends, eh?" he bumped his swing into hers, causing her to loose balance.
Across the road Jack, and his friends, were watching Sharon and Andy. Jack was seething, he was honestly the most jealous being and wanted Sharon back, and that dirtbag baseball guy didn't deserve her. Maisy and Grace watched him boil while Paul and Jake having trouble calming him. The two girls weren't included in the conversation but heard: "teach the dirtbag a lesson" however both were too scared to say anything.
As the boys were in deep conversation the ladies watched as Sharon fell off the swing, Andy immediately at her aid. Jack wasn't like that, he never helped his girl up. Grace gave Maisy a look and while the boys were engrossed the two slipped away, they weren't about to get tied up with this mess.
-SHANDY-
Sharon had coughed and spluttered while Andy sat her up carrying her to a bench.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't realise my own strength. Are you okay?" he asked a comforting hand on her knee.
"I'm okay really. Did you have a plan for today?" she leaned forward a little.
"What? Oh, well I mean…if you don't feel well enough" she gave a stern look and he stopped "I have a thing booked at a…a restaurant" he grinned nervously
"Really?" she lit up and stood. He jumped up and held out his arm which she took and they headed to his car, which once again he had borrowed his dad's car.
Jack and the boys watched them walk off, looking up and down in disgust. They groaned the asshole just had to have a car.
At the restaurant it was clear that Andy knew the people, they were treated like royalty, best table, free food and the specials explained by the head chef. Andy had spaghetti and Sharon had Casarecce, which was some sort of pasta, the two sat happily discussing baseball, school, the future. Sharon was gleefully talking about a dodger's game and while she was distracted by the topic he leaned forward and stole a forkful of her pasta
"Anyway he was right…" she stopped out mid-sentence and watched him bring it up to his mouth. She stared at him raised eyebrow, a glare that could curdle milk, she was daring him to eat it. Slowly he grinned and opened his mouth eating the pasta covered in breadcrumbs and cheese. She scoffed and dug her fork into his spaghetti. She rushed it over to her mouth a little bit of tomato sauce falling onto her chin. He reached forward without thinking and wiped it away.
She watched him lick it from his own finger, she giggled. They ate in silence just looking at each other, somewhat fondly. When they were finished they walked hand in hand to the car.
"Do you fancy going to the pitch for a while?" he asked as he started the car, she smiled.
"I have some dungarees in my bag with trainers. I'll change gimme a sec" as he drove off she climbed into the back. She untied her Mary Janes and slipped her denim dungaree's under her dress. "Now, I'm going to trust you won't be looking so if I catch you, you have a baseball bat in the boot" she teased as she took the dress over her head and swapped it with her lilac top. She climbed back through while putting her trainers on. What neither noticed was that Jack and his crew were watching flabbergasted as they noticed Sharon's movements and realised she was getting dressed. They stood and followed the car.
Sharon jumped out and grabbed the bat, taking Andy's hand they ran down. Paul and Jake watched mesmerised at her talent, she was a fair batter. Jack boiled as he watched the pair.
Andy moved the pitching machine to the side and grabbed the ball ready to pitch it himself. She looked up and understood his meaning and readied herself. She looked at the greying skies, wondering when it would start raining.
"Might want to make this the last one Andy" she shouted to him, as the two heard distant rumbles of thunder. He pitched and she hit it to the other side of the pitch. He looked at her a menacing glint in his eye.
"Race ya" he darted off leaving her standing in the dust, she chucked the bat down and dashed to catch up he dived for the ball at the same time she did and they landed in a pile with an oomph. The ball was touching his fingertips but just shy, so she lifted her knees up and reached behind his head and picked it up, as she came back to settle on her heels they realised that she was in fact straddling him. They smirked in unison, suddenly very shy.
"Sharon, do you want to move or…" he could tell she was in a trance, deep in thought, she shook her head, bringing herself out of her thoughts she leaned down and gently kissed him. He sat up, in shock, he looked deep into her eyes, those beautiful jade orbs he would never forget or want to anyhow.
He kissed her this time and soon the baseball was forgotten, Sharon's hands were playing with the black hairs at his neck while his hands were on her hips. They were locked in a passionate embrace and soon found themselves rolling around on the grassy pitch, moaning and nipping into their kiss. It was the rain that finally broke them apart. It came down heavy soaking them quickly, their faces flushed and lips swollen they started laughing, he helped her up so they could roll the pitch machine away.
From the distance Jack had watched them fool around and he had exploded, ran down to the pitch grabbed the abandoned bat and began to plan his revenge. He couldn't believe what he had just seen, Sharon hadn't let him touch her like he had, why was he so different?
-SHANDY-
The two walked back to the car hand in hand. Andy was cautious to drive in the rain so they sat in the back just cuddling, their hands holding.
"I love the rain, it can be very calming don't you think?" Sharon murmured
"Quite romantic really" he whispered into her ear stroking her hair away from her neck gently kissing the newly exposed skin. She hummed as he nipped at her pulse point her neck twisted and she allowed him to kiss her. His hand rested on her hip, she moaned into the kiss pulling him closer.
She nibbled on his lip. His hand fiddled with the clasp on her dungaree's she shook her head and pushed.
"I'm sorry, I can't do that not yet. I…I can you take me home?" Andy looked into her eyes, fear overtook them, tears were welling.
"Don't cry, please. I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" he hugged her and she curled into his side. He moved into the front and backed out heading towards the main road so Sharon could give him directions.
-SHANDY-
Andy walked her to her door after stopping the car on the sidewalk. He smiled and held her hand.
"I enjoyed today, I'm sorry about what happened in the car, I just…really like you." He apologised looking down briefly. She squeezed his hand prompting him to look up she placed a chaste kiss to his lips, and opened the door to slip inside.
"I'll wait for you Sharon" he whispered before letting her hand go and walking back his car.
-SHANDY-
Bloody typical, he was in trouble for taking the car, so his father had sent him to the liquor store he kept his head down, focussing on thoughts of Sharon, that great woman who was talented and pretty by god he was very lucky if that was how she kissed.
Out of nowhere Paul jumped out and grabbed Andy's collar. A fist collided into his chest once, twice, three times before he started fighting back kicking his attacker. A shout alerted him there was more than one person with this first guy, this suspicion was confirmed when he felt a crippling blow connect with his leg he roared in pain falling to the ground.
"Listen here Andy. You are going to leave Sharon alone, she is mine." A voice spoke into his ear, vicious and spiteful. Several pairs of boots kicked him and then he blacked out.
Andy Flynn lay still on the street not moving surrounded by blood from his body. It would be sometime before somebody found him.
-SHANDY-
Author's note: I'm evil I know, it's a horrible place but still that's the way the story goes. Hope you liked this chapter and please leave a review on your way out.
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