Lupin was standing in front of Fujiko, almost in her face as he yelled at her about money missing from his wallet.
Fujiko stood her ground, but her expression showed how terrified she was.
Eva watched as Lupin shouted out names and obscenities and accusations. He even went as far as to accuse Fujiko of cheating on him. Eva had always wished she did find someone else so the two could leave Lupin and never see him again.
Fujiko continued to deny everything, never able to finish her statements before Lupin started yelling again.
"Leave her alone!" Eva yelled as she stood in front of Fujiko, glaring up at Lupin.
"Eva..." Fujiko said in a whisper.
Lupin glared down at Eva. Frustrated, he grabbed a glass on the table and threw it as he screamed. The glass flew right past Fujiko's head and hit the wall behind her, shattering against it. He then stormed out of the house.
Eva turned and hugged her mom, crying as she did.
Fujiko held her trembling daughter, her own body shaking slightly.
Jigen sighed as he stood, staring down at the various cuts of meat in
the meat section of the supermarket. Ribs were too much trouble
and not enough meat, a roast would take too long to cook, the most of
the steaks looked too fatty... He reached down and picked up a
pack of steaks that looked good.
"Don't tell me that's dinner," a female voice teased from behind.
Jigen turned and looked at the woman. "Cinnamon," he said, surprised to see her.
"It's been a while, Jigen."
"Yeah...it-it has...been..." His voice trailed off as he found
himself lost in her crystal blue eyes. He quickly looked away,
getting uncomfortable.
"How have you been?"
"Good," he said with a nod. "How about you? How are things with Tom or Tony or-?"
"Ted," she said quickly.
"Ted, yeah."
"We broke up last week," she said, sighing. "We just couldn't make anything work."
"Oh, sorry to hear that." Jigen knew that any man she'd see
wouldn't last. Cinnamon had a temper that would erupt at any
moment. Jigen dealt with it because he loved her and being with
her was worth the random fights. They then realized the strain it
was putting on them and their kids, so they separated.
"What about you?" she asked. "Seeing anyone?"
Jigen shook his head.
Cinnamon knew he would always stay single after her. He loved her
too much to commit himself to another woman. Plus she was one of
the few women Jigen could trust.
"So, looks like we're both free," Jigen said.
"Oh? Free for what?"
Both gave the other a knowing grin.
"Well, for now, I have to get going," Cinnamon said as she glanced at her watch. "I'm meeting Berreta for a late lunch."
"Oh. Tell her I said hello."
"I will. You should really take the effort to see her more. She is your daughter."
"I know," he sighed.
"Tell Glock I said hello, alright?"
"Sure."
"And if you get lonely, give me a call," she said with a grin. She then waved and walked off.
"Yeah," he sighed happily, watching her until she was out of view and then continuing with his shopping.
Jigen returned from the market, a full paper bag under each arm.
Glock was right there, wondering what he had gotten to eat.
"There's another bag in the car if you want to get it," Jigen said.
Glock nodded and ran out. "Ooh, I love these chips," he said as
he grabbed the bag, staring down at what was inside as he came back to
the house. "And he got my favorite kind of cookies!"
Jigen was busy putting the stuff away when Glock entered. "Are you still making dinner for Eva tonight?" Jigen asked.
"I don't know," Glock answered, already shoving some cookies in his
mouth. "I haven't heard from her," he then said after he chewed
and swallowed them.
"Hmm." Jigen grabbed the milk and put it in the fridge. "I saw your mom at the store."
"Really?" Glock now wished he would have gone, to have been there
to see how the two reacted towards each other. "What'd she say?"
"The usual. She said hello and some other things."
Glock nodded. The lack of information he received now had him kicking himself. "Did you invite her over?"
"And why would I do that?"
Glock gave a confused look. "But, you said...that she should visit me more...didn't you?"
"Yeah, for you to ask, which she already said she would, although I
highly doubt it. If I were to ask it'd come off as some desperate
"I miss you, please come back" thing. Which isn't how I feel," he
quickly added.
"Right, dad." Glock knew that ninety nine percent of the time his
dad made it a point to deny something that he was just covering up his
feelings. This time was no different.
"Well, have fun with dinner and don't burn the house down."
"Wait, where are you going?"
"Out," Jigen said as he walked out the door.
Glock sighed and shook his head, continuing to rummage through the newly bought food.
Glock sat on the couch watching TV. His cell phone layed on the
cushion next to him. He still hadn't heard from Eva.
Although he probably should have been worried, he was too busy watching
wrestling and shoving tortilla chips in his mouth.
He glanced over at the door as someone knocked on it. "Hold on!"
he hollered, setting the bag of chips on the floor and standing, wiping
his hands off on his pants before opening the door.
Eva stood there, staring down at her feet.
"Eva," Glock said in surprise. "Dinner isn't for another hour."
She sniffled and lunged forward, wrapping her arms around him tightly.
"Eva..." Glock wrapped his arms around her, the two holding one another in the doorway. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing," she managed to say. "I was just...there was a guy and...I was just afraid."
"Oh." He didn't quite get it, but he was glad she was now safe and didn't have to worry. "So, you hungry?"
Eva sighed and smiled. "I love you, Glock," she said, squeezing him a little harder.