School is over! Time to write fanfiction!
I read the cute mini-comic where Dirk actually shared a cigarette with Jake but Jake comically coughs, it's cute and funny.
Con VIII
Coughing
"Strider! English! Time to wake up! Breakfast time!"
Jake chuckles and wakes up.
It is only a day after since the big ol' tussle and everything simply went to normal. Yet there has been change, good change, going on.
Just like any day in this blasted prison, Jake gets handcuffed so he won't "go loose" or the guards. But really, the guards should know to keep their dirty limbs to themselves. They should know after what Jake did with the last one…
Dirk didn't need handcuffs but those guards have to use guns as if trying to show dominance against his cellmate.
But Jake and Dirk listen of course. Soon, but not too soon, they'll escape. They will be out and Jake will get him… that man. He'll gut him, he'll stab him, and he will have his sweet, sweet revenge for his darling, darling Jade. Soon… but not too soon…
"Ugh! You guys stink! Still can't believe the warden wants to save water…"
Of course, wash-time isn't really soon as there were a few problems to fix and the warden, the mysterious little fellow, had reported a need to save water. It seemed poppycock but the warden isn't man enough for Jake to hate him. Jake had enjoyed the whining of men as they flap their mouths of how unreasonable it was. Washing time seems to be precious time for all who live here…
It was rather pitiful that Dirk needs washing time though…
"English! Hurry up! I will use force if you don't get your stink ass moving!"
Jake growls. The new guard –yes, very new indeed… –is quite bothersome –very bothersome…
"Hey, careful Hansford, this is Jake English. I don't want another coming and going."
"Please, he's just another sick fuck. What he's going to do to me?"
Jake could see Dirk and of course, he knows Jake isn't all like that and that he will have his revenge. Jake will always get his revenge. He shall with this Hansford man and he will have with him. Jake will.
But Jake shall walk. And he will he get revenge…
Breakfast had been quite uneventful. Darling Jade-John didn't talk much at all but Dave has been so kind to reassure him –even compliment him at times! Dave is so kind to sweet, darling John…
But then there's therapy…
John had to go somewhere, somewhere without Jake…
Even the easy torture of the new therapist had not made Jake satisfied. Really, he tried to be a female –tried to not be man so Jake could actually trust him –but all therapists are men. It is such a simple fact… But they never learn…
All Jake had to do was simply dislocate one of his wrists and choke the therapist to nice yet short sleep. The key was of course in the left pocket and Jake is out of the blasted therapy room. It was simply just another day…
But first…
"Seriously Hansford, you got to open your fucking eyes! English isn't just some psycho you threaten to put your gun up his ass. He's dangerous."
Jake hears a disgusting amused snort… It's him…
"The fuck is wrong with you, Joe? You shouldn't get your damn panties in a knot just 'cause some fuck-up is on you."
"English isn't like that…" Goo ol' Joseph is good enough, he was smart enough not to mess with Jake and not man enough for Jake to fully hate him –even with that beard… "English isn't some punk off the streets who smoke too much weed. He was decent –a bit rich even."
"Really? That fucker rich?"
"Yeah, granny was some champion marksman and most of her dough was said to be given to English…"
"So what? He got some cash. Must have waste it all on women and booze…"
"No… it isn't like that, Hansford…" Jake could hear the flow of breath –the flow of smoking… Dirk likes smoking. Perhaps, Jake will get a box. "He spent most of it on a girl –a niece from what I heard from the ex-therapists…"
"Bullshit."
"No, it's true, Hansford. He spent tons of money to spoil his niece just 'cause his brother or sis didn't want her."
Jake couldn't help but smile, smile very widely. Joseph is decent –very decent indeed, to not call his sweet Jade a brat like victimized others. Yes, Joseph didn't need to go just yet…
"All that extra money… for a damn brat!" Yes, this Hansford guard must go –must go really soon… "Shit, if I had that money, I wouldn't be stuck in this shithole with Ma and Pa thinking I'm some sort of crap!"
There was a pause –a silent and burning pause… Jake's grin grows bigger.
"Bill…" Joseph begins. "You got lucky that you're here! If it weren't for your brother, you would be one of the convicts living here!"
"She was a goddamn liar! I didn't hit her once! I didn't even touch her! She wanted attention and she got the cops all over her!"
Jake gets nearer, seeing Joseph and the man that is Bill Hansford… He has to be gone –gone for good. After his first encounter with that blasted man, Jake gets quite prepared on having his revenge. He had plenty of practice from many horrible men and this shall be a challenge and an easy task for Jake… He will only use his words to eliminate him…
"Englith? What are you doing here?"
Jake giggles as he knows who this guard is, a nice fellow and friend of Dirk –the one who's helping them escape…
"Why Captor," Jake whispers back, not even looking to see the nice worrying face of the lispy guard. "Tell me more of this… new guard, this Bill Hansford man…"
"Hanthford? Jutht thome rejected thon with hith brother and father being thenatorth…"
"And the woman that he's talking about?"
"He wath reported to have attempted to rape an ex of his."
Jake growls. Hansford must go immediately.
"Englith? You're not going to have a fit, right? Thrider doethn't want you to be a fit you know."
Jake then looks at Sollux. He's a man in a way but he's not man enough that Jake hates him. Jake likes the times they have conversations but really, there is no way Jake will let anyone in his mind and heart after what happened to sweet Jade. Dirk is his most "trusted" friend but really, Dirk promises to help his revenge.
Jake begins to giggle and quickly grabs Captor's tie. Jake could see the dichromatic eyes as he pulls this fellow guard close to him.
"Could you…" Jake begins, whispering to Captor. "Could you be camaraderie… by getting Joseph out…? It would be such nice help… Yes… Much help indeed…"
Jake chuckles and let go of the rather still guard. Captor had always been camaraderie with Dirk –especially with Dirk. There was that one time when Jake wanted to kill him but Dirk got him off of Captor. It was a silly mistake. Jake thought Captor was trying something with Dirk. He really didn't know what but it made him angry enough that Jake punched, tackled, and choked him during that time.
"What are you going to do, Englith?"
Jake grins wider and chuckles more. "Simple… I'm going to make that Bill Hansford man… gone…"
"Grandpa…"
"Yes, Jade?"
"Why… why do my parents don't like me?"
Jake turns his head and looks at Jade. It's only been a few days since Jake taken her as a guardian. He suspected Jade would ask that question much later. They were just in the zoo, sitting in a nice yet rusty bench with ice cream that's partly licked and eaten as well as partly melted. Jade got strawberry while Jake took vanilla in case Jade is still a bit hungry after she ate hers.
"Why would you like to know, Jade?"
Jade squirms a little and nibbles on her bottom lip. "Well… I never did get to know… I-I…"
"Don't be so shy, Jade. I would never hurt you or hate you if that's what you're worrying about. Go on, please do tell." Jake reassures and pats Jade on the shoulder.
"Well… I-I really want to…" Jade nibbles a bit more on her bottom lip. "I want to know what I did that made them not like me… I don't want anyone to not like me more…"
Jake couldn't help but sigh and squeeze Jade's shoulder to assure her. She is so kind, sweet, and dear. Only horrible people can't see the pureness of Jade…
"Well Jade… it isn't your fault –it was never your fault."
"R-Really?! B-But–!"
"Have I ever told you about… my father…?"
"You mean your daddy…? No, not really…"
Jake takes a deep breath in and then sighs out. "Well, he never did like me… Actually, I believe he hates me!"
"Hate you?! Why?"
Jake shrugs his shoulders and licks a few droplets of melted vanilla ice cream. "He just did… I tried very hard for him to like me, even to pay attention to me, but he never did… He plainly hated me…"
"Why would he do that? People can't just hate people for no reason!"
Jake couldn't help but look down on his lap and frown. He is glad that Jade is innocent enough to truly not know that there are horrible people out there… Jake will raise Jade with all the care and love in his heart. He will never be his father…
"I don't know, Jade… I really don't know…" Jake answers and licks more of his ice cream. "Maybe people are like monkeys, they go bananas a lot."
Fortunately, Jade giggles at this.
"Does that mean we're going to see monkeys next?"
Jake smiles. He could see the hope and joy in her eyes. She's quite excited to see monkeys just going around and jumping up and down to get attention.
"Of course, Jade…"
And maybe, just maybe, Jake will take her where the wolves are. Hopefully they become her favorite animal as it is for him.
"Shit… Did you hear? New guard tried to end himself! Heard it was English's fault!"
"Man, I heard. The new guard was a dumbass trying to dominate that psycho and from what I heard, psycho only talked about his parents and shit like that."
"No fucking way."
"Hey, English is one of them alphas in this shithole. Not surprised."
Jake couldn't help but giggle and then watch a group of sitting men tense. They knew not to mess with English. It was misfortune to many that Jake isn't in a straitjacket and he could walk "freely" with the other prisoners. Then again, there was that unresolved rumor that English caused the sudden disappearance of the guy that was ready to get him in a straitjacket and anyone else who tried.
But Jake needed something from them… It was break time and they have something he needs…
"Hello there, you have any cigarettes on you? A box, perhaps?"
One immediately gave out a box, two boxes actually. Jake chuckles and takes the nice and generous offer. He will remember to perhaps return a favor –if he doesn't mess with him or Dirk or John of course. This should be enough for Dirk… he always did like smoking…
Jake never really did like smoking. It made him cough too much when Dirk gave a stick to him.
So Jake takes the boxes and goes to his cell where Dave is and also John.
"I'm telling you Egbert, nein. These cigarettes aren't common to give and take."
"Geez, chill Dirk. Here, John, you can this one."
Jake couldn't help but giggle. Dave is so kind to dear and sweet John. But it seems Johnny boy likes smoking too. It seems alright, Jake is somewhat used to–
Cough! Cough!
W-What the-?!
Cough! Cough! COUGH!
"Hey Jake, are you okay?" Dirk asks but when he gets nearer, Jake begins coughing again.
Oh dear, this is so embarrassing!
Jake thought he was used to the smoking. Sure he had to breathe a bit more but that's just a tad struggle he had to do. But somehow with the extra cigarette lit, Jake is now a coughing haggard! This is very disconcerting! He can feel his face burn in mortification and from the excessive extra of smoke going on.
Cough! Cough! Cough! COUGH!
"Jake, what's wrong?"
Cough!
"I-I'm terribly sorry, Strider. It's–" Cough! "It's just the extra burning from the smoking, I–" Cough! Cough! "I-I guess…" COUGH!
But before Dirk can really ask any questions, Jake quickly goes away from the very bothersome smoke. This is even worse than the time Dirk was so kind on sharing a stick! How humiliating indeed!
Jake went just outside of the cell, coughing out his blasted sensitive lungs. He always stays with Dirk and his brother as they are partners to escape this hellhole. Of course, that is the main plan –there are other plans here and there to make the main plan. Jake may not understand some but he trusts Dirk.
"Hey, English… you still coughing?"
Jake snaps his head to see… a concerned Dirk…
Phooey, Jake just had to a mangled coughing baggage in front of the Striders and sweet John all because he can't handle smoke. And he's still teary-eyed and stuffy-nosed too!
"I'm quite fine, Strider… Just a tad under the weather, perhaps…" Cough! "That's all…"
At first, Dirk just looks at him. Then, he sighs and sits next to Jake. There was still bothering stench of smoke but it doesn't cause Jake to cough.
"You know, you can act Menschliche if you tried. You aren't as bat-shit verrückt as people say –you still suck on killing though." Dirk says. His tangerine eyes are now looking up at the dull and stony ceiling for some reason. "If you're that bothered by the smoke, I'll get one of us to stop. You're a Notwendigkeit to the team."
Jake felt it. Jake feels it. It's that familiar tinge in his chest. But there's no way that can be! That's codswallop! All feelings, all those useless erotic feelings, are nothing but trouble! He can't do this. Jake simply can't do this Dirk! Do this to him! But…
"Thank you, Dirk…" Jake says and begins to chew on his pinky. "Perhaps we shall talk about all those iron-plans you and Davey have –there are a fuckload of irons in the fire if I say so myself…"
Dirk actually smiles. "Yeah, we'll talk about that… But kein Kauen –no chewing, okay."
Jake giggles.
Perhaps one day, perhaps before they all get out of here…
Jake shall cough these feelings for Dirk off of him…
And thus, here is my attempt to make Jake more human…
I hope you like my hints on Jake's past. Psychos aren't born but made. Jake was sane but his past events made him break and his sanity isn't the only thing lost…