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Once we got to the house, we all looked around for anyone suspicious. I had my police issued nine millimeter gun ready if anything were to happen, but I knew Bobby had his pistol with him as well. Getting out of my car, Bobby instructed Jackie to go 'round the back to make sure everything was clear. Bobby walked up to the house and tried peeking inside the house; no one was in it. "I don't see anyone in there." Leaning against my car, I watched Bobby as he tried to find a way in. But when I looked to observe our surroundings, Bobby yelled and fell backward. Running to his side, I raised a brow.
"What happened?" After asking, I heard the laughter of Jackie coming from the front door.
"Hey, by the way, the back door was unlocked," he said after his laughter subsided, but his statement only made him laugh again. Helping Bobby up, I could tell he wanted to kick Jack's ass.
"Boy, you're lucky your family." Bobby shook his head as I let out a laugh; let the games begin. Walking up the porch, Bobby went to hit Jack, causing Jack to flinch; Bobby laughed. I followed behind Jackie inside the house, closing the door behind us. "Split up and find anything that could tell us who hired them." Bobby moved to the bedroom while Jackie moved to the living room. Feeling a bit hungry, I traveled to the kitchen, looking for something to satisfy my craving. In the other rooms, I could hear the brother's tearing up the place. Opening the fridge, I could tell these guys ate out on a daily basis. Groaning, I closed the door and went through the cupboards, finding cookies. With a smile, I grabbed the sugary treats and started munching. Carrying the box with me, I walked to the room where Bobby was and leaned against the doorframe. Bobby moved the mattress and right in front of us were a big pile of guns.
"Oh, shiny," I said walking to the guns, picking up the shot gun. Looking to Bobby, we both had smiles. "Jackpot baby." He grabbed a bag from the floor and began placing the guns in it. Looking back to me, he gave me a confused glance and straightened up.
"Where'd the fuck you get those?" he asked pointing to the cookies.
"Kitchen," I answered with a full mouth, offering him some. Shaking his head, he grabbed a cookie, stuffing it into his mouth, and continued shoving the weapons in the bag. When he was done, we left the room to find Jack. Spotting him still in the living room, Bobby sighed.
"You dicking around in here?" Jackie looked up from his rampage. "You find anything?" Swinging it into his hand, Jackie showed us a camera. With a smile, Bobby nodded and beckoned for us to go. Back outside, I quickly unlocked my car, giving the boys access. After getting inside, Bobby looked to me. "Whatever happened to the navigator?" he asked, kind of disappointed.
"I traded it in for this one," I answered, pulling out from the parking spot.
"Oh, you mean that big nice one you had when we went to the bar?" Jackie asked slyly. I knew what he was up to, and I wasn't going to allow him to hang that night over my head with Bobby in the car. Looking in my rearview mirror, I glared at Jack while he had a proud grin on his face.
"Yes Jack that would be the one." My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I controlled the urge to punch him.
"You guys went to a bar?" Bobby asked, amused. "Liv must have kicked your ass at drinking."
"Actually, Liv got pretty hammered since she bought an entire bottle for herself; I only had a few shots." I kept my gaze on the road, but I could feel the stares from both brothers burning a hole in me.
"Is that right?" Instead of sounding mad like I thought he'd be, Bobby sounded amused. "I bet Liv was fun to be around then." Raising a brow, I couldn't help but wonder if Bobby already knew.
"If you two are done, can we talk about what we just found and what we're going to do with the guns?" I asked, completely changing the topic.
"We'll figure that out when we get home." Bobby looked out the window and rested his back against the seat. He kept quiet the rest of the ride home, which was a bit unusual for him but I didn't press on the matter; I just wanted both brothers quiet. When we did arrive home, Bobby was the first to be out of the car and into the house. Following close behind him, Jackie and I parted ways, he went over to the kitchen and I ran upstairs to Ma's room. Closing the door behind me, I looked to the mirror and sighed. Slightly biting my lip, I struggled with the decision to tell Bobby about Jackie and me or not. It did happen when we were no longer together, and I was extremely drunk, but at the same time I felt Bobby should know about it. Hearing the door open, I looked to Bobby and smiled. "Are you okay?" he asked lightly, wrapping his arms around my waist. Placing my head in his chest, I didn't answer. "Is this about you and little Jackie?"
"You know?" I asked, snapping my head up to look at him. He nodded. "But … how?"
"That night I was there at the bar. I wanted to blow off some steam so I paid for a hooker to drink with me and I saw you and Jackie come in; I watched you the whole night. I wasn't exactly happy with who you were with but I was so mad I didn't care." Looking to him, not being able to believe what I was hearing, I smacked his arm. "Will you stop with the hitting?" he asked with a smile.
"No," I answered, playfully hitting him even more. "You should have told me you knew; I've been carrying this guilt with me. You're a jerk." Playfully rolling my eyes, I pulled away from his grasp and headed for the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked, pulling me back.
"To rifle through the guns; we gotta figure out what to do with them."
"We can do that in an hour or two; I've got other plans." Bobby leaned down and placed his lips on mine while I smiled into his kiss.
