Chapter fourteen

"So what was the trip like with that freak?" James asked Jackson pouring some source of drink into a glass cup and handing it to Jackson.

"It wasn't easy." Jackson said sitting aside the glass. James narrowed his eyes and gave out a fake smile.

"I see. What was she talking about when she said you betrayed her?" He asked.

"I don't know," Jackson lied, "I mean, she does hear voices."

"True, but she seemed so. . . pissed off at you."

"She's fourteen, she's pissed at everything."

James smirked, "True."

There was a paused between them.

"So, was your kid a teenager before she was killed?" James asked, knowing that wound piss Jackson off. Jackson tied his lips.

"Did I hit a soft spot?" James said with a laugh behind it.

Jackson stood up from the chair. He wanted to kill this man.

"I wouldn't try anything, or I will kill that child, Debby."

Jackson eyed him and spoke with angry, "Why the hell should I care if you kill Debby?"

"If you don't, I'll kill her right now."

"No!" he said as a reaction. Then he noticed how James could have taken that.

"I mean, if you do that, where the hell are you going to get a million dollars?"

James smiled, "Right. Speaking of that, I think it's time to give her father a call."

"Ok, so that's why he did it?" Jeff asked.

"Because his mother abused him or something, so he went crazy and became two people. One gets hit by a train."

"Wow! What's this movie called again?"

"I forget the name, but it has Cillian Murphy in it. I think Ellen Page is also in, but I'm not too sure about that part." Debby explained. Now she wanted to know that name of that movie.

Jeff seemed to like whatever she said. She was happy at this point to talk to anyone who wasn't threatening her.

The door opened. Jackson and James came into the room. Jeff looked to them, then to Debby, then to them and asked, "Is it time?"

"Yeah. Bring the kid." James ordered him.

Debby stared at him. Why did he look so familiar? She had seen that bold head somewhere before. She studied him from head to toe. Then she saw his blue shoes. She gasped.

"I know who you are!" She yelled. They all turned to her

"Stupid girl, you saw me an hour ago." James rolled his eyes.

Debby shouted, "NO! I've seen you before today! I seen you in New York before! I know who you are! You killed my mother!"

James just simply laughed, "I don't know if I have. I've killed a lot of people."

"You did! You mugged my mother and then shot her in the shoulder. Remember me? I was the little girl who seen it all and you threaten me you wound shoot me if I tried anything."

James studied Debby, "Now to think of it, I do remember you. I did kill you mother. You're just as weak and pathetic as you were back then."

Debby saw Jack standing next to James. And they both said at the same time, "You are one stupid girl."

In that moment she understood everything about Jack. She felt angry coming over her. She stood up and threw her body at James, taking him by surprised. Jackson picked her up from him. James got up slowly, listening to Debby yelling at him.

"YOU KILL HER! NOT ME! YOU! YOU ARE THE HELL INSIDE MY HEAD! YOU'RE THE REAL JACK! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU AND I HOPE YOU DIE IN HELL! YOU FUCKIN ASSHOLE! I HATE YOU! SCREW YOU!"

James slapped her across the face. She stopped yelling. Debby tried to get into Jackson arms, but James grabbed her chin and brought her closer to him. They were face to face.

"I would,. . . learn to control your temper if I were you and learn some fuckin respect before I beat it into you."

Debby didn't know what made her do this, but she spit in his face. Debby's heart stunk when she realized what she had done. James let out a long breath and smiled evilly.

He slammed her against the wall. She gasped as he grabbed her throat. James just laughed at her and grabbed her ribs in his big hands. He stared to squeeze it hard. The pain came in slowly, but that just made it hurt more.

She screamed at the top of her lungs. She couldn't stop screaming. Tear come down her cheeks in buckles. Jackson's whole body turned into goose bumps. He wanted pull James off of her and beat him to a corpse, but yet he couldn't.

Debby stopped screaming for tears closed up her throat. James let her go and let her slid down the wall. She started to cry even more. James left the room saying, "Make sure she stops crying so she can be clear on the phone."

Once Jackson knew he was out of the room, he knelt down to the crying girl.

"Debby." He stared.

"Get away from me." She whispered. She crawled into the corner of the room. She had hate in her eyes.

"Debby."

"You were right, ok, I believe you. Just go away." She said with a stronger tone.

Jeff stared at them both. He felt bad for the girl, but what could he do?

Jackson got up. He left the room in silent and pain. Jeff could only stand there feeling like a idiot.

"Are you ok?"

Debby shot a go-to-hell-look.

"Right,"

He left the room leaving Debby to cry her little eyes out. She had a lot to think about and a lot to cry over.

"You didn't have to do that." Jeff told James. James turned around making Jeff feel smaller but he still went on.

"Do what?"

"You didn't have to do that to Debby. I mean, she's only a kid and she's been threw a lot so I just think-"

"I don't care what you think. I will do whatever I want. Mmmm, since you are a rookie, I'll give you a tip. Don't question what the boss says." James said.

Jackson narrowed his eyes, "Yet, you're not my boss."

James shot him a look, "Shut up! I'm paying you aren't I?"

"No, you asshole, you aren't."

"Well. . . I. . . shut up!"

Jackson stared at him, "You know what, I'm going to say this once. You better listen up, ok? You're not my boss. You don't order me around, ha, I'm not scared of your fat ass at all. And also, guess what, I will kill you if you hurt Debby like that again."

"Kill me?" James asked.

He heard a click. Jackson pulled out a gun aiming it at James. Jackson could see the fear in his eyes.

"I don't have anything to lose, so why the fuck should you order me around? Again, you hurt Debby, I WILL hurt you and not give a damn about it. Same for anyone else who hurts Debby." He said looking into his eyes.

James smiled nervously, "Jackson, you're not going to kill me are yo-"

Jackson pulled the trigger, purposely missing James. James fell to the ground. Jackson smirked and rejoinder, "Next time, I won't miss." Jackson said pulling the gun back into his pocket.

James was shaking a little. Jackson laughed at his weakness.

"Weren't we going to call someone?" Jackson asked Jeff.

Jeff nodded his head and grabbed the nearest phone.