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Chapter 7: Honeymoon Suite

Unfortunately, Jerry got us a very crappy room. There were two beds and one bathroom. And something living in that bathroom.

"Oh Jer! It's beautiful, sweetheart! Gettin us the most romantic suite in the joint! Aren't you a puppy?" Bobby said in a sarcastic baby voice, gripping his chest.

"It's all we could get. In case you haven't noticed, we're flat-out broke." Jerry replied, pulling in my luggage with Jack. Bobby had a backpack full of the 'necessities'. I was helping Angel. The wound was nothing too serious. We've encountered worse.

"How you doin, Angel?" I asked, securing the torn sleeve around his arm.

"…Peachy." He forced.

We settled in and made sure the door was double-locked. There, Bobby unloaded everything. I helped Angel to the round table with a first aid kit. "You know…I love it when we spend time together like this. A year is never complete without a shootout in that old beatup car." I said sardonically.

"I think it's safe to say that we're being followed." Bobby stated. "Which means they probably know where we're headed. We're gonna have to throw them off somehow." He layed out the guns one of the beds.

"And how the hell are we going to do that?" Angel gritted as I took off the sleeve. He was still bleeding profusely.

"We're Mercers. What do you think we're going to do?" Bobby asked, preoccupied by all the weaponry in front of him. Damn…I always knew he was a psycho.

"'The Switch'? You can't think that Tai actually remembers that stuff do you?" Jerry asked. "…do you?" hequestioned towards me.

The entire room's attention was turned to myself. "...I think I can manage." I told them, as I cleaned off the blood around Angel's arm.

"She can manage." Bobby shrugged at Jerry and handed him a pistol. "You may want to keep that near you." He loaded another pistol and handed it to Angel. "You think you can still use this little brother?"

Angel looked at the gun, then at me. "…I think I can manage." He mimicked. Bobby went back to the bed and handed me a familiar gun. ".38 caliber. Brand-spankin new." He polished it.

I eyed the gun, bored.

"The shotgun's too heavy to be handy for now." He reasoned.

"……I'm not 13 anymore Bobby." I said, turning back my attention back to wrapping Angel's arm. There was a pause. I saw him roll his eyes and turn back to the bed. He came back with something that made me fairly happier. "Street Sweeper. This or you get a baseball bat like Jackie-O over there."

"Hey!"

"Street Sweeper it is then." I obeyed. I set it on top of the table. "It looks like you stole it from Rambo." I muttered. Angel snickered.

"So wait…I have to get a baseball bat? How fair is that?" Jack complained.

"Aw…cry me a fuckin river, sweetheart." Bobby pouted and gave him a metal baseball bat. Jack hesitated before taking it. He then lit up a cigarette.

Bobby groaned and took the baseball bat back. "My sisters are fuckin babies..." He looked down at all the guns before picking up a Desert Eagle and handing it to Jack.

"Even a fairy like you can use a Desert Eagle right?"

Jack took a puff and examined the pistol. Bobby walked over to the windows to make sure they were locked. "Man, Jerry you couldn't even get us a room on the second floor? At least if Sweet's guys try to climb up we can shoot them from up here!"

"I told you! This was the only room available!"

"Yeah, yeah. We better get some rest. We're out by the crack of dawn tomorrow. So all you ladies get you're beauty sleep." Bobby said, clearing out all the guns. "I'll stay near the window in case the fuckers try to come in through here. You four can take the beds.

One thing I loved about Bobby was that he was willing to sacrifice anything for the people he loved; whether it's luxury, or life and death. He'd never admit it, but he cared about us.

Later that night…

I was sharing a bed with Jack. I heard some scratching at the door. When I looked over at the cheap clock beside me, it was already 4:30 in the morning. Still kind of buzzed, I wasn't fully aware.

"Shh…man they're gonna hear us!"

I sat up. It was too dark to see anything but I knew that all my brothers were fast asleep. Bobby was laying down under the window with a shotgun and bat in his hands.

Knowing this might be a good time to wake him, I hurriedly got out of bed and shook Bobby.

"Bobby…Bobby wake up." He shot up and grabbed my arm roughly.

"Someone's at the door!" I whispered, trying to get him to loosen his death grip on me. He let go and was alarmed to see the doorknob jiggling.

Instead of waking the other guys, Bobby told me to get the Street Sweeper he had given me earlier. In his own hands, he had a shot gun.

Whoever was trying to break in wasn't doing a good job. Bobby and I could've probably walked to Denny's, have some breakfast, walk back and they would STILL be trying to unlock the door. We were behind it, ready to strike if they came in.

"Will you hurry the fuck up?" a voice whispered. "Damn you suck at this!"

I'm sure Bobby and I rolled our eyes simultaneously at their childishness. Finally, we caught the knob turning slowly.

"YES!" One of the guys whispered happily. "We're in!"

"And you're out." Bobby replied as he struck the first guy who came in on the head with his gun. The guy was immediately knocked out. I backed up and aimed at the second intruder, who had his hands up.

"Get in here." Bobby ordered, pulling him by his collar. He closed the door and walked over the knocked out body on the floor. I flipped open the lights, still aiming. I looked at my brothers, who were now awake and gripping their weapons.

"Who the FUCK is that?" Angel said standing up.

"That's what I'm about to find out." Bobby took the guy and pushed him on to a chair. "Someone tie him up."

Jack stood up and grabbed the rope from inside Bobby's backpack. He tied the guy's hands and feet to the chair. I looked at the guy once over. He couldn't have been older than 16.

"You wanna tell us you're name, kid?" Jerry asked.

"………"

"I believe my little brother asked you a question." Bobby said, crossing his arms and leaning on the table.

"…Jamal."

"Were you plannin' on robbin' us, Jamal?" I asked. "Because we're broke. Look at the hell hole we're sleepin' in."

"No…I was-…" he stopped.

"Go on." Bobby said trying to sound kind.

"…you ain't gonna knock me out like you did my cousin right?" He nodded to the unconscious body on the floor. That kid was probably around the same age as Jamal.

"Not as long as you tell us the truth." Bobby replied.

"…Someone sent me…" he said softly.

"Who?"

"…I don't…I don't really know." He finished lamely.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Angel asked in a threatening voice. Bobby gave him a look that told him to calm down.

He turned Jamal and the chair towards him with his foot. "Elaborate."

"…Look, neither me or my cousin know who the dude is. He just paid us 5 g's to break in here, and kidnap a girl."

My facial expression stayed solid. Another day, another death threat. However, my brothers all turned to me, anxious. Bobby's eyes stayed on the kid.

"I'm guessing it's not my other sister, Jackie-O over there...is it?" Jamal looked at Jack then at the floor.

"No. It's that girl." He nodded towards me. "Her picture is in my cousin's pocket." I looked at the body next to me and immediately went through the pockets. My hand met what felt like a polaroid. As I took it out, I felt a breath escape me in shock.

"Tai. Tai, let's see it." Bobby said gently. I was frozen. It was like my legs weighed hundreds of pounds. Jack hurried to my side and looked over my shoulder. Angrily, he snatched it out of my hands as I did nothing. Just stare at the floor below me.

"…Un-fucking-believable…" he muttered in a low voice, eyes still on the picture. He walked to Bobby and showed it to him, while he passed it to Jerry, and he passed it to Angel, who, after one look, shoved it into his pocket heatedly.

There was another pause. "You wanna tell me how your boss obtained a picture of my little sister half naked?" Bobby said through gritted teeth as he tried to remain calm. He knew that it probably wasn't Jamal's or his cousin's fault.

It was a photograph of me changing in my bedroom. The curtains were closed…which meant that whoever took the picture climbed up to the roof, and peeked through the small opening, then zoomed in.

"I don't know. All I know was that he gave us the picture to follow her then bring her back to him, alive and unharmed." Jamal explained. There was a hint of fear in his voice.

Another pause. A longer one this time. "…here's what you're gonna do: you are going to go back to your boss, tell him we out-ran you. Then you're gonna say that one of us knocked out your cuz over there. You didn't want to leave him so you forfeited this so-called mission. Got it?" Bobby asked.

Jamal looked at us, then nodded.

"Good. You're fine. Don't worry. You may want to get your partner some ice or there's going to be some nasty bruising in the morning." Bobby patted Jamal's cheek, assuring him that we weren't about to knock him out too. "Do you know if they're still coming after her?"

Jamal explained where all the hits were going to take place. Jerry wrote them down as he spoke. Whoever this guy was, he knew us well. He had men at every rest stop, every motel, and every diner. When he finished talking, I'm sure all of us were genuinely worried for each other's safety.

"Jackie, untie him." Bobby said.

Jerry was helping Bobby pack up. Angel and I got the message as we started gathering our stuff as well.

As we finished up, Bobby and Jack put the unconscious guy on top of the bed. "Check-out is at 4:00 pm." Bobby informed Jamal. Jamal nodded unsurely. "Were you two with anyone else?"

"No."

We all started exiting. Bobby was the last one. "Alright. Thank you for the information…Stay in school."

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