6. Unexpected Occurrences

You're going to recognize a scene in this chapter that is from the movie. Just letting you all know, it's not my scene, but I adapted it to fit the story! Enjoy!

I looked for Jack for about 20 minutes until I found him in the most obvious and yet most not so obvious place: my front steps.

"Jack, don't listen to him. He's just being Bobby," I said, as I sat down next to him.

"He always pulls this shit with me and it really pisses me off," Jack said in a low voice.

"I understand totally. Look on the bright side, at least they don't suspect us dating at all," I grinned at him. He smiled back.

"I almost wish they did," he replied almost solemnly.

"Whenever you feel you wanna tell them is fine with me, Jack. No pressure,"

"I know," he said with a smile. "I think I'll tell them soon, just not today. Maybe this week,"

"Whenever you decide if okay with me," I said, taking his hand and holding it tight. He playfully bumped his shoulder into mine and we both smiled.

"Can I do something I've wanted to do all last night?" He asked.

"Sure," I replied with a smile. He leaned in and kissed me. The moment his lips collided with mine I knew what we were doing was right. Smiling, he pulled away and like two giddy kids we both laughed, knowing we felt the same thing. He was about to lean in and kiss me again, when out of the corner of his eye, Bobby came into view. He dropped my hand immediately as Bobby approached us.

"Jackie, I'm sorry I upset you this much," Bobby apologized.

"It's alright Bobby," Jack said.

"You know how much you mean to me. I never do anything to hurt you—it's all in jest, man," he said, as Jack stood up Bobby hugged him. I smiled at the sight of the two brothers. Jack turned and looked at me and smiled.

"Nothing could ever come between the love I have for you, Jackie," Bobby said, still hugging Jack.

"Bobby, it's really okay," Jack laughed, pulling away from his brother.

About a month later…

After the gay incident, Bobby was acting real weird around Jack and me. At first, Jack and I thought it was because he figured Jack and I were dating, but later on, I realized it wasn't that way at all. I had been spending my available time at the Mercer home with Jack and his brothers. We'd have dinner, play cards, drink and just laugh. Yet, nothing could have prepared me for the unexpected event that took place on Friday evening—almost a month after Jack and I started dating (neither of us as imagined our relationship to go on secretive for so long). I headed over to the Mercer's for dinner and when I got there I found nobody else to be home—except Bobby.

"Come on in, Ange," Bobby said as he let me in the house.

"Where is everyone?" I asked with a chuckle.

"Jeremiah's at home and Angel and Jack should be back shortly. They had to run out to the liquor store," Bobby replied as he took my coat.

"Excellent—can't have an evening without that," I joked as I sat down on the couch.

"Yeah," Bobby chuckled as he sat down as well. He seemed a bit nervous. He rubbed his palms along his thighs briefly and then turned to me.

"You know, dinner won't ready for a long while—would you wanna go get something to eat before they get back?" He asked.

"Oh I don't mind waiting," I said nonchalantly, not realizing his offer was really some sort of date and not just an offer of friends.

"Are you sure? I mean…well, if you don't mind, I was sort of asking you socially, I guess I could put it that way…" he said softly. It took me a moment for this information to register, and Bobby was a nice guy and all, but I just didn't really see him that way. And oh yeah, I was kind of already dating his brother who I was absolutely crazy about. Shit.

"Bobby, I really would love to do dinner with you, but right now isn't really a good time," I said, trying to seem breezy and friendly at the same time.

"Why isn't now a good time?" He asked, seeming a bit antsy.

"Well, the reason, of course," I chuckled, quoting my favorite TV show, Friends. He didn't laugh. Guess he didn't watch Friends. "Look, Bobby, I think you're a fabulous guy, I'm not just saying that—but I really don't feel I have the time to date anybody right now. I'm real busy and wouldn't have much time to dedicate to you," I said, half lying, half truthful.

"Oh I understand. I forgot how busy you are most of the time," he replied. I couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic, but it didn't matter, because at that moment, Angel and Jack walked in the door. This time, Jack had saved me.

Well, as if things couldn't get any stranger and unexpected, Angel, Jack, Bobby and I all went out to the bar that following night—it was a good night to get hammered by my standards. Luckily things weren't too weird between Bobby and me…yet.

As the night grew on, the more shots of hard liquor we pounded—or they pounded. I just drank a couple rum and cokes and I had a pretty good buzz going—that was good enough for me. Jack, on the other hand, was downing shot after shot after shot of whisky, along with Angel and Bobby. I think he felt he had something to prove to them—mostly about being manly and not being a "fairy", as Bobby made him out to be. We ended up sitting at a table. I was still happily buzzed, Angel and Bobby were done drinking, and Jack was sipping on a beer.

"Jack's so drunk," Angel laughed at his brother as Jack licked his beer bottle kidding around.

"Jack's drunk!" Jack shouted. He winked at me and took another swig of beer.

"Jack like ass crack and ball sack," Bobby muttered to Angel. The two shared a laugh and Jack managed to hear them.

"No! Jack doesn't like ass crack and ball sack! Jack likes boobs! Ange's boobs, to be more specific," Jack exclaimed in the third person. My heart began to race faster. Bobby and Angel laughed at him. I decided they thought nothing of his comment. I glanced over at Jack, signaling him to stop, but he just kept going.

"Jack's got fans…lots of fans…" he began. My heart began to race again.

"Yeah, dude fans," Bobby chuckled.

"No—Jack's got fans, but only one special fan," Since he was sitting next to me, and put his arm around me and kissed my cheek. I tried looking as though I didn't enjoy it, but it wasn't enough to fool Angel and Bobby.

"Wait, what?" Angel asked, confused.

"You heard me," Jack slurred. "Jack's biggest fan is right here—Jack's girlfriend, Ange!" I turned to Jack and looked him sternly in the eyes but didn't say anything.

"Is this true?" Angel asked, almost shocked. I was quiet for a moment and then looked at both he and Bobby.

"Yes. It's true," I replied. I turned to look at Jack, who was leaning on me and had actually passed out.

"Now I understand," Bobby said, standing up.

"Bobby, don't be upset, please. I'm really sorry. Jack didn't wanna tell you guys, for whatever reason I'll never know. I told him whenever he felt ready to tell you was fine with me. Apparently he felt ready tonight…" Bobby was silent for a moment, but then he finally spoke.

"Nah, don't worry about it. He deserves someone like you in his life," he said sincerely.

"Let's get this clown home before he pukes," Angel said to Bobby as they both hoisted him up.

The next day, Jack awoke to sitting by his side while he lay he bed. He smiled up at me and tried to sit up. Realizing the magnitude of his hangover, he fell back down.

"Oh man, I feel like shit," he grumbled.

"Yeah, you were so shitfaced last night," I chuckled as I brushed some of his hair out of his face.

"What happened last night? I don't remember anything past sitting at the bar pounding whisky shots," Jack said with a smirk.

"Well, for starters, you outted us to Bobby and Angel," I said, grinning at him. Suddenly, he sat up straight.

"I did what!" he exclaimed.

"You told your brothers that we're dating," I said more seriously.

"Oh shit. What'd I say?" he groaned as he fell back down onto his pillow.

"You said you didn't like ass crack and ball sack, and that you like boobs, mine in particular. That part they didn't quite catch. Then, you went on saying stuff about how you have a lot of fans, but only one special fan, being me, and then you kissed me, and then you said I was your girlfriend. They took it just fine. Don't worry," I comforted him.

"Holy shit," he paused and then look up at me, "as long as they don't mind," he said finally, grinning, pulling me down on top of him.