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On to the chappy!
I found Jack still in bed, but awake. "Hey, sleepy head. How long have ya been up?"
Jack smiled at me and said, "not too long. Where've ya been?"
"I went ta go see Ang. She woke up not too long 'go, but I tink she went back ta sleep," I replied, laying down with him again.
"I missed ya while ya was hea. Next time, ya eidda ain't goin' or Ise goin' wid youse," Jack mumbled into my hair and I smiled.
"Well, den youse ah gonna hafta come wid me, cause I like Brooklyn."
"Fine. I'll come wid youse. Id's settled," he replied and then we lay in silence. I thought he might have fallen asleep so I looked up at him only to find him looking down at me. We laughed uncontrollably. Then it became a tickle war, and I was losing.
Of course, Scott had to ruin the moment and interupt us, like always. Does he, like, know when I'm with Jack just so he can come break up the fun? "Havin' a bit ah fun, ah wese?"
I rolled my eyes. "Whudd do ya want, Scott? Ah ya tryin' ta ruin me life?"
"Youse were suppose ta check on Ang at 1:30!"
"Whudd's ya point? Id's only noon! I jus got in hea!" I argued, standing up in front of him.
"Guess again, baby sista. Id's quartah ta 2," he replied and pulled out his pocket watch to show me. I ran from the room to check on Ang. I saw Spot helping her up.
"Angel, I warned youse! Now youse ah gonna get id!" I yelled making my way towards her.
"Whudd! Youse try holdin' ya pee in fer hours on end, it ain't pleasant!" she argued back.
"Don't give me dat look! Youse ah gonna pull out ya stitches, if ya haven't already!" I snapped back.
"Hea, lemme help youse two. Ang needs ta go ta da washroom?" Spot asked and she nodded. He picked her up and carried her in. "Jus' cause I don' like seein' youse two fightin', Ise'll take her in da washroom so she don' hoit 'erself."
I left the room in a huff. I went into the bunkroom to sit with all the boys. "Ah ya evah gonna lemme play 'gain, Race? Or ah ya too scared dat Ise'll beat ya again?"
Race looked up to me and grinned. "Youse cheated! Ya knew how ta play befora hand! Dat ain't fair!"
"Well, you, Racetrack Higgins, tried to win money off a goil who YOU THOUGHT didn't know how ta play. So we were both bein' bad dat night," I winked and sat down in Jack's lap while all the boys whistled.
"Double down, boys!" Race yelled and I turned to face Jack.
"Ang almost poped 'er stitches an' I screamed at 'er. Now Ise gotta go scream at her in front ah ya so dat youse tink deres sumthin' wrong wid me. Den we convice Spot dat 'e needs ta talk wid Ang afta I spill mah said story?" I asked and he nodded. Then he walked over and started talking to Angel.
After a couple of minutes I made my enterance. "Angel, whudd ah ya doin' outta bed! Id's nice dat ya wanna talk wid da boys, but da doc said dat youse gotta stay in bed fer a few days til ya wounds ah healed enough ta walk 'round!" I nagged and tried to get her back into bed.
"Thanks fer da lesson, sis," she muttered.
"Anytime, dat's what Ise hea foah!" I mocked.
"Don give me dat! You try stayin in bed all day! It ain't easy. I don' like te be stuck in a room all day!" she screamed and I rolled my eyes.
It was time to go in for the big kill. "Givin me attitude are ye? Well, let me tell ye sumthin', I could always leave an' lie te ouah fadda 'bout you an' me," I threatened.
We were giving each other nasty glares when Jack broke us up. "Alright why don' youse two go sit in different corners befora one a ya does er says somethin yer gonna regret."
"Look I'm just worried Angel's gonna hoit herself even woise walkin' 'round when she's supposed te stay in bed. Whudd? I can't be a sista an' be worried?" I questioned, glaring at him for show.
"Hey, now I know both of ye has been trough a lot, but ye need to chill fer once. Nuttins gonna happen te Angel. I promise she'll be fine. C'mon lets go talk. I think it'll make ye feel betta. You too Angel," Jack said and took my hand, leading me into Angel's room"Hey, Spot I think ye should stay to. I bet youse gots some things te say, mebe."
"I dunno I don think I ain't got nuttin te say really." Spot insisted.
"Hold on, yer lyin! I know, I can see it in yer eyes. C'mon stay, I wanna know whudd ye gots te say, unless ye really don wanna say anythin." Angel raised an eyebrow.
"Spot is gonna stay cuz he wants te share his feelins." Jack said and pulled Spot inside, slamming the door. "Sit boy!" he yelled when Spot made an attempt to leave. I knew that I would have to put on a good act. Although it still was a painful subject for me, I wasn't great at sharing my feelings. Jack whispered to Spot and Spot nodded. "Alright now dat we're in hea, de nice couples we are, why don't ye share why yer so upset Bailey." Jack said sitting.
"Look Jack nuttins wrong. Alright?" I started, trying to make Jack irratated.
"Bailey, I know somethins botherin ye. Don lie te me." Jack put on a serious face and crossed his arms.
"Look I don think dat dis is fair!"
"Bailey, its not meant te be fair. Somethins botherin ye an I wanna know whudd it is." Jack was really trying to make me upset, so I would break down. I knew he didn't want me to feel bad, but it was to get Spot and Angel to talk and I'd do anything for my sister.
I knew to go in for the kill, I had to shed some tears... "Its just…. I never thought….." I broke down and cried as hard as I could, Angel pulling me into a hug.
"You know whudd botherin her don ya Angel."
"Its just, look I had te drag it outta her." I could almost see the fire in her eyes.
"Whudds wrong? I know it might not be fixable."
"You know dat dis was gonna happen didn't ye!" Angel was furious at Jack.
"An' so did ye. Yer point?" Jack was quite the actor, acting like he didn't care at all.
"Yer goil hea is cryin an yer not doin nuttin!" Angel stood up, gently pushing me up.
"Look I wanna know whudd botherin her foist! She's been on ye like yer a bomb going te explode any minute! I just wanna know why she thinks yer gonna die if yer out an about!"
"Think of whudd ye just said. Somethin derres gonna anwsa yer question," she said and turned back to me. "Its ok it wasn't yer fault." she whispered to me. I felt guilty for doing this, but it was the only way... right?
"It is. I shoulda been derre. I didn't even get te say goodbye er anythin'," I put my head on her shoulder, the guilt of not saying goodbye for good was real. Andrew was my best friend when I didn't have Angel, and now he's gone and I'll never have him there ever again...
"Bailey, he's right I ain't gonna die from deese cuts. De woist dat could happen is de stitches an dats already happened."
"But you didn't see whudd I saw. You didn't see, but Spot did. I promised him I wouldn't tell ye." I wasn't suppose to say that... oops?
Angel turned her gaze to Spot and then back to me. "Whudd er ye sayin?" I put my head down, refusing to answer.
"Ok, we're really not sharing our feelin's," Jack got up and walked over to us. Angel let go and Jack took her place. This was it. "I know its gotta be something big fer ye te act like dat. Please tell me…I love ye so much it hoits me te see ye like dis."
"I can't…..it won't do any…" I looked into his eyes and saw how worried he looked.
"Ye don know till ye tell me whudds botherin ye," the acting was over, he knew I was hurting and saying everything out loud would make it all more real for me.
"I dont even know dey did it…" I was crying too hard to talk.
"Who?" he asked softly and I burried my face in his chest.
"Oscar an' Morris," I mumbled.
"Whudd dey do te you?" he asked.
"Mah parents…" I said and sniffled.
"Think bout whudd I said te ye eilia. You'll see whudd she's talking bout." Angel respected that it wasn't her place to tell, but she gave a very helpful hint.
"So yer sayin dey were killed?" Jack asked.
"I didn't know dat dey even knew where I was stayin. I shoulda stayed." I struggled, but took in a shuddering breath.
"It wasn't yer fault. Why didn't ye tell me befora? Ye should a told me a while ago. Just recently cuz of Trevor you've been actin strange. I shoulda asked ye de last time Angel got hoit."
"Since Bailey shared whudds botherin her, why don you share Spot…" Angel turned all focus on to Spot, who looked uncomfortable.
"I really don' wanna talk bout it right now." Spot stood up.
"Hold on, I think Angel has a right te know whudds botherin ye too." Jack stood too, bringing me with him.
"But..dat ain't fair! Ye poipusly did dat te Bailey so I would talk wid Angel!" Spot yelled clenching his fists.
"Well now dat ye know me an' Bailey are leavin you two te talk. TALK!" Jack yelled and led me out of the room.
"I'm sorry, Bai. That got too intense foa ya an' I shouldn't ah pushed ya so hard an-"
"Jack!" I yelled and he stopped. I framed his face with my hands. "We had ta do dat. An' I tink dat really helped me. I mean, saying it out loud ta mahself really puts tings inta perspective, ya know?"
Jack grinned and moved forward to kiss me. "Dat's me goil. Always makin' da best outta bad situations."
I laughed. "Yep, dat's me!" Jack pulled me into a hug and I sighed. The place I felt the safest, Jack's arms. We stood this way for a long time and I couldn't think of a place I would rather be for the rest of my life.
And that's chapter 18. I'm gonna start writing 19 so that I won't take so long to post it! Please leave a review so I know I still have my readers!