Chapter 6

Evangeline couldn't believe her ears, what John was saying made no sense to her. After these last five months he had the nerve to come in her house and tell her that he loved her and that he was never in love with Natalie, but yet he ran to her every time she called, and he wanted to lie to her and say that he loved her. That would not fly with her; Evangeline was pissed.

"First, how can you come into my house and say you love me when you know it's a lie, and second what makes you think that I would believe you after the hell you put me through?" Evangeline started pacing back and forth in front of the loveseat; she only did this when she was upset.

John shook his head, this was all going wrong, and he needed to fix it.

"Wait a damn minute. Don't tell me that I don't love you; I've been fighting this feeling to protect you and so far it has gotten me no where. I've lost you and I don't know if I can get you back and now you don't believe that I love you. You have to give me some credit for admitting my feelings for you."

"Give you credit for your feelings John what a load of crap, because you had plenty of times to tell me how you felt when we were together and now just seemed like the perfect time to you. Well it's not and I don't know how much more I can take of all your lies. I just want you to leave John and don't come back here anytime soon."

Evangeline felt tired and she still had a lot of anger and sadness left inside that she didn't know she had. She walked to the door and opened it, waiting for John to follow her and walk out.

John couldn't believe that she was kicking him out and not listening to his side of the story. He felt like he'd lost a huge battle and just wanted to drown his sorrows away. So he decided that the best thing for him to do was leave, but he'd be back, for him the fight was just beginning.

He walked toward the door, but stopped and turned to look at Evangeline.

"Hey, don't forget that I love you." John said to her in a low voice.

"I know John, but that doesn't help the situation." Evangeline let a few stray tears escape before she closed the door on John.

John leaned against the door; he couldn't believe what just happened how could she just throw him out , he thought they could start rebuilding what they had, he knew it wouldn't be easy, but at least they would be together again. He needed a pick me up and knew exactly where to go and get it from.

Rodi's Bar.

John walked in and sat at the bar, he ordered himself a shot of Jack Daniels. As he was nursing his wounds, Michael walked in holding hands with Marcie.

Michael and Marcie walked over to a table near the corner and sat down. Marcie removed her jacket; placing it around the back of her chair. She noticed John sitting by himself at the bar and nursing a pint of Jack Daniels.

"Michael, honey look your brother is over at the bar and I think he may need your help." Marcie was concerned about John, ever since he and Evangeline broke up, John hasn't been the same, and he was always walking around the station in a bad mood and snapping at anyone who came in contact with him.

Michael looked over to where his brother was sitting at the bar; he didn't look to good from where Michael was sitting. Taking a look over at Marcie's face, Michael could tell that this would bother her for the rest of the night.

"All right I'm going; you don't have to get all rude about it." He teased before walking over to his brother.

John felt like crap and just wanted to drown his sorrows in a bottle. He knew he screwed things up with Evangeline, but he needed to explain why he acted the way he did, and try to regain her trust. Out of the corner of his eye; John saw brother walking toward him out of the corner of his eye and groaned. Michael always stuck his nose in John's business which he called trying to help the situation, but only made matters worse.

"Well look who it is, the good Samaritan come to save the day have you?" John slurred his words.

"Whew, man you need a few breath mints, some gum, and a bottle of Listerine. What are you doing to yourself John?" Michael took a few steps back from his brother.

"I'm drinking away my pain and maybe just maybe I'll forget about all the pain I've caused someone." John's eyes started to droop and wander into the distance.

"Look let me and Marcie take you home and make you a pot of coffee, cause in the morning you're going to feel like shit man." Michael didn't like seeing his brother in this condition.

John threw a couple bills on the table and tried to stand up, but wobbled a little. He held on to the counter to steady himself.

"No, I'm alright you stay here with Marcie and have a nice time." John turned to walk away, but felt Michael's hand on his shoulder. John tried to shrug him off, but was unsuccessful.

John turned around, "Michael I'm warning you, let it go, I can get home myself without any harm." John was in no mood to argue with his brother.

"Johnny I'm not letting you go home by yourself, if you won't let me take you home, then let me call Natalie so she can come pick you up." Michael tried to reason with him; he knew his brother was incapable of making any coherent thoughts tonight.

"Fine fine, whatever you say." John grumbled and rubbed a hand over his face.

Marcie was now standing by Michael and listening to his conversation with Natalie. Even though Marcie disliked Natalie with a passion and couldn't understand what John ever saw in her, but was glad he had someone to take him home safely.

"Hey Natalie, it's John he's not doing so hot, he's gotten himself drunk and won't let me take him home."

"Yeah, I'll be there right away, and Michael thanks for calling me." Natalie wanted people to take her and John together as a couple serious.

"Don't mention it, kiddo." Michael laughed; he knew she hated the nickname he gave her.

"Yeah, whatever Michael I'll see you in a minute." Natalie hung up the phone.

"She's on her way, I'm so sorry Marcie that our dinner got cut into, but I'll make it up to you later." Michael told Marcie as he wrapped a arm around her waist and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Hey get a room if you're going to do that. This is a publik area. "John slurred his words again; he was drinking another shot of JD.

"That's a riot, because you're telling me and Marcie to get a room when you and Evangeline would be all over each other like rabbits when you two thought no one was looking." Michael grinned at his brother, but noticed that Marcie was looking at him strangely.

"Honey why did you say that, you know he doesn't like to talk about Evangeline." Marcie whispered to Michael.

"I don't know, it just came out, you know I didn't mean to upset him." Michael turned to his brother and tried to apologize.

John was shaking his head at him, "Don't worry about it Mikey, I remember the good times, how beautiful she looked in the morning without makeup, the way she smelled of Flowers in the Springtime, and how good her lips…" Michael cut John off in mid-sentence.

"Alrighty; John tmi you don't need to explain any further. Where is Natalie when you need her?"

"Right behind you dope." Natalie came in behind him and walked over towards John.

"Hey honey, are you ready to go home?" Natalie asked him as she put an arm around his waist and placed his arm around her shoulder.

"Yeah, kids take me home." John's eyes started to glaze over.

Natalie looked at Michael for help with his brother.

"Um, let me help you out Natalie." Michael put John's other arm around his shoulder.

Together Natalie and Michael got John to her car; once John was safely strapped in Natalie thanked Michael for calling him and said her goodbyes to him and Marcie, before taking off.