Chapter 6- Feel no pain
Mercer House-
Jack sat on his bed strumming his guitar to the beat of "Let's get it on" by Marvin Gaye. He sat there with the goofiest smile on his face, looking like a four year old at Disneyland. Krystal and he had become really good friends the last couple of days. Old feelings consumed him as he remembered the polite kiss she gave him not to long ago. He always knew she was sweet and gentle but because of the people she hung out with, her best qualities were hidden from the world.
"Bobby?" Angel yelled from downstairs just getting in the house, he and Sofi had finally gone to dinner that night.
"Jack?" he yelled when he didn't hear Bobby answer.
"Up here," Jack shouted back.
Angel walked upstairs while Sofi went into the kitchen.
"You guys have been out since six, it's almost midnight," Jack said placing a ciggertte in his mouth and lighting it.
"Well you know," he said chuckling.
Jack let out a stream of smoke, "Where's Bobby?"
"I dunno, he probably went out," Angel said exiting Jack's room.
Jack took a look at his clock radio, 11:47 p.m. He didn't feel like going to bed, so he decided to call Krystal.
"Good day to you. You've reached the Reverend Peterson residence. I am not able to take your call at this moment, so please leave your name and number and I should be able to get back to you soon. Remember God blesses us each and every day."
When the call reached the answer machine he hung up.
He knew that she couldn't be asleep; she never slept before one in the morning. He threw his leather jacket on and headed downstairs.
"Where you goin?" Angel asked Jack as he swung the front door open.
"I'm going over to see Red," Jack said.
"Have fun," Angel laughed, remembering that Jack had spent the night before at her house.
Jack took long drags on his cigarette as he walked down the snow covered sidewalk. It was freezing and he couldn't wait until spring came around. Maybe he could take Krystal on vacation somewhere warm like Florida or California. Or maybe he could visit Brooklyn with her and her dad. All he knew is that he wanted to spend more time with her making up for the years they lost being friends.
When he was a house away from Krystal's he noticed that her screen door was flapping back in forth. He ran up the steps quickly and threw his cigarette in the snow, Krystal hated smoking. He was about to knock on the door when it slowing opened itself. Pushing his way past it, he stopped moving.
"Stop," he heard someone moan lightly.
Jack made his way into the living room slowly.
"Bobby," Krystal groaned as Bobby slid his hands down her shorts.
Jack froze like a deer in headlights. He didn't look long, but he caught enough to make him sick to his stomach. Krystal and Bobby were on the couch making out as far as he could see and that was more than an eye full. He stumbled down her front steps trying to run home.
"Bobby," Krystal said sleepily grabbing his huge biceps.
Bobby continued rummaging his hands over her lower body.
She hit him in the shoulder hard with her fist, "Ow baby," Bobby sighed.
"Get up," she said trying to sit up.
"What is it?" he asked her looking around the fuzzy room.
"You needa go, I can't do this," she said grabbing and handing him his jacket.
He sat up, his eyes widened, "What's wrong?"
"You're drunk, and we shouldn't do this."
He laughed and stood up, "I'm drunk? You're drunk too."
"Exactly why you needa go before we regret this," she said putting her robe on.
He walked over to her and grabbed her ass, "How could I regret this?" grinning evilly.
"Vamos! Get out Bobby, go!" she said pointing to the door.
"Fine. I'll have blue balls for a week," he hissed kissing her forehead, and then he left.
As soon as Jack got home he ran into the upstairs bathroom. He lifted the toilet seat and began to hurl.
"You ok?" Sofi asked Jack from the hallway.
"Yeah," he said, still dry heaving.
He couldn't believe what he saw minutes ago. Was Krystal really with Bobby? Was she only pretending to be Jack's friend to turn around and hook up with Bobby? She said it herself, when she was younger she was only Jack's friend to be near Angel. The only difference now was she had used him to get to Bobby. He didn't know which one of them he hated more.
"Wooooo," Bobby laughed hanging his coat up.
"Well you look like shit," Angel observed, "You get attacked by anotha stripper?"
"Even better," Bobby said walking up to his room.
"Who was it?" Angel asked eagerly, "Come on man. Was it Candy or Diamond?"
Sofi found Angel on the steps and hit him in the back of the head.
Bobby dragged past the bathroom laughing as Jack began to throw up again.
Meanwhile, Krystal was sitting in the middle of her den floor crying, and she never cried. The last time she cried was at her mother's funeral, but before that she never cried. It was a mistake to let Bobby in and it was an even bigger mistake to make out with him and almost…yeah.
"Stupid, stupid," she mumbled before falling asleep.
The next day-
"Come on, I won't take no for an answer," Bobby said begging Krystal to come over.
"Bobby, I'll feel too weird," she replied.
"No one knows," he whispered.
"What time?"
"Dinner starts at six."
"It's already five thirty."
"So?" Bobby asked.
"Fine, but keep all alcoholic drinks away from me."
He laughed, "See you at six."
After his conversation with Krystal, Bobby had only told Sofi that she was coming to dinner. Jack was upstairs, like always, playing his guitar. Yesterday it was all love ballads and poems but today it was back to that hardcore depressing stuff.
"You're gunna set another plate right?" Bobby asked Sofi who was setting the table.
"For God sakes Bobby, yes," she said angrily, Sofi didn't like Krystal because of the way she stared at Angel.
"Anyone call Jerry? We haven't seen him in a while," Bobby said.
Angel grabbed a biscuit from the bread basket Sofi had just sat out, "I saw him yesterday down at his new office."
"Angel! Jesús Cristo. Put that down!" she yelled.
"Sorry baby," he said taking a bite out of it and placing it back down.
"Fine, den eat it," she sighed.
"We should invite him over, Camille and the kids are out of town for the next two days," Angel said eating the rest of the biscuit.
Sofi sat out all of the food and then Krystal showed up shortly after Jerry.
"Little Red!" Jerry exclaimed hugging his old neighbor, "I haven't seen you in years."
"I babysat ya kids last time I saw you Cousin Jerry, how are they?" Krystal said hugging him back.
They were all in the dinning room sitting down and talking when Bobby noticed Jack was still upstairs.
"Hey Jackie!" Bobby yelled, "Jackie, foods ready."
Jack didn't have much of an appetite, but he joined them for dinner anyway. When he entered the dinning room from the kitchen, Krystal turned to face him and waved. She was sitting next to Bobby who was sitting at the head of the table next to Jerry. He took a seat next to Sofi who was sitting across from Angel who sat next to Krystal. He didn't know she was coming over for dinner.
"Hey little brother, how are you?" Jerry asked as Jack sat down in shock.
"What's wrong?" Angel asked him.
"Nothing," Jack mumbled stabbing his turkey cutlet.
"So how's medical school? That's what you're doing now right?" Jerry asked Krystal.
"No, I just finished a nursin program back in Brooklyn. Now I'm just waitin to start work."
"How did your dance audition go yesterday?" Bobby asked her shoveling food into his mouth.
"I forgot you danced," Jerry said.
"Yeah, I'm supposed to be getting a call next week to see if I got it," Krystal said looking over at Jack who had his head down.
"She's gunna be a video girl," Bobby laughed as he took a sip of his beer.
"Is that so?" Jerry asked surprised.
"No, I was auditionin for a teachin position," she said slapping Bobby's arm.
Jack cringed.
"Why waste your time teaching little kids how to dance when you can be shaking your stuff in a music video?" Bobby laughed with Jerry and Angel.
"It's not the same," Krystal blushed.
Jack was gripping his fork telling himself not to storm out of there screaming.
"Don't you think she'd look good in those short booty shorts?" Bobby joked, pinching Krystal on the cheek flirtingly.
Jack had had enough; he slammed his fork down on his plate and walked out of the room.
Bobby turned his face into a scowl and ran after him," What the hell is your problem?" he asked grabbing Jack by the arm.
"My problem? I don't have a problem" he said sarcastically trying to loosen his arm from Bobby's grip.
By now everyone was standing up by their chairs listening.
"Jack, go finish your food," Bobby said.
Jack tried to stop himself but he couldn't. He took his free arm and ran his fist across Bobby's face, knocking him to the ground.
"Oh my God," Sofi yelled as they all rushed into the living room.
Bobby stood back up and wiped his lip and before he could hit Jack back Angel grabbed him.
"What the hell you little faggot?" Bobby yelled as Jerry held Jack.
"Why you do it Bobby?" Jack shouted as they both tried to wrestle free from their brother's grips.
"Do what?" Bobby shouted back.
Jack was so overwhelmed with jealousy he screamed it out, "Why'd you have to fuck with Krystal?"
Krystal's face darkened from humiliation and anger as everyone stared at her.
"What?" she yelled.
"I saw you! Don't deny it," Jack cried.
Bobby didn't have anything to say and neither did Krystal. She felt like their millions of eyes were burning through her body. Sofi looked at her as if to say, "You little slut." Jerry and Angel's reactions were shocked and Bobby looked at her like she didn't need to prove anything. Jack stared at her with a pained look.
Normally Krystal would get mad and tell everyone off, but after looking into Jack's eyes she just left out the front door.
One more chapter! please R&R