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Chapter 6-Bailing Out
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When they were on their way to the station, Sasha was extremely pissed. She didn't want anything to do with Vince at the moment. He had overreacted, once more, and taken matters into his own hands. If he wouldn't be so stubborn and listen to her once in a while, she would have had time to talk to him about Monty. Vince was changing drastically in front of their eyes. He was becoming an angry drunk and she didn't know how much more of it she could take. His was of solving problems is fighting and drinking. She never wanted Vince to change when she first met him. She loved his bad boy image and his roughness. She loved his protectiveness of the family and his balsy attitude. Vince was the epitome of a man to her. But right now, she wanted him to change. Not only for her sake, but for Desmond's sake. Sasha didn't want Vince to be as angry or to drink as much as he does. Vince had never hit her, but with the way things were going, she wasn't so sure if it wasn't in her future.
"We're here." Letty said, waking Sasha from her thoughts. She nodded and they exited the car. Noticing the others waiting for them, they joined up and went inside. They had sent Brian and Rome to drive Vince's car home.
Sasha walked up to a desk, where a middle-aged man was sitting, staring at a small TV screen. When he noticed her standing there, he smiled and unapologetically scanned her body.
"How can I help you, Gorgeous?" He asked, now leaning on the counter, staring at Sasha.
"Well, first, you can stop checking me out. That's gross. Look, I'm here to bail my friend out." Hearing the word 'friend' the Team looked at Sasha with confusion.
"What's your friend's name?" He asked, smirking afterwards. Sasha literally felt ill. This man looked as if he could be her dad he was so old.
"Lamont Jacobson." She said, receiving gasps from the others. They looked at her with fire in their eyes. No one expected her to bail out Monty over her husband.
Sasha paid the bill of $500 as the guard ordered for Monty to be sent up. When he came in the room, he had a bruise above his right eye and his lower lip had been cut. He looked confused. He too expected Sasha to bail out her husband.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing Sasha?" Letty griped, not happy about what Sasha was doing.
"Well let's see. I just bailed out Monty and now I'm going to pick up my son. Goodbye." Sasha answered, feeling exhausted from all of the night's events.
"No you're not. You're gonna go bail Vince out." Letty said, pulling Sasha's arm. She yanked it away.
"Off. I'm not bailing Vince out. He can stay in there. With the way he acted tonight, I wouldn't be surprised if Monty pressed charges against him. Now, I'm leaving." Sasha said again, walking out of the station.
"Can I help anyone else?" The guard asked, looking at the rest of the people in the station. Dom sighed walked to the counter, bailing Vince out of jail.
Leon caught up to Monty and Sasha, who were starting a four mile hike back to the convention for Monty's car. He pulled over next to them and stopped. Sasha rode shotgun as Monty jumped in the back. Leon drove Monty to the convention, where he returned to his car. Sasha and Monty exchanged numbers and said they'd call each other to hang out sometime. Sasha apologized on Vince's behalf several times, but Monty just smiled and blew it off. He understood why Vince reacted the way he did. Most men did. He thought it was cute how he could even make a complete stranger jealous of him. After a few more apologies, Monty went home and Leon drove Sasha to Mia's house. Entering the house, the ruckus of the Wiggles music and dancing blared out. Mia and Angel danced around the large living room while Senia and Lily played with Desmond. The twins and Jeremiah were upstairs playing in Jeremiah's toys.
"Hi Aunt Sashie and Uncle Leon!" Angel greeted, still bouncing up and down to the music.
"Hey baby." Sasha greeted her, lifting her up and kissing her forehead before putting her back down. Leon followed suit.
Mia noticed the sad look on Sasha's face as Sasha walked to the bathroom. Mia followed, just to check on her. She knocked on the door softly before pushing it open. She found a crying Sasha huddled on the toilet seat. Not saying a word, Mia pulled her close, wrapping her caring arms around her friend. She just held Sasha as she cried, allowing her to break out of her tough shell. The children's music was turned down and the front door was heard being opened and shut. Mia pulled back.
"Let's get you changed. You can stay in the guestroom. I'll feed Dez and when he falls asleep, I'll bring him to you. We can talk in the morning." Mia said, helping her out the bathroom. She walked with her upstairs and took her to the guest room, which was the third door on the right. The room was small, but cozy. The room was done in ocean blue and smelled of the sea. Mia ran to her room and grabbed a pair of Spongebob pj's with a shirt to match. "It's all I got clean." Mia smiled, trying to lighten the mood.
"That's fine. Thank you Mi." Sasha smiled, taking the clothes. "Just bring D up whenever you want." Mia nodded and exited the room. Sasha changed, tossing her old clothes in a heap on the floor. She climbed under the heavy comforters, immediately feeling peaceful. Her body felt tiny in the large bed and covers. She tossed and turned for awhile, trying to find the perfect position. Settling for laying on her left side, hands under the fluffy pillows, her mind began to drift to the others. She wondered where they were...
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After Leon drove Sasha and Monty to the convention, Dom bailed Vince out. Apparently, Brian had called into the station before they arrived to warn about Vince. Thank God Brian was in with these guys, or they'd have Vince on public intoxicatin charges.
"Vincent Palmeriti, you're free to go." One guard said, opening the small cell door. Vince staggered out of the cell and up to the front desk. He noticed only Dom standing there.
"Where's everyone else? Where's Sasha?" He asked, walking out of the station.
"Brian and Rome went to get your car and take it home. Letty left for home and Leon took Sasha and Monty back to the conventin. Monty needed to get his car." Dom explained, sliding into the Rx-7.
"Why the fuck did Sasha go? Why didn't she just go home? Better yet, why isn't she here?" He asked these questions, oblivious to the pain he had caused her.
"She went to get Desmond. Chill out." Dom said, pulling off, heading to Vince's house.
The rest of the car ride was silent. Vince couldn't help but think about tonight. His emotions were confusing. Anger for her acting so innocent. Regret for beating on a complete stranger for no reason. Pain for acting so much like the person she'd hated all her life. Stupidity for acting out in public and getting arrested. Irresponsible for letting his drinking get out of hand, once more. Dom finally pulled up to Vince and Sasha's large house. He looked at the clock in his car that had glown bright red numbers. 3:32 a.m. He forgot how late it had gotten.
"Vince go get sleep man. You can deal with this in the morning brotha." Dom said, putting a reassuring hand on Vince's shoulder. Vince nodded and exited the car. He slowly made his way to the porch. Stopping briefly, he took a deep breath and ascended the stairs. He unlocked his house and stepped into a dark silence. He expected Sasha to be home by now. He walked down to the basement, a jug of water in hand. He poured a barking Bam-Bam some water and refilled his food bowl. Vince stumbled back upstairs to the living. He took a deep breath then walked onto the porch for some air. Noticing Dom's car still sitting in the driveway next to the Maxima, Vince walked over. "Let's go home man." Dom said, starting the car. Vince jogged as quick as he could back to the door to lock it. He came back down and slid in the car, Dom speeding off.
When back at the house, Dom noticed the Lexus parked in the driveway. He smiled, parking in front of the house. Inside, Letty was sleeping in the den, waiting for Dom to come home. They said their goodbyes and Vince marched to the basement. Not much in his old room had changed. The same sheets, now cleaned, lay on his bed and the same scent of oil, Corona, and cheap cologne lingered in the room. He kicked off his boots, tossing them in a corner. He slid his jacket off him and tossed it over a chair nearby. He tugged off both of his shirts, leaving his chest bare. Vince unbuttoned his pants and let them fall, leaving him only in his boxers. He crawled on the stiff bed and allowed his body to collapse in the rift of covers. He shifted his weight onto his right side, stuffing his hands under his pillows. Allowing his mind to go on autopilot, Vince lie lifeless. He didn't move. He only listened. He listened to the sounds of cars zoom down the street. He listened to the loud barking of the dog next door. He listened to his heart. The slow pounding of his heart relaxed his tense body and he succumbed to a deep slumber.
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Sorry so short. Got tired and couldn't write. Read&review though.
-Kita