Soooooooooo . . . I hope you liked the last chapter. This chapter has a gang in it. A gang of . . . people. These people are from my imagination and are hated by me. Now that that's outta the way: THE GIRLS ARE STILL DROOLING OVER JESSE AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! MWHAHA!

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The girls had been watching Jesse work for a half an hour after the boys gave up on trying to get them to come back inside the house. They happily helped him in any way they could. Angel passed him any tool he asked for, Joanne got him water, Maureen managed to get the tool he needed from Tammy, and Mimi wiped some sweat off his chest, which made the Latina very happy.

"Ya'll ain't bored from watchin' me yet?" Jesse asked.

"Are you kicking us out?" Maureen replied.

"Why would I? I'm done now, I just gotta see if it starts. Could one of ya'll hand me those keys over there?" Angel, who was the closest to the keys, picked them up and gave them to Jesse. "Why, thank you." Angel smiled as Jesse got into the driver's seat of the car. "Cross your fingers." The girls did as Jesse said as he put the keys in the ignition and turned them. The engine roared to life.

"You're a genius, Jesse!" Maureen exclaimed. Jesse laughed.

"Nah, Tom's the genius," he said. "I'm just the handyman."

"Handymen are hot!"

"You said it," Mimi agreed.

"Umm hmm," Joanne said. Jesse walked toward Angel.

"What do you think about handymen?" he asked, standing close enough that could Angel notice his eyes were the same as Collins'.

"Uh . . ." She stared at Jesse for a moment. "They certainly are handy." Jesse laughed again and Collins came back to the garage just as his brother kissed Angel on the cheek.

"What's goin' on in here?" Collin asked, doing his best not to start yelling.

"Collins, don't do anyth-" Angel started.

"Jesse, can I talk to you for a minute, man?" Collins interrupted.

"Sure thing," Jesse replied. "I'll see you girls inside." As the girls finally went back into the house, Collins pulled Jesse out of the garage by his arm for a long moment before finally stopping and facing him. "What's this about, Tom?"

"What the hell was that?"

"What?"

"In the garage."

"That was me givin' Angel a little kiss."

"Well don't."

"You don't want her to like me?"

"Of course I don't. Well, not like you."

"How come? She can choose who she wants to, right?"

Collins lowered his voice. "She's dating me. She's my fiancée."

"Oh! I'm so sorry, Tom! I swear I didn't know and-"

"It's fine. You're right, you didn't know."

"No it ain't. Whether I knew or not, I shouldn't have kissed her. She already said she was engaged. Congratulations, by the way."

"Thanks."

"Don't look now, but Stack and the twins are eyein' us." Collins turned his head toward his three other brothers.

"Oh shit," he said as Lamont, Martin, and Reed all came running toward them. "We're dead." He was then grabbed by Reed and Jesse was grabbed by Martin.

"You didn't think you was goin' come down here and not get ruffed up, did ya?" Lamont asked, smiling.

"Come on, he just got here," Jesse said.

"Don't think you're exempt from it."

"Lamont Isaac Collins, you better leave those boys alone!" Virginia demanded, coming toward the four brothers.

"Fine," Lamont replied. He then knocked both Collins and Jesse's heads together.

"OW!" they both said as Lamont, Martin, and Reed ran away.

"Ya'll okay?" Virginia asked.

"I hate him," Collins said.

"Tommy, baby, you know I don't like that word."

"Sorry, Mamma."

"Why are we the automatic targets?" Jesse wondered out loud.

"Ya'll are the two youngest," Virginia said. "So, did you finish the car?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Where'd the girls run off to?"

"I think they went back in the house."

"Before I forget, Tyler called. He wants you to come in to work a little early on Monday."

"Great. I come home from work and not even a full hour later I'm already gettin' calls about comin' back to work."

"Cars don't fix themselves, sweetheart."

"I know, Mamma, I know."

"At least when you ask for a raise you have a pretty high percent chance of gettin' one," Collins said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Virginia asked.

"My job is a piece of shit."

"Tom!"

"I'm sorry, Mamma, but it's true."

"What is your job, Tom?" Jesse asked.

"I teach computer age philosophy at NYU."

"My baby boy, a college professor," Virginia said proudly.

"Half the time none of my students grasp what I say."

"I'm sure they will eventually." Virginia smiled. "Professor Tom Collins. I like the way that sounds." Her smile suddenly faded.

"What's wrong, Mamma?" Jesse asked, turning to look in the direction his mother was looking in. Five men were approaching them. "Damn."

"What?" Collins said. "Who are they?" As the men got closer Collins noticed that every last one of them wore a t-shirt with the rainbow flag on it. Only the flag had a giant 'X' over it.

You have got to be kidding me, he thought.

"Can I help ya'll?" Virginia asked the men, trying to keep all traces of fear out of her voice.

"We'd like to speak with Jesse for minute," one of them said. Collins assumed he was the leader.

"About what?"

"We just wanna talk, that's all."

"Unless I know what you're goin' be talkin' about, I don't think so." The leader made a motion and two of the other men grabbed Virginia.

"Hey, tell 'em to let go of her, Shawn!" Jesse demanded.

"I ain't gotta do a damn thing you say," Shawn replied. "Now, either you come talk with us, or we'll just talk with your mom. Your choice."

"Let her go or I'll-" Shawn punched Jesse in the stomach and then the face.

"You'll do what?" he asked Jesse, who'd fallen to ground. "What're you goin' do?" Jesse was quiet. "That's what I thought. Get him, boys." The two men who had grabbed Virginia threw her to the ground before joining the others as they surrounded Jesse.

"You okay, Mamma?" Collins asked Virginia, helping her to her feet.

"I'm fine, baby," Virginia told him. The men started kicking and punching Jesse until he was crying and begging them to stop. "Leave him alone!" Shawn stopped wailing on Jesse and turned to Virginia and Collins.

"What're you gonna do if we don't?" he asked Virginia. He then turned to Collins, unaware that Marvin, Lamont, Martin, and Reed where coming toward him. "What about you? You gonna do somethin'?"

"Just cause they ain't doin' nothin' don't mean I won't do somethin'," Marvin said. The other men stopped harming Jesse and turned to face Marvin.

"Nice to see you, Pastor," one of them said.

"I wish I could say the same about you."

"You wanna hurt my brother, you gotta deal with me!" Lamont shouted.

"That goes double for us!" Martin and Reed added.

"We don't want no trouble," Marvin said. "So, it'll be best if ya'll just leave right now, you got that?"

"Come on ya'll," Shawn told his friends. As they left Collins saw that the words 'Homosexuality is a sin' were on the back of their shirts. Martin and Reed helped Jesse to his feet and kept him steady. Marvin glared at him as tears and blood ran down his face.

"Dad-" he started.

"You see what happens when you're the way you are?" Marvin interrupted. "If you were normal, that wouldn't have happened. You could've gotten Tom and your mother hurt!"

"I didn't . . . I'm sorry, Dad."

"Sorry? If I would've let those hoodlums beat you half to death, then you'd be sorry!" Marvin turned on his heels and headed back to the house.

"Mamma, Tom, I'm sorry."

"It ain't your fault, baby," Virginia said. "Get him in the house so he can get cleaned up. I have to go have a little chat with your father." She went into the house after her husband. Collins held the door open so Martin and Reed could help Jesse get into the house and to the livingroom.

"Oh my God!" Maureen exclaimed, running to Jesse. "What happened to him?" Before anyone could say anything more, Marvin entered the room with Virginia not far behind.

"I told you I don't wanna talk about this anymore!" Marvin said.

"That's too damn bad then!" Virginia retorted. "He needs to know you're there for him!"

"Now, why would I lie to the boy?"

"He's your son! You need to be there for him!"

"And if I'm not?"

"Then . . ." Virginia took a deep breath. "I'll leave."

"No you won't."

"Yes I will. I swear if you don't accept him the way he is, I'm leaving you."

"Well, why don't I get the door for you, then?" Marvin stormed out of the room and Virginia sighed.

"There is no gettin' through to him," she said, sitting on the couch next to Jesse.

"Somebody wanna tell us what happened now?" Mimi asked.

"Dad hates me cause I'm bisexual," Jesse said sadly.

"He did that to you?" Joanne asked.

"Only if he's out of his mind," Lamont answered.

"Then what happened?" Angel asked.

"Damn homophobes got to him."

"Homophobes?" Angel's voice squeaked and Collins held her hand to comfort her.

"Yeah, but they're always in a group, never alone. They say they're 'doing God's work' by gettin' rid of anyone that likes their own gender."

"'Doing God's work?'" Collins asked.

"Yup. They're regular churchgoers too. That's why nobody can do anything about 'em."

"Somebody needs to do somethin,'" Martin said.

"And if all else fails, we'll do something,'" Reed added.

"Oh no you won't," Virginia told them. "I already have to worry about Jesse bein' on the streets. I don't need to worry about ya'll too."

"Why does he hate me so much, Mamma?" Jesse asked. "I can't help it. It's the way I am. Why doesn't he just love me for me?" Virginia gave Jesse's hand a gentle squeeze.

"He'll come around, sweetheart. I know he will."

"Honey, do you think Jesse's gonna be okay?" Angel asked, removing her wig. She, Collins, and the rest of their friends had been shown to guest rooms after dinner. As of that moment she had on makeup, a t-shirt, and boy shorts.

"Why are you so interested in Jesse?" Collins replied, getting irritated. "You're my fiancée."

"I know honey, but I'm worried about him. You said your dad was a preacher. You didn't say he was extremely homophobic."

"Well, Angel, he's homophobic. He's homophobic to the point where I wanna shoot him in the face."

"That's not nice. He may be homophobic, but he's still your dad."

"I know, Angel." Collins flopped down on the bed and sighed. "Do you know how hard comin' out to him is gonna be?"

"Relax, sweetie." Angel joined her lover on the bed. "You'll be fine."

"What if he doesn't want me to marry you?"

"Then that's his problem, not ours. I love you no matter what anyone else says."

"I love you too, baby."

"Where's the bathroom?"

"Why?"

"I have to take my makeup off. I look ridiculous."

"Down the hall and to the right." Collins chuckled as Angel left the room. Once she was in the bathroom, Marvin came into the hallway to head downstairs. Unaware of this, Angel finished taking off her makeup and stepped back into the hallway just as Marvin was about to pass the bathroom. She gasped and Marvin's eyes widened.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?" he asked.

Ooooooooooh! What a cliffy! What a terrible, terrible cliffy! I'm gettin' cussed out for that I'm sure.

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