The Last Three

la cucaracha ringtone was ringing on the cell phone

"Aughhhh" groaned Jack, he hated this ring tone, Tyiona had set it for him a long time ago and still he hadn't changed it. He wanted to leave things as it is. "He-llo?"

"Jackie" the man on the other voice said sternly. "Where the hell are you? Hope you're not back to sucking cock--"

"Fuck off, Bobby" Jack muttered, he wasn't in the mood to deal with Bobby at this time of the morning. "What do you want? It's freaken early--"

Bobby interrupted. "I guess you are back to sucking cocks huh? Never mind. It's 5 in the afternoon you dope. Where the hell have you been? You know you shouldn't be leaving your son, I know I'm the uncle but he's lost his mother and you've wondered off somewhere. Don't be a fucken shit cunt, Jackie"

"What are you on about, Bobby?" Jack asked, confused. "Tyiona is not dead, I saw her last night."

Bobby paused for a bit, registering what he heard over the phone. "Jack, you have a serious problem" Bobby stated. "She's gone. She's dead. We all went to her funeral. Man, you should get off the drugs. Come home and see your son."

"Stop acting like you're my wife" Jack responded in a childish manner.

"Fuck off, Fairy" Bobby exclaimed, wanting to kick his little brother's head in. "You're fucken lucky you didn't say that to my face. She's dead because of the pathetic, coward person you are."

"Piss of Bob, I don't need this shit" Jack had the final say and hung up.

Why was everyone giving him the shits? He threw his cell phone across the room in frustration.

"Mmmmmm" the body on the bed rolled over. "Who was that?"

"Nobody, baby" Jack hushed the girl back to sleep.

"You guys sounded pretty mad" she told Jack.

"Just my brothers" Jack replied. "I said it's nothing"

"Whatever" The girl said as she got out of the bed, putting her clothes back on. "Last night was great" She walked towards Jack, giving him a kiss. He pushed her back.

"Last night was just last night. Nothing more" Jack explained. "Better get going."

"Whatever" she said coolly. She blew him a kiss as she exits the hotel room.

xoxoxox

He pulled into the driveway of the Mercer home. Hoping not to see Bobby or Matty or anyone who was in the house. He just wanted to be in his room alone, without any confrontations or troubles. He opened the door with his keys and stuck his head in first, inspecting the room. The coast was clear and he ran upstairs, silently towards his room.

Jack opened the door only to see Matty sleeping in his bed. He closed the door to his room silently, trying not to wake up his son. "Argh!" Matty woke up startling Jack, he was sweating and anxious. He began to breathe heavily.

"Matt" Jack said as he sat near his son, feeling his forehead. "Are you okay? Did you have a bad dream?"

Matty nodded. His eyes were wide open. Jack tried to comfort him. "It's alright, Matt. It's only a dream. Everything is going to be okay."

"I missh mummy" Matty told Jack. "I missh her"

"I miss her too" Jack stated. "Now go back to sleep, Matt. Don't worry, I'm not going to leave. I'll stay in here with you okay?" Matty nodded and closed his eyes, finally falling back to sleep.

Jack looked at his son. 'Am I going crazy?' He thought to himself. 'Did I see her? Is she alive?' He had no idea whether that was reality or not. 'I must be going crazy' He stood up and walked towards the armchair and sat down. Wide awake, thinking about his future.

xoxoxox

Flashback/Dream

"YOU FUCKER!" Tyiona yelled as she threw a vase at him and missed, breaking into pieces when hit to the wall.

"Are you crazy?" Jack accused, slightly missing the object she had thrown. "Calm the fuck down."

"NO I WILL NOT CALM DOWN" She made a statement. "Who were those skanks I saw you with the night that you were suppose to be "with the guys" !"

Jack didn't answer, they both already knew it. "Why are you trippin? I thought we had it all planned out. You agreed with the situation, don't be blaming me- I don't understand you. We're not together, what is the problem?"

"You can't have both, Jack" Tyiona commented. "It doesn't work that way." She headed towards the door, wanting him to stop her, wanted to hear from him that he'll never do it again. But he didn't. He didn't say anything.

xoxoxox

Jack woke up on the armchair, his body all sore, it was not comfortable to sit yet alone sleep on. Every night since her death, he just had been dreaming about her. It ws alright, I mean he still has her in mind.

There was a lot of commotion coming from down stairs, sounded like they had visitors and they were pissed. Jack didn't know what was going on, he had just woken up and was still feeling tired after nodding off a few hours before.

"I am going to kick his ass!" He heard a very angry voice from downstairs. He shrugged and walked into the bathroom, washing his face. He looked in the mirror. "Augh" Jack groaned. "I look dead."

A few minutes later, Jack walked downstairs and saw what the commotion was.

"There you are!" Leeza yelled, pointing to Jack.

"What the hell?" Jack asked in confusion. "I thought you guys were in Cali-"

"We came here to kick your ass!" Leeza and Poppie said in unison. The three girls were heading straight to Jack, nails and all but Bobby was holding them three back.

"Calm the fuck down" Bobby instructed as he had the girls in grasp. "Oh, feisty. I like it." He said as he eyes Poppie and made her blush.

"Auntiesh!" Matty ran into the room and hugged the three girls whose anger had vanished when they saw their favorite little person.

"MATTY!" The three girls said at once. Bobby let them go, knowing they wouldn't be violent with Matty's presence. The girls hugged Matty but still eyes Jack, as if to say 'You're not getting off the hook'.

xoxoxox

Jack looked down at the tombstone, he had not been back after her death. He was holding a white rose and laid it across her name.

"I know I haven't been back here," said Jack as he looked at her name carved into the tomb. "I feel kind of lost. Everything just happened so quickly and I blame myself everyday… Why can't I stop thinking about you? I've tried everything, and it just keeps coming back to you."

He searched for his deck in his pocket, finally getting the last cigarette out, sparking it with his other palm blocking the wind. He inhaled it with relief.

"I've been having dreams about you, all from the past." Jack started again. "I don't know whether it's the guilty conscience that I carry around with me or the fact that I've been a bad cunt towards you. Fuck… I don't know how to be a father, Ty. How am I going to take care of Matthew if I can't take care of me?"

Silence continued.