Hey 2 in one day!!! Go me...ok..so it was mostly ready. Anyway, so yeah this one has a lot of drama...but it's good...so uh yeah...Shout Out Time:
To Mouse (Trap), Dodger, and Spades: Thank you all for your wonderful reviews!
To Harry'sMagicSpell: thank you for showing interest in my story...and I'll try to have you in soon!
To Ducky: THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! for helping me write this!!!! you continue to rock
I woke up the next day, my left shoulder still about to kill me. I tried to maneuver through my normal routine, but trying to live life normally with a dislocated shoulder is easier said than done. I finally managed to get dressed and downstairs to eat, it was a little weird to see just my mom and Dodger home.
"Hey Angel, how's your shoulder?" Dodger asked.
"Oh, well it hurts, but it's okay." I said plopping down in a seat.
"What are your plans for the day?" my mom asked setting a plate of food down in front of me.
"Well, I'm not entirely sure that I can trust Media with my job, so I was thinking maybe heading over there later, and see what's goin on."
"Do you need someone to drive for you?" Dodger asked.
"Are you volunteering?" I asked.
"Yes, just because I have your well-being at heart." She said.
"Yeah, and the fact that your boyfriend works there would have nothing to do with it." I smiled sarcastically.
"Not at all." She laughed.
After breakfast I went back upstairs and got ready to leave for the hotel. I wanted to see how Media was doing at my job and I wanted to see if Jack was there, just to see how he was. We walked into the lobby and headed straight to the check in desk to see Media and Blink standing there with Media looking more than a little frazzled.
"Good day to ya!" I said with an Irish accent as I walked up.
"Oh be quiet." She said.
"I take it that it's not going so well." I said.
"Nah, she's gettin da hang a it." Blink said.
"Yeah, if you call having every single person yell at you getting the hang of it."
"What are you doing?" I asked stepping behind the counter.
"Well, I'm trying to follow Blink's directions and they're confusing." She said.
"Ok, show me."
"Ok, I don't know how it helps though."
I watched as Media ran through what she'd been doing and immediately spotted the problem and pointed out to her what to do to fix it.
"Thank you!" she said.
"Not a problem, and I'll be back next week so this is the last time you'll have to do this." I said smiling as I leaned on the counter. Apparently this had been stressing Media so in her attempt to show gratitude with a hug, she ended up crushing my rib into the counter.
"OW" I howled grabbing my side, which set off my shoulder.
"I'm sorry." She said. "Are you okay?"
"No, it hurts!" I said holding my shoulder.
"Aw, lil Acorn." She said keeping her distance.
Around this time Jack walked up.
"Heya Angel!"
"Hey." I said still holding my shoulder.
"Is it still hoitin?" he asked.
"It wasn't until Media crushed my rib."
"I'm confused."
"She tried to hug me and crushed my rib against the counter, I tried to grab my rib, but that moved my shoulder so it hurts now." I said.
"Ah, I know how to make it bettah." He said stepping closer and kissing me.
"Heya, don't gross out da customahs!" Blink interrupted.
"Yeah nobody wants to hear you two slurping." Media added.
"We wasn't sloipin." Jack said defensively.
"Yet" I mumbled under my breath.
"What was that Acorn?" Media asked with her sarcastic smile plastered in place.
"I-uh-I need to be going." I said in a hurry.
"I'll walk ya out ta ya cah." Jack said walking out with me.
JACK'S POV:
I walked Angel out ta hah cah and wahned hah not ta hit anyting on da way home. She tried tah hit me ahm but failed miserably. Aftah she drove off I walked back inside ta see Media about ta strangle a customah.
"Stupid reservations!" She yelled moments away from beatin da computah.
"Um, it's in there." The custahmah said.
"No it's not!" Media told him.
"I called ahead!"
"Not while I was here!"
"Blink, why doncha help hah?" I ast him as I walked up ta da countah.
"'Cause it's so funny ta watch hah try ta do it hahself." He laughed.
"It looks like she's at da breakin point, ya might wanna step in now."
"Yeah, I s'pose." Blink said steppin ovah ta help out Media wid da resoivation. I stood dere foh a second and stahted ta walk off when I hoid a name dat I hadn't hoid in a while.
"Can I get ya name soi?" Blink asked.
"David Jacobs." Replied da customah.
"Davey?" I asked toinin around.
"Jack, just the person I was looking for." David said.
"What ah ya doin heah?"
"Ah well, Medda's starting to wonder when you're going to come back."
"Well, dat's an interestin stohy, um listen can we talk about dis latah?"
"Yeah, meet me at the restaurant say about 7ish."
"Yeah, sounds good." I said toinin and walkin away, hopin dat Media hadn't hoid anyting or at least if she did dat she wouldn't tell Angel. Dat evenin at 7 I met Davey down in da hotel restaurant.
"So Medda's wonderin when I'se gonna come back?" I asked, still not shoh of what I was gonna do.
"Yeah, she said that if you don't come back soon or at least tell her when you're coming back then she'll have to replace you."
"Oy, see, I have a lil problem Davey. I'm havin ta woik heah indefinitely to pay off da bill I ran up when me cahd was maxed out."
"Hm, that does present a problem."
"Yeah, so I can't just up an leave and go back home."
"At least call Medda and tell her what happened." David said.
"I'll do dat tonight. So how long ah ya in town?"
"Oh just a couple of days, I've got to leave Monday afternoon."
"Ok, cool, well, I'se gotta go, I'll see ya round dough."
"All right, bye Jack, I'll talk to you before I leave."
"Aight, see ya." I said leavin. Dis was gonna be one interestin weekend.
ANGEL'S POV:
Media came over to my house later that day just to "catch me up" as she put it when she called; I had no clue what she was talking about, but then again it was Media, I don't understand half of what she says anyway. About an hour later she showed up and we hung out for a little bit in my room. I could tell she was doing everything in her power not to tickle me, and I appreciated it immensely.
"Ok so what is it that you have to catch me up on?" I asked.
"Well, you're not gonna like it." She said hesitantly.
"Well let's get it over with." I said sighing as I sat down in my turquoise butterfly chair that was positioned next to my bed.
"One of the annoying customers that I dealt with today has some business with Jack."
"And that's your bad news?" I asked skeptically.
"I wish. He asked Jack when he was going back to New York, because Medda misses him."
"Medda is his boss you dork." I said. "But the other person asked when Jack was going back to New York?"
"Yeah, they were going to meet at 7 to talk about it further."
"Ok, don't panic, I'm sure everything is going to be fine." I said trying to convince myself.
"Are you breathing?" Media asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah I'm breathing. I trust Jack, he'll tell me about it right?"
"Yeah, he'll talk to you." Media said.
"Why do I somehow not believe you?"
"Because you're freaking out."
"Wouldn't you freak out?! I mean if Mush suddenly decided to go back to wherever it is he's from and you found out about it from me wouldn't you freak out?"
"Okay, Mush and I have been together longer than you and Jack have even KNOWN each other, so just give Jack until tomorrow to call you okay? Are you breathing? Breathing? Hello, earth to Acorn." She said waving her hand in front of my eyes.
"Ok, tomorrow, right, breathing good." I said in a daze. I went to bed that night still a bit upset about what I'd heard.
The next morning I got up and Spot and Spades followed me out to my rental car that I had until mine was fixed. We rode in silence all the way to church. About halfway there Spades broke the silence.
"Angel, shouldn't we get Media and Mush?"
"Media got a car." I said, not in a talking mood.
"I wanna cah." Spot muttered from his seat in shotgun.
"What you don't like my driving?" I asked suddenly.
"I didn't say dat." Spot said defensively.
"Oh, sorry." I said holding my left hand out to see if I was shaking as bad as I thought.
"Angel, what's wrong wid ya, dat's da thoid time ya looked at ya hand since we left." Spot said.
"Nothing, I'm fine, I just don't feel good, that's all." I smiled. Spot didn't look convinced but he held his tongue for the time. We got to Gateway and I immediately dashed inside. The worship and the sermon were good, but I wasn't connecting, I felt, numb. I didn't even notice when the offering plate came around so Skittery kept poking me with it. After the service got out Skittery, Bumlets and Mush began to take part in their usual horseplay and as usual, a hacky sack was hurled into my head.
"Whoops, wake up dolly daydream!" Bumlets called out.
"Huh?" I asked not fully aware.
"Angel what's wrong with you?" Ace asked.
"Oh, nothing, I'm fine." I said watching the male trio toss the hacky sack around.
Shortly thereafter, Spot, Skittery, Spades and Ace piled into my car as we headed home.
"Skittery's touching me!" Ace yelled.
"Ow, stop kneeing the back of my seat!" I yelled into the back.
"He's still touching me!"
"Skittery, get ya hands off a me goilfriend befoh I soak ya!" Spot said menacingly.
"Be nice to Skits, it's not his fault he gets bored easily." Spades defended.
"Oy" I said, glad to be at home and get away from everyone. But that did not happen due to my parents throwing a New Year's Eve party. The day passed and I still had not heard a word from Jack about New York. It kinda scared me because I really didn't want to loose him so quickly. Evening passed and brought with it another restless night.
The next day I climbed out of bed and did my morning routine with thoughts of the impending conversation with Jack racing through my mind. I needed to talk to Jack, so I hopped into my car and drove to the hotel. Once inside I saw Jack almost immediately and headed straight for him. However, before I could get to him a strange guy walked up and started talking. I kept moving closer so that when Jack was done with the other guy, I could get his attention before he left to go do something. As I got closer to them I picked up part of their conversation.
"So you're staying here?" the strange person said.
"I told ya Davey, not yet, I'll come back eventually dough aight?" Jack replied.
"Are you sure? Sarah really misses you." The person referred to as Davey said.
"Oh yeah, I fohgot about hah." Jack said as if remembering. Try as I might a little gasp escaped my lips when I heard that last statement. Tears started welling up in my eyes as I quickly turned and almost ran out the door.
"Angel, wait!" Jack called after me. I don't know why I turned around, but I did.
"What?" I growled trying not to cry.
"How mucha dat did ya heah?" He asked.
"Enough"
"Look, it's not whatcha tink."
"Whatever, just go all right? Go back to your precious New York, back to your other girlfriend, and just let me be, ok?"
"Oddah goilfriend? Ya mean Sarah?"
"Just do both of us a favor and leave." I said walking to my car.
"Ya know ya can be really stubbun!"
"Oh really, I didn't know!" I said sarcastically as I turned around sharply hair whipping him. He grimaced at the sudden attack of hair against his face.
"Pach" he spat. I fumbled around in my purse for my keys.
"Ya shouldn't drive when ya angry, Angel."
"Watch me!" I said ripping them out of my purse. Jack somehow got a hold of them and held on for dear life.
"Let GO!" I said pulling with all of my might to get them out of his hand.
"Not till ya calm down." He said still hanging on.
"That's it," I said elbowing him in the stomach, grabbing my keys and getting into my car before he could recover. I sped the whole way home; I was so…angry with him. Once I hit the driveway, I bolted up the stairs to my room, not wanting to deal with anybody. Immediately I flopped on my bed and let out tears of anger, frustration, hurt, and rejection. Minutes later someone knocked on my door.
"Come in." I said weakly. My mom opened the door and walked inside.
"What happened, Sweetie?" She asked as she sat down on my bed and started smoothing my hair.
"Thrs nthr grl n he as oo ba to newyrk. An I elbwd hm n stmch."
"I'm not entirely sure what you said, but I think it has something to do with Jack." She said. I nodded my head before lifting it up and rolling over to face her.
"Now do you want to repeat that?"
"There's another girl and he has to go back to New York. And I elbowed him in the stomach." I said through tears.
"Oh, punkin, I'm so sorry. I know he meant a lot to you."
"Yeah" I moaned.
"Do you want a cup of hot cocoa?
"Yeah, that would be good."
"You'll always be my little girl, and I'll protect you if I can."
"Thanks."
"I'll go get your hot chocolate Angelica."
"Thanks mom." I said as she left. A little while later Dodger showed up with hot cocoa, which I took thankfully.
"You gonna be okay, Angel?"
"I don't know, honestly. I finally find a guy that I like and I mean really like and then go figure he's got another girlfriend."
"You don't know that."
"It was painfully obvious Dodge!"
"I'm just saying, don't count him out so soon."
"Whatever."
"I really don't think he's the type that would cheat on you." She said.
"You've had less time to know him than I have and you're telling ME that he's not the cheating type?!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, but Blink knows him better than we do." She said exiting.
"GAH" I yelled hurling my pillow at the door.
"Angel, can I come in?" Spades asked a little while later.
"Yeah, whatever." I said not budging.
"I brought you my Flyleaf CD." She said shyly holding it out.
"Thanks Spades."
I put in the CD and spent the rest of Monday jamming out to Flyleaf and venting my anger. At least it was better than what I wanted to do: Pound Jack into a bloody pulp!