♤The Ace of Spades♤

JUMP!

I was sitting in a corner, shaking and holding my knees. Anything could happen. Ben could come in and rape more or...I could get beaten to death for no reason whatsoever. Or even worse...I could get beaten by all three of them again.  I constantly watched the door, wondering what or who will walk in and try to kill me. My life depended on me now. If I told them everything that the Spades owned, stole, and who they killed...I would live. If I didn't...I would die. Please Tommy I need you.

Hold me...

Kiss me...

Love me...

Tell me everything will be ok....

Give me the affection I needed...

It didn't matter now. Soon...I would die...along with my unborn baby. I put my hand on my cold, sore belly. "I'm sorry, baby. Mommy's so sorry..."

It was eight in the morning and I had whiskey in my system. I was sitting on the kitchen floor, my back to the refrigerator, and wrapped in a bath towel. I had a goatee now, one that wasn't going to get shaved anytime soon. I took a swig of Jack and leaned my head back. Her giggle echoed in my ear.

"Tommy, promise you'll come back to me..."

Gemma kissed me real slow to relax me in the bathtub.

"You know I'll be only one to own your heart, baby..." I whispered in her ear as she leaned her back against my chest.

Gemma loved baths. It relaxed her and so did spa music when she was stressed. It was a memory I will never forget. Then...there was this one...

Gemma was once again kissing me real slow in my car one night. I had my hand on her hip and was sliding it down to get it under her shirt. I thought she was ready like I was. She grabbed my wrist. "Baby no...don't." Our lips were close, but our eyes were staring directly into one another's. "Not yet, Tommy. I'm sorry..." I smiled and held her hip again. "Baby don't be sorry unless you've done something wrong. The only wrongdoing you've done is nearly put my in cardiac arrest when I kiss your lips." She giggled and kissed me again.

God damn was she a murderer in disguise. Was she just a fucking angel fallen from the sky? She was something. She was and still is...the owner of my heart. I was about to chug the last bit of Jack when...

*knock knock*

"Hanson! Open the damn door!" It was Doug. "Go away you girlfriend stealing asshole!" I yelled at the door and threw the bottle. It slide across the floor but never broke. The door busted open and Doug was there. "Hanson! I need you to-oh God! Really?! Close your legs!" I chuckled a bit. "You jealous Douggie? Hmm? Jealous of the fact that Gemma is mine? That this...got her pregnant?" Doug rolled his eyes. "Get dressed, Hanson. I know where Gemma went to, and you won't like it." I looked up at him, feeling just a little dizzy. "Where is she? Where is my precious jewel?!" His Adam's apple bobbed as he gulped loudly. "Flamers...they got ahold of her. We're going to get her! So sober the hell up before I knock some sense into you!" He found some clothes from my room and threw them at me. I got dressed sitting and partially laying down and Doug was loading my gun. "Were gonna go get out girl. Ioki and Judy are getting backup. Hurry up....oh no....don't fucking puke...NO!" And I did...all over Doug's shoes. "Ugghh! Fucking just drive me there you ass!"

I don't remember how I got in the car (I think he carried me), but I got in their somehow and we drove for hours. I puked in the back of his car at least twice before finally arriving somewhere. "We're gonna kick some ass..." I nodded....and puked again.

DJ: Well guys! Looks like it's time to "jump" if you know what I mean ;) Well I thought there was gonna be the end but I've decided that I will continue this story XD WOO! Gonna crack some necks and break some balls in the next chapter so put on your converses...cuz we gonna Jump!