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Part 28: Twinkie's Bday

Everyone was celebrating Twinkie's Birthday. Twinkie and David stole glances at each other. She hadn't spoken to Jaxon yet but wasn't willing to risk going near David when she knew Jaxon was in the same city.

Karen: Chance, where is Jaxon? We were about to cut the cake.

Russell: Your husband almost killed the poor old bastard.

Bobby: there was so much blood on the way to the hospital; Bobby looked into space as if he wanted to throw up

Chance: pussies, the both of you. He's fine. I only broke his nose and fractured his spine.

Bobby: you almost took his eye out

Chance: almost doesn't count, and if you keep talking, your next

Russell was scared, for his friend said, "He didn't mean it, Chance." He grabs a drunk Bobby and walks away from Chance and Karen

Twinkie was enjoying herself; she didn't even think about Jaxon. There was cake, music, David, and her family around her. This birthday wasn't that bad—until Jaxon walked his bandaged, wrapped self into the restaurant, having misplaced anger toward her, demanding she go upstairs with him.

Jaxon: Twinkie, your party is over. Upstairs now.

Dorinda said, "What, the cake hasn't been cut yet? Please let her eat that."

Jaxon: No, we have some things to discuss.

Twinkie knew what that meant; she could feel the anger radiating off of him. Why did she have to take the pain? Chance was the one who beat him into a pulp. "Could I just- as Twinkie was about to finish her sentence, he slapped her so hard she fell on the hotel lobby floor.

Mattie looked down internally, hating herself and the situation where she had placed her children.

David got up and pushed him away from her. "What's wrong with you, huh? On her birthday, you want to be abusive.

Chance instigating the whole situation, said, "OH SHOOT, NOBODY RESPECTS YOU, JAXON. He called you a Bitch." taunting Jaxon.

Jaxon, embarrassed and ashamed, pulled out a gun and pointed it toward David. "Twinkie, get up and go to our room now,"

Twinkie got up and ran to their hotel room; she wanted this day over. This was the worst birthday of her life.

Jaxon: Don't look for Twinkie the rest of the night. We're busy. He followed her towards the room.

Bobby drunkenly said, "That's a damn shame."

David looked worried for Twinkie but couldn't do anything because who knows what Jaxon would do to Twinkie because he felt challenged.

Doe, Jackie, Denise, and Karen were at the other table with Chance, who wouldn't let Karen leave his side.

Jackie, Denise, and Dorinda got up and moved so everyone could hear their conversation.

Doe: Greg told me yesterday that he knows a person who knows a person with a particular plant that can cause symptoms of a heart attack. It would be shameful if an older man like Jaxon fell ill on top of Twinkie.

Denise: I mean, he is older and loves to take those sex pills.

Jackie: right! I would hate for him to so happen to die from a sex-induced heart attack.

Doe: only because of his age; if you would excuse me, I have a phone call to make.

Denise: two down

Jackie: three to go.

Denise: Four, we gotta take out Daddy, too. I want a peaceful life with my sisters and baby. She hugged her four-month-pregnant stomach.

Jackie: True, and with Daddy, there's no such thing. We could paralyze him that'll, make him weak, and shut him up.

Denise: Jackie, he has to go. If he's paralyzed, he'll hire someone to kill one of us or our children. Do you want that?

Jackie: Of course not, but we are discussing hurting our father. Well, y'all, father.

Denise: so, know he's our father. She rolled her eyes at her older sister. Look, Jackie, we are in hell. Nobody has our backs; we have to do this or suffer for the rest of our lives.

Jackie rubbed her stomach, where her unborn child resided. She glanced at Denise's stomach, too, and finally looked at Karen, who was calling Chance "daddy," apologizing every second. "You're right; you think God will forgive us?"

Denise: I hope God closes his eyes while we are doing this. We will all go to church and repent afterward.