42nd Country Road

What Do You Want?

I woke up around 7. I looked up to see Jack still looking out the window. Lisa was asleep in his arms. I stood up and walked over to him. I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned to me.

"Go have your fun with Mark, I can take care of this," I said.

"Oh, thanks," Jack said. He handed Lisa to me and headed up stairs. I stood slowly bouncing Lisa in my arms.

"Ev?" She said sleepily.

"Hey Lisa," I said smiling at her. She smiled at me and stuck her thumb in her mouth sucking it. She closed her eyes again. The boys came romping down stairs. I looked at them shushing them. Mark looked at me, with pure pride in his eyes. He gave me a peck on the lips.

"You'd make a great mom," He said. I rolled my eyes and headed up stairs. I walked down the hall. Her room was next too Jacks. I walked in to see a candle in the corner burning bright. I laid Lisa down on her bed and tucked her in. She woke up a little.

"Do you think I will ever have a dad or a mom?" She said in her three year old voice. I stroked her hair.

"You will, sweetheart, Jack's like your dad now," I said smiling

"Are you like my mom?" She asked. I laughed a little.

"Sort of," I said. She smiled and closed her eyes.

"Goodnight, Ems," She said, quietly.

"Goodnight, Lisa," I said, blowing the candle out and leaving the room. I shut the door quietly. I let out a breath and headed downstairs. I walked into the kitchen right as the boys were done taking a shot.

"How many shots have you both taken so far," I asked

"That, my lady, was shot number five," Jack said in a drunken tone, holding up four fingers.

"Only five?" I scoffed

"Pour me another asshole," Jack said to Mark

"Don't be such a bitch," Mark said through slurs.

"I hate you," Jack said. Mark poured Jack and himself another shot.

"On three..." Jack said, "Three" They both downed a sixth shot.

"You forgot to count to three," Mark said, putting his shot down

"I did, I said three," Jack said.

"That's not counting to three," Mark said

"Yes it is," he said.

"Boys," I interrupted, I grabbed Mark's shot glass, "Pour me a shot," Mark drunkenly grabbed the bottle and poured me a shot. I slammed it down. I handed the glass back to Mark.

"You took a better shot than Jack did," Mark laughed.

"Shut the hell up," Jack said, through slurs. I laughed.

" Alright Mark," I said, "I'm going to bed,"

"Jack guess what," Mark said through a loud whisper.

"What, Mark," Jack said, dazed.

"I'm getting laid tonight," Mark said excitedly

"No way dude," Jack said hysterically

"Ya man," He said. I started walked up the stairs. I heard Mark follow me. His footsteps fell heavy on the floor. I walked into our room. Mark's heavy footsteps followed. I crawled onto the bed. Mark crawled on top of me, sloppily kissing my neck. Next thing I know his full body weight is lying on top of me. He passed out. I flipped him onto his side of the bed. I took off his shirt and his pants, leaving him in only his boxers. I put blankets on him and closed the door. I walked downstairs to see Jack passed out of the counter. He had a full shot in hand. I grabbed it out and went and sat in front of the window. I took the shot and then walked out to the front porch looking up at the stars. I sat down on the steps. I let a long breath. I heard a gun cock behind me and I felt the barrel on the back of my head.