The Wife (Sequel to SUGAR)

Event

Leah's pov

Jord holds my hand as he helps me up the stairs.

"Breathe, I told you not to go up the stairs alone"he says over my huffing.

"I'm sorry, y-you were just busy, and i-"he cuts me off.

"No need to apologize, lets just get you cleaned up and then to bed."he says. 

I grunt as we walk up the stairs.

"Oh god, these kids are pushing me."i huff.

Suddenly, i feel Jord's arms come around me, and I'm lifted up. I slightly shriek as he picks me up. He carries me bridal style up the rest of the stairs. 

"How are you so strong?"i ask.

"Where i'm from, strong men are very valuable."he says.

"Was Sugar from France as well?"i ask.

"Of course. But then my mum and dad got divorced, and he took the son he favored to Norwich with him. Then here, training him to hate my mother and what not."he huffs as he carries me into my bedroom.

"Why?"i ask.

"He wanted Stephen to be more like him. Wanted him to hate women. He nearly succeeded, until he met Maya. Then he killed our father dead in front of her."He says, gently sitting me down on the bed.

"Is that why you don't like Sugar? Because your father loved him more?"i ask, making him chuckle.

"I don't hate my brother, I loved him. How could I not, he's my baby brother."he says as he walks into the bathroom. 

"Then why'd you kill him?"i wanted to ask.

He comes back out of the bathroom with a damp rag.

"How about a change of clothes?"he asks, walking over to my dresser.

"That would be nice."i say.

... . . . .

Joey's pov

"This is such a bad idea. Such a bad idea."Jimmy whispers as we slowly approach the cellar door.

"Just shut up okay, let the grownups handle the big jobs."Harry says.

We walk up to the ground entrance, Harry hands me pair of bolt cutters.

"This is stupid! Someone will hear!"Jimmy says.

"Go wait in the car if your scared, Jim!"i whisper yell.

"Yeah, like i'd actually go back alone."Jimmy says as i grunt, fitting the cutters around the bolt.

"Help me push it"i demand.

Harry helps me, leaning his weight on the handles of the cutters. The metal creaks as if it was bending. 

"To loud!"Jimmy says.

"Shut the hell up!"i say.

Finally, the cutters finally close and the bold holding the door closed from inside breaks in two.

"Yes!"Harry says.

"If we open it too wide it'll creak, we have to go in one at a time."i say, gently pulling the door open.

"Me first"Harry says.

I lift it a bit and he easily slips in. 

"Go on, Jim."i say.

He huffs as he lowers himself in. Finally i lower myself down into the cellar, gently closing the door. I turn around seeing the boys in shock, looking around the room.