SWEET INNOCENCE
Chapter Six
The next day, Jack got up and went to the
bathroom to see the damage Rose had left on his face. He had one scratch on his
right cheek, and when he opened his shirt, a few bruises were there as well.
Rose had done a good job on him, all right. He took a shower. Today, he would
have it out with Cal. This time, things would be right in the open.
When Rose woke up, Jack was gone. She walked
around the house. She figured he had gone out. She went back to bed, yawning.
She turned on the TV and laid down. She wondered why Jack had left her. Why
didn’t he wake her up? She figured that he had let her sleep in, and she did
fall asleep.
Jack got to school before the bell had rung.
He found Cal talking to Mary.
He saw him give Mary a check.
Jack only got more enraged. He walked up to
Cal and pushed him.
Cal had the nerve to rush Jack. Jack fell.
They both were throwing punches at each
other. Jack ended up leaving Cal with a broken nose, while Jack was left with a
bloody mouth.
Someone tore them apart.
"I’ll kill you, Cal!" Jack yelled.
"Come on, Dawson," he enticed him.
"All right! Break it up!" A teacher
walked in.
"This isn’t over, Hockley." Jack
left, got in his car, and went back home.
He drove like a man insane, but he made it
home okay.
When he opened the door, Rose was lying
there, still in bed.
"Jack! Oh, my God. What happened?"
Rose got up.
He said nothing and lay by her side.
Rose got up and got a wet towel to clean his
mouth.
Jack was messed up. He ached everywhere.
"Jack, are you okay?" She was very
worried about him.
"I am fine, just tired," he said,
and closed his eyes.
A few minutes later, the phone rang.
"Hello, Rose?" Cara asked.
"Hey, Cara. How did you get this
number?" Rose asked.
"I work in the attendance office.
Remember?" Cara was always the smart one.
"Oh, yeah. Duh! What’s up?" Rose
remembered.
"Is Jack with you?" Cara was sure
that Jack was hurt after that fight.
"Yeah. Why?" Rose looked at him.
"Rose, you’re not gonna believe this,
but Jack just kicked the shit out of Cal this morning," Cara told her.
"Did he? Oh, my God." She put a
hand to her mouth.
"Yeah, Rose. Take care of him. He needs
it." Cara liked Jack.
"How did the other one look?" Rose
asked.
"Jack broke Cal’s nose," Cara said.
"Wow. This man loves me so much,"
Rose realized. "See you, Cara. Thanks for telling me," Rose said.
"All right, Rose. See ya." Cara
would miss her. They were never together like they were before.
"Bye." Rose hung up the phone and
scooted over to Jack.
His eyes were closed and he put his arm
around her.
Rose laid there and eventually fell asleep
again.
By the afternoon, Rose had woken up and was
kissing Jack’s lips.
He responded, caressing her. She caressed
him, too.
Loving the feel of their touch, Jack and Rose
ended up making love.
Jack felt so good. Rose lay there, feeling
the same.
"Jack, I am sorry." She kissed his
chest.
"For what, Rose?" He felt so good,
but ached everywhere.
"For hitting you yesterday. It wasn’t
even your fault." She felt guilty, remembering what she had done
yesterday.
"Don’t worry about it," he told
her.
"But I do. Is there something I can
do?" she asked him.
"I think you already have, my
Rosie." He smiled, stretching.
"No, seriously," she said, putting
her hand to his lips.
"Yes, Rose. Seriously. I feel good and I
am happy. What more could I want?" he asked.
"Well, I can think of a few more things
to make you feel even better," she said, as she smiled.
"And what is that, may I ask?" He
looked into her eyes, wondering what she had planned.
She kissed his stomach, trailing kisses down
below.
When she reached his manhood, he felt like he
was in heaven. Rose did a job on him, all right.
But she was right. He was feeling much
better. When he came, she swallowed his seed.
He felt good at that point. How could life
get any better than this?
The doorbell rang.
Jack put on his robe and answered the door.
"Jack?" Michael asked.
"Dad?" Jack was shocked that his
dad was there.
"Sorry I didn’t call." Michael
stepped inside.
"It’s all right, Dad. Come on in."
He led the way. "Hold on. Let me get dressed and I’ll be right out."
"All right, Jack." His father sat
down.
Jack went to his bedroom and woke Rose up.
"Hey, Rosie. Wake up." He kissed
her lips.
"What?" she asked, still tired from
the night before.
"My dad is here," he told her.
"All right." She got up and dressed
in a pretty summer dress.
Jack got dressed and walked out with her.
"Dad, there is someone I want you to
meet." He held Rose’s hand.
Michael Dawson turned around.
"Hello." He got up.
"Hello, Mr. Dawson." Rose extended
her hand.
"Please, call me Michael." He shook
her hand.
Rose sat by Jack.
"Dad, I am sorry I didn’t tell you, but
Rose and I got married this week." Jack had wanted his father there, but
he had wanted to get married to Rose badly then.
"You got married, Jack?" Michael
was astonished.
"Yeah, Dad. I love Rose. Not only that,
but you are gonna be a grandpa." Jack felt guilty laying all this on his
father at once.
"Wow, Jack. I am speechless,"
Michael said, rubbing his eyes. "Rose, thank you," he said.
"For what, Michael?" Rose had no
idea what she had done.
"For taking care of my son while I am
away. I thought he might get very lonely without me here. I am glad he’s found
you," he said, smiling at her.
"Thank you, Michael. Care for something
to drink?" she asked.
"Nah, but Rose--whatever you need for
the baby, tell me and I will get it for you." He liked his new
daughter-in-law.
"All right, Michael." She sat back
down and smiled. Rose had just remembered that she hadn’t even told her mother
about it.