A LOVE REBORN IN THE STREETS
Chapter Five
Jack hadn't seen Rose in a while.
He had meant to be with her later that night, but since his father's death, all
the hatred in him was pent-up, and he had nowhere to use it.
He found himself walking to
Rose's flat. He knocked on her door when he got there.
"Jack? Oh, I missed you so
much. Where have you been?" She hugged him.
"I've been away, Rose. My
father is dead. There's also something I have been meaning to tell you. A few
days ago, I saw Caledon Hockley." Jack could still feel Cal's ties to
Rose.
"Cal? What is he doing
here?" Rose was surprised that he was still alive.
"I think he's related to
Bill Cutting." Jack took off his shirt and vest and sat down in a chair.
"The Butcher? No way."
Rose could not believe this. Cal had never mentioned anything about Bill.
"Yes. I am gonna kill him,
Rose, once and for all." Jack was still angry.
"Jack, you can't be
serious." Rose patted his hand.
"Listen, Rose. His father
killed my father, and I am gonna kill them both." He got up and held her
strongly against a wall.
"Ouch, Jack! That
hurt!" His tight grip had left impressions on her upper arms.
"I am sorry. I am not mad at
you." He let her go and started to feel guilty.
"It's all right. Just don't
do it again." Rose rubbed her arms.
"I am so sorry. I didn't
mean to." He put his arms around her, and then let her go.
"Don't apologize. Come
here." She held him in her arms, and he cried himself to sleep that night.
Rose felt powerless. There was nothing she could do. As much as she hated Cal
herself, she didn't want him dead. She was too kind for that.
*****
The next morning, Jack woke up,
realizing that he had slept at Rose's place. He turned over to find her asleep
nude by his side. He touched her firm back and pulled the sheet a little lower.
He closed his eyes, remembering when he had taken her to the stars. He hadn't
expected her to be so wild that night, and still a virgin, no less. He had
taken that away from her that night, giving her the best of him, even if it
killed him.
While his eyes were still closed,
Rose looked at him and smiled. "You gonna draw me again?"
He opened his eyes. "Just
remembering."
"Remembering what?" She
cupped his face.
"You. Our first night
together." He opened his eyes and reached out to her.
"Oh, Jack." She held
him close to her. She wasn't afraid to be naked in front of him.
"I am sorry for the way I
grabbed you last night," he apologized.
"It's okay. But next time
you grab me like that, make sure you are making love to me," Rose teased,
trying to get his mind off of what he was thinking.
"Like this?" He took
her arms and held them above her head as he kissed her neck.
"Jack, don't start anything
if you can't finish it," she warned him, and laughed.
"Finish it, darling? I
intend to continue until you’re screaming my name and crying for mercy."
He stood on the bed and looked down at her.
"Now I know why I love you
so much. You just don't know when to quit." He got down, pulled the covers
over them, and took her to the stars again. But this time it lasted longer, and
there were no more icebergs, fiancés, or mothers to worry about.