His Last Joke (Sequel to His Last Laugh)

History Repeats Itself

"Ah yes.. Then you should know better than to have a little bastard take your knife from you!" I yelled.

" I swear boss, I-I swear it won't happ-" I got my gun out of my jacket pocket and shot him in the head mid-sentence.

"There won't be a next time. James you drive." I spoke addressing the man next to me as he gulped and moved out of the van.

He opened the door to the front seat and grabbed the other goon by the jacket.

"Come on! Move it! We don't have all day! Throw him out unless you want a bullet in your brain too!" I barked at him as I put my hand on my wound. I felt more blood come out as I pressed on it to avoid losing more blood.

James threw the goon on the pavement before getting in and driving away. I cursed under my breath as the wound continued throbbing.

* Eva's P.O.V *

 I spent all afternoon reading or walking around the house. Jack and all his men have been out all morning. I can't say I don't know why. He told me he was going after him, and I didn't quite care. I almost forgot about this place, I missed it. I mean I did forget about this place. Literally, but you know what I mean. I found myself walking towards Jack's office. I liked the old house better. This one feels colder but maybe it's because I'm just not used to it. I've only been here for like a week or two before the accident.

 I opened Jack's office stepping inside. I looked around before dragging my fingertips across the bookshelf. Everything was so dusty. I was about to step towards the desk but I heard a car pulling up and quickly closed the lights and headed out of the office. I didn't want to bother him, I don't know how he'll react to me in his office exactly. I walked behind the kitchen island and pretended to make some tea. A few minutes later the door opened and I turned around as two of Jack's men entered with him limping in the middle, with his arms over each of their necks.

"Are you okay?!" I asked as I moved away from the kitchen island and saw his bloody side.

"Stupid question! Don't answer that!" I said clearing the island for them to put him on it.

The put him on the table and he slowly took his jacket off grumbling.

"Angel.." He whispered.

I helped him take his jacket off and slid off his shirt.

"How did this happen?!" I asked looking at the wound.

"He was stabbed." One of the men answered me and Jack grunted.

"Okay! Get me some thread and a  sewing needle! Also see if we have some alcohol and something cotton!" I yelled at them.

"Oh my god, Jack." I said looking at him.

"I have some Aspirin in my purse. Hold on." I spoke.

"Here, take two of these." I said handing him the box when I came back, before filling him a cup of water.

I handed him the cup and next to him I saw the men had set out the things I asked for.

"Okay, this will burn you." I spoke as I poured some alcohol on the piece of cotton they got me. I started to slowly dab his wound as he hissed.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, it's almost done!" I gave him a few more dabs before letting the cotton go.

I looped the needle with the thread and looked at Jack. 

"First time's the hardest, okay?" I said as he nodded. He was leaning back on his arms.

I inhaled and gave him another look before holding his skin together.

"Okay, take a deep breath." I spoke as he did.

I stitched the first holes together and he grabbed the bottle of alcohol and took a few gulps. After a few stitches he got used to the pain. He was now sitting the same but I could feel his eyes on me, watching my every move.

"I hope you're feeling better." I spoke.

"Thank you, Angel." He rasped.

"History repeats itself, doesn't it?" He smirked and I looked up at him.

"Ah yes, but if I recall correctly, the last time I stitched you up, it was your bicep." I spoke giving his upper arm a light prick with the needle.

"You'd think you'd be used to this by now." I giggled as his shoulders raised slightly.

"No.." He laughed, "But I am used to the alcohol that comes with." He said before taking another sip of the bottle.

A few minutes later, one of his men asked if I needed anything and I told him to fetch me some gauze bandages. I finished stitching him up and the man brought the gauze.

"There. All done." I said before cutting the thread and putting the needle away.

"Come on. Let's get you to the room. I can wrap this in there, you need to rest." I spoke grabbing the bandages as he went down from the island and grabbed his stitches.

"Don't move so quick. The wound still didn't heal, you know? Come here I'll help up." I said walking over to him and putting my arm around his waist as he put his arm over my shoulder.

I guided him slowly to the room as he stopped mid-way and spoke.

"You do know I'm only doing this to put my arm around you right?" He smirked.

"Mhmm sure thing, tough guy. Let's go." I giggled as we entered his room.

"Stay here." I spoke as he stood in the middle of the room as I opened the bandages packet. 

I looked up at him and he was half turned and looking down at his stitches, slightly picking at them. Even with stitches I still thought his body looked good.

I untied the first big of gauze and walked over to him. I started to wrap his abdomen, turning around him with the gauze as he chuckled.

"I think I'll stay shirtless from now on. You seem to like me better that way." He smirked. Crap. He noticed me staring at him earlier.

"What can I say? History repeats itself." I giggled quoting him from earlier.

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