Jessamine: *backs away* G-G-Go away. L-L-Leave me al-a-alone...
???: *chuckles* Ah come on now. Is that anyway to treat your step-daddy?
Dean: *pulls Jessamine behind him* Step-daddy?!
Tony: Well...Yeah. That's what I said, right?
Dean: But you're with Renee! And Jessamine's mom was with other guys!
Tony: Well I've been...away for a while. And as for Renee, I feel like I need to have a Freebie. But God..DAMN Jessamine. *walks towards her* You sure grew up since the last time I saw you.
Jessamine: *backs up again* I w-w-was 8 last time you...
Tony: 8...damn. So you're 18 now, right?
*Jessamine gulps and nods*
Tony: *smirks* So you're legal now?
Dean: *steps up to him* Alright, you bastard! You better bac...
Tony: I'm not a bastard. I knew my dad. *looks at Dean* Unlike someone.
*As Tony tries to walk past Dean, Dean puts his hand on his chest and shoves him back*
Dean: I didn't know my father, but I wish I didn't. He tore my fami....
Tony: Yeah, Yeah. White boy with Daddy issues. Typical. *pushes Dean out the way* Now, Jessamine. *looks her up and down* I love you in that outfit.
Jessamine: *tears up* Pleeease...
Tony: *cocks head* Aww come on. I know I taught you better than that. *bends down to her size* Now what do you say?
Jessamine: *sobs and shivers* Th-T-Thank you s-s-sir.
*Dean grabs Tony's shoulder*
Dean: Hey man! I don't know who you are, or what you want, but you're scaring my girlfriend and I don't appreciate that!
Tony: *looks at Dean* Girlfriend? *looks back at Jessamine* This guy is about as old as me!
Dean: I'm only 30.
Tony: Oh yeah, *yanks his shoulder out of Dean's grasp* well I'm 34. Now baby doll, *puts his arms on both sides of Jessamine* Why does he have that I don't?
Jessamine: *trembling* Please g-get out...
*Dean grabs Tony by both shoulders and yanks him to the ground*
Dean: OKAY!!! GET OUT NOW!!!!
*Tony hops to his feet and steps up to Dean. He is a good 6 inches taller than Dean and bigger in muscle*
Tony: Do you really wanna start something little man?
Dean: If you keep messing with my girl, yes. Oh and I forgot to mention, *steps closer* I fight for a living.
*Tony looks at Dean and then Jessamine before turning to Renee and heading to the door*
Tony: *turns to Jessamine and waves* Bye Sweetness.
*As Tony and Renee leave the house, Jessamine slides down the wall and starts to cry even harder*
Dean: *kneels down beside Jessamine* Babe, are you okay?
Jessamine: *sobs and shakes her head* Nooooooooo...no I'm n-n-never okay!
Dean: *rubs her back* It's okay baby. It's okay. I'll protect you.
Jessamine: Dean...
Dean: This guy doesn't know me. And did you see the look of fear on his face when I said I fight for a living?
Jessamine: *sniffles and chuckles* Yeah that was actually pretty funny.
Dean: *smiles* Yeah. And you know Roman and Ettore didn't go with the doctor remember?
Jessamine: *looks at Dean* They didn't?
Dean: *shakes head* They asked to go to Georgia. To hang out with Xavier's family.
Jessamine: Oh.
Dean: Yeah so we can call them whenever we want.
Jessamine: And they'll come?
Dean: Most likely knowing Ettore. And you have Dolph, Xavier, Kofi, Cody, the Usos, and Randy on your side. So see? You have your own little army.
Jessamine: *wipes eyes* Really?
Dean: Yeah. Oh and AJ.
Jessamine: AJ?
Dean: Yeah. Apparently he heard about you and Bray and it made him sick when Wade said he wished Bray could catch you and record...it. I think Tamina said he might have punched Wade's nose straight.
Jessamine: *giggles* Yeah I never liked Wade anyway.
Thump thump thump thump
*Tiny footsteps come from upstairs as little Moxley simmers downstairs, into Jessamine's lap and licks away the rest of her tears*
Dean: *laughs* See? Even Moxley is on your side.
Jessamine: *strokes Moxley's coat* Yeah. My little pu...*pulls Moxley to her chest* If Bray touches him, I'll rip his beard off.
Dean: *smiles and pats Moxley on the head* Yeah. We've only had him for a few hours and I love him already.
Knock Knock
Dean: *looks at the door* Who is this?!
Sheriff: Me!
Jessamine: ...That sounds like the sheriff.
Sheriff: It is!!
Dean: *looks at Jessamine and smirks* You sure?
Sheriff: She's positive now open up! IT'S HOT OUT HERE!!!
Dean: *laughs and stands up*
*Dean opens the door and the Sheriff walks before taking off her hat and taking a seat on the couch*
Sheriff: I'm sorry but I had to sit down.
Dean: It's okay. What's the matter?
Sheriff: Paul Jetson. His funeral is tomorrow.
Jessamine: Tomorrow? He just died.
Sheriff: Yeah. I know. But he had a terminal illness and he planned his own funeral. Had the expenses paid and everything.
Jessamine: What? But he seemed...so...
Sheriff: Lively. Well, he lived everyday like it was his last. Cause it could have been his last.
Dean: Awww. That's...really sad.
Sheriff: *shakes head* That's how he wanted to live.
Jessamine: *scowls* I'm still pissed that those bastards cut his life short though.
Sheriff: *frowns* Yeah. But I tried to find a bright side to this. And it's sad, but true.
Dean: What's the bright side?
*The Sheriff looks at Dean with a sorrowful look*
Sheriff: At least he knew when he was gonna die.
Jessamine: ...Yeah. That is sad, though.
Sheriff: *nods and stands* Hey. Wasn't that the Renee girl you were talking about? Your ex?
Dean: *nods* Yeah. The one that was with Bray.
Sheriff: *looks at Dean* Bray? She...was with Bray? So she knows where he is.
Jessamine: I think so. Dean said she went with them.
Dean: Yeah when he attacked me.
Sheriff: *heads towards the door* Okay. Thanks!
*Sheriff runs out to Renee's house*
Dean: *sighs and looks at Jessamine* Well, I hope they catch him.
Jessamine: *scratches Moxley's head* I hope so too.
Dean: So, *kneels down beside Jessamine* Do you want to go to the funeral?
Jessamine: *nods* Yeah. *hugs Moxley tighter* It's my fault anyw...
Dean: No it's not. You didn't kill Mr. Jetson. Bray did. Just like you didn't get Becky and the others hurt.
Jessamine: *pauses and nods* Yeah. I guess.
Dean: *stands up* Now. Come on. *holds out hand* We gotta go.
Jessamine: *raises eyebrow* Where?
Dean: Well. I have a black suit. But you don't have a black dress.
Jessamine: Oh. Right. *looks at Moxley* But what about...
Dean: He'll be fine. I promise.
Jessamine: No he won't! They have a key! I'll just stay.
Dean: No. That's not an opti...
Jessamine: I can be by myself. You left me here last night remember? And it's the middle of the day. If I scream, the neighbors will hear me.
Dean: ...are you sure?
Jessamine: *nods* Yes. I'm positive.
Dean: *grabs the keys* Okay I'll be right back, okay?
Jessamine: *nods* Okay.
*Dean turns to the door and leaves. As he gets in his car, Dean sees a small envelope on the dashboard*
Dean: *in mind* That wasn't here last night...
*Dean opens the envelope and takes out a photo. It's a family photo on the beach. A woman, beautiful with long wavy brown hair, is standing between two men. One looked familiar. He was very thin and tall. The other man, he was big. His hair was curly mess on his head. His eyes seemed to glow as he smiled. He had a tattoo like Roman's but it was on his legs instead of his arm. He towered over the woman and man with one muscular arm around the woman's waist, and the other holding a small child. It was a girl. Her hair was wet and matted on her head and she had a fluffy bathing suit. She looked just like the man holding her and they both seemed to be smiling the hardest. Dean flips the photo over and sees writing on the back*
They were so beautiful together. Too bad.
Dean: *looks at photo again* ....Jessamine?
15 minutes later
*Jessamine and Moxley are sitting on the couch, watching T.V. and eating as they waiting for Dean to come home*
Jessamine: *rubs the puppy's head* You know what Moxley. If I were alone, I'd probably lose my mind over every single little noise. But with you here, I feel a little better.
*Moxley licks Jessamine's palm*
Knock, knock!
Jessamine: Hm? Who is it?!
???: It's Deputy Johnson! Remember me?! I was...throwing up behind a car when we first met.
Jessamine: ...Oh yeah.
*Jessamine gets up and opens the door*
Jessamine: Hello there officer. Is there...something wrong?
Deputy: No ma'am. But we stopped Mr. Good in the dress store for questioning.
Jessamine: Questioning?
Deputy: We caught Bray. And the others. But they refuse to talk unless he's there. So he wanted me to tell you that he will be a little late. Is that okay?
Jessamine: *in mind* No... Sure. Yeah that's...that's fine.
Deputy: *smiles* Okay. Well, *tips hat* see ya later ma'am.
Jessamine: *waves* Bye.
*Deputy Johnson walks off the porch and heads to his car as Jessamine closes the door*
Tony: Boy ain't that a shame.
*Jessamine looks back and sees Tony, sitting on the edge of the couch, holding Moxley under his arm with his mouth forced shut*
Jessamine: *opens the door* OFFICER!!!
Deputy: *looks back and smiles* You two play nice.
*Jessamine looks mortified as the officer waves a wad of cash in his hand. Tony then grabs the back of Jessamine's shirt, yanks her back in the house and throws her on the ground*
Tony: *looks at Moxley* Your dog is as pathetic as your father.
*Tony drops Moxley on the ground and kicks him*
Jessamine: *teary-eyed* STOP!!! *crawls over to a wimpering Moxley* HE'S A P-P-PUPPY!!!
*Tony walks over to Jessamine, grabs her by her hair and yanks her up to her feet*
Jessamine: *punches his chest* LET ME G-G-GO!!!
Tony: *grabs her face* Damn. *smirks* You look just like him. Same hair. *grabs Jessamine's face* Same eyes. *smiles at her* Same lips. Man, *throws her to the couch* I am going to LOVE fucking the shit outta you.
Jessamine: *scoots back against the arm* Pl-Please...you and dad were...f-fr-friends...
Tony: Yeah. And if I remembered correctly, I killed Matai. With a vase. And stairs but hey, *shrugs and smirks* we were friends.
Jessamine: *sobs* W-w-what do you w-w-want?
Tony: Well...right now. *takes a CD out of his pocket* I want to watch this together. You know, like a family.
Jessamine: *looks at the CD* W...What is tha...
Tony: *puts it in the DVD player* Trust me. *sits beside Jessamine and takes the remote* You'll love it, *wraps his arm around her waist and smiles* I know I did.
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Heeey! Don't hate me. I had to stop so you would come back next week. Anyway, next update will be next Friday. Or Saturday. I don't know. Bye!