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Post by Race on Jan 11, 2012 10:39:05 GMT -5
Jack was still standing there topless, rubbing his cheek and feeling around in the closet for his shirt, "Hey! She came on t'me!" he yelled, standing up and glaring at Blink, then sighed, "Sarah better not find out about dis..." he muttered.
"DEN WHY YA ACTIN' LIKE A WOMAN?!" Race yelled at him, finally shuffling a deck of cards and dealing out on a game, laughing when Spades threw the shoe at Aces, "IT'S A ROBOT IT AIN'T GOT FEELINGS! Madonna mia....dat kid.."
"But I dunno, if his uncle comes in during dis party I don't wanna be around Race when it happens," Max laughed.
((topless Jack Kelly..all I can think is DEM ABS!))
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 12, 2012 21:30:57 GMT -5
Blink walked over to the card table and put an arm around Race's shoulder, looking at the game before him. "Heeyyy buddy! Whassh' doin'?" he slurred, then passed out in front of the card table.
Aces seemed to forget about the robot baby and become his old mischievous self again. "PIRATE DOWN! SOMEONE BRING ME A SHARPIE AND A BUCKET OF COLD WATER!" He laughed evilly, poking Blink in the shoulder.
Spades slipped the bottle of tequilla out of Blink's grip and took a swig.
Cailin shook her head. "God I hope he doesn't. My dad's not exactly on their good side."
Reilly had finally gone home after talking with Spot for a while and calming down from the fight with Max.
Spot came back into the party to see Blink on the floor, Jack standing in the middle of the floor missing his shirt, and Blondie struggling not to fall off of a chair. He walked over to Blondie and set her back upright just as se was falling off the chair.
Blondie threw back her head and looked up at him. "Oh hey Sp- whoaaa the room's spinning."
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Post by Race on Jan 12, 2012 21:37:14 GMT -5
Race pulled a sharpie out of his pocket and handed it to Aces, pulling a cigar out of the box he'd brought out of his uncles stores and lit it up, "Alright boys double down," he glanced down at Blink and snorted, continuing the card game.
Jack still couldn't find his shirt, "Shit....ANYONE GOT A SHIR-....screw it.." he walked over to the bar and grabbed a beer, chugging it, "Might as well.." he said.
"Eh, he probably won't be back until tomorrow," Max said, "Don' worry about him" Max slipped his arm behind her nonchalantly.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 12, 2012 21:49:54 GMT -5
Aces grinned evilly and drew a handlebar mustache on Blink and lifted up his eye patch, putting it over his good eye and drawing a large x over the lid of his blind eye. "Hehehehehehe."
"You know he's gonna kill you when he wakes up, right?" Spades said to his brother, trying to hold in his laughter without much success.
"He won't be able to see me when he wakes up." Aces said back. "Besides, it's worth it. Hehehe..."
Cailin instinctively moved closer to Max when she felt his arm behind her. "I know you know what my dad does, but... how can you be so cool about it? Everyone at my old school pretty much treated me like I had the plague or something."
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Post by Race on Jan 12, 2012 21:54:26 GMT -5
Max shrugged, "Da used to deal with 'em all the time," he said, "He still owes some guy from the Italian mafia money, but he paid off the Irish forever ago. Besides, nothin' surprises me anymore."
Four beers later and Jack was in the closet again with the same girl, making it further than last time.
Race just started laughing, "If ya can get to his teeth black one out.." he said, egging Aces on. "Full house! Money on da table boys! Gimme!"
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 12, 2012 22:13:19 GMT -5
"Good idea!" Aces said, flipping Blink's mouth open. "SCURRRRRVYYYYYYYY!"
"That's not gonna poison him or anything is it?" Spades asked, nudging Blink with his foot.
Cailin nodded. "Maybe we moved to the right place this time then." she said thoughtfully, absentmindedly laying her head over onto Max's shoulder.
Blondie was so out of it that she wasn't even speaking coherently anymore. It was all just one long mumble.
Aces looked from Blondie to his sharpie and back.
"Don't even think about it," Spot said, but he was smirking.
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Post by Race on Jan 12, 2012 22:37:12 GMT -5
"Nah...he did it one halloween," Race said, blowing a couple of smoke rings up at the ceiling, then laid his cards down, "Royal Flush gimme ya money!" he laughed, dragging all the dollars and change people had thrown into the game.
Jack and the girl finished, she went out first, adjusting her breasts and buttoning her pants, Jack came out adjusting his belt, looking around to make sure no one saw them that knew Sarah, he'd sobered up a bit during the escapade in the closet, but kept going.
"I hope so, I think ya did," Max grinned at her.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 12, 2012 22:48:18 GMT -5
Cailin smiled up at him. "Me too."
Blondie had her head leaned on Spot's shoulder. "Make the world stay still," she mumbled, the only thing she said that he had been able to understand in the last ten minutes.
Spot looked around for Max and Cailin. They had been gone for a while. He pulled Blondie's arm around his shoulder and walked over to where Race was at the card table. "Hey if Max and Cailin show up, tell 'um I'll be back. I'm gonna take Blondie home and put her to bed real quick. Thanks for everything." He grinned before disappearing out the front door, putting Blondie in the front seat and driving off toward her house.
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Post by Race on Jan 12, 2012 23:27:56 GMT -5
"I think they snuck off to da hot tub.." Race waggled his eyebrows, "I think ya bruddah found a dame.." he dealt the cards again, blowing smoke out of his mouth again.
Jack was in another closet with another woman, too drunk to care anymore.
Max had seen Jack disappear through the sliding glass door, "Oh my god..Jack's screwin' everythin' tonight." he laughed.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 12, 2012 23:54:21 GMT -5
"It's good for him," Spot said, over his shoulder as he walked out, smirking slightly. When they were halfway to Blondie's house, she started to become more aware of her surroundings, remembering for the first time since she started drinking what had happened earlier that night. She hoped her dad was in bed, not really wanting to face him again.
Spot pulled into her driveway and put the car in park. "You feelin' okay?"
Blondie leaned across the front seat and kissed him for an answer, her world still spinning.
Spot kissed her back. "Guess so." he said, smiling. He got out of the car and started walking her to the door, still supporting her.
Cailin laughed. "Well he looked kind of miserable earlier. Maybe he needed to get laid."
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Post by Race on Jan 12, 2012 23:57:57 GMT -5
((JACKY BOY JUST GOT LAID))
"Yeah..but I don' think his girlfriend is blonde.." Max laughed.
Race finished up another game, when a car pulled into the driveway, the headlights reflecting off the windows, he recognized the glow "Ah shit....EVERYONE OUT! MY UNCLE IS HOME! EVERYONE OUT! NOW! HYAKAH HYAKAH!" he started frantically chasing everyone out.
Max heard him, "Uh oh....his Uncle's home..c'mon.." he leapt out of the hottub, grabbing his pants and pulling them on.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 13, 2012 0:43:05 GMT -5
Spades and Aces grabbed Blink and carried him out between them, shoving him in the car and driving off, Aces behind the wheel since he had drunk the least of them all.
Cailin nearly jumped out of her skin as people flooded from the house scattering in all directions. She grabbed her clothes in one hand and Max's hand in the other. "Come on!" she said, taking off through the back gate.
Spot and Blondie reached the door, both laughing at some conversation they had been having. Blondie pushed it open and Spot walked her in to keep her from stumbling into something. They were halfway through the living room when the light flicked on and Blondie's father stood in front of them, looking angrier than he ever had. "Uh...hey dad," Blondie said carefully. "Spot was just-"
"You're disgusting." he said, his voice shaking with rage. "Sneaking out, disappearing for hours at a time with boys, and drinking until you can't even walk on your own. I know I taught you better than that!"
Blondie shook with anger. "All YOU ever taught me was how to be an asshole to your kids!" she said venomously.
Her dad grabbed her roughly by the arm and slung her face first into the door facing of her room.
Blondie's legs crumpled beneath her like rubber and she fell to her knees, clutching at her bleeding forehead, which had hit the door first.
Something snapped in Spot and he lunged at Blondie's father punching him over and over again, seeing nothing but a sea of red before his eyes. "DON'T EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN!" He went into stream after stream of curses.
Blondie's dad kneed Spot in the stomach, rebreaking the ribs he'd broken upon falling from the treehouse. Spot clutched at his chest for only a moment before going back into the fight. He swung at the man again, hitting just below his left eye. Finally, Blondie's dad got tired of it and grabbed the nearest object he could use as a weapon and smashing it against Spot's head, knocking him out.
"Spot! No!" Blondie felt the blood run down the side of her face, still dazed from the impact. She kicked her dad hard between the legs and pulled a blade out of her pocket, pointing it at him. "You stay away from him and you stay away from me. This time I'm not coming back." Angry tears threatened to spill over her eyelids, but she held them back, pulling herself and Spot up with great difficulty and hurrying out to the car. She shook as she turned the key in the ignition and drove away, straining her eyes to concentrate on the road ahead through the blur.
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Post by Race on Jan 13, 2012 0:58:49 GMT -5
Max followed Cailin out the gate, holding his pants up as they ran.
Race was frantically trying to clean everything up, he knew his uncle probably saw everyone streaming out of the house, that man saw everything, he shoved everything into the couch adn everything else that had a crevice or could hold trash and booze in it.
Paulie was pissed, he didn't know why his Sister's son gave him such hell, it was the Irish in him, if she hadn't fucking ran off with that Higgins scum, he filed through the people who foolishly ran out the front door, he yelled at them in Italian to hurry up and get off his lawn before he shot them. He shoved the front door open, looking around for his nephew "TONY! WHAT THE HELL?! I LEAVE YA ALONE AND YA HAVE A FUCKIN' PARTY!" he opened the door to store his coat and Jack and the blond fell out, completely undressed except for underwear and making out, "WHAT THE FUCK?! WHO ARE YOU?! WHY ARE YOU IN MY CLOSET?!" he threw Jack's pants at him, chasing them out the door. "TONY! GET OUT HERE!"
Race cringed, he wasn't used to someone yelling at him by his real name, he peered around the doorfacing "Uh...hey Uncle Paulie.." he grinned nervously.
"GET DA HELL OUT HERE!" Paulie yelled, Race scooted out there, "WHAT'S DA MEANIN' 'A THIS HUH?!" he gestured at the giant mess.
"Uh...party?" Race said.
"AND YA SMELL LIKE A DAMN DISTILLERY! WHADDA HELL?!" Paulie roared, he grabbed Race by the front of the shirt so he'd look him in the eye, "IF I EVER COME BACK HERE TA YOU'SE THROWIN' A PARTY LIKE DIS I'LL THROW YA OUT! I DON'T GOTTA DEAL WIT YA CRAP! JUST CAUSE YOU'SE MY SISTER'S SON!"
Race turned away from Paulie's rants, he was used to it so most of it didn't phase him, his uncle was always threatening to throw him out.
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Post by Brooklyn on Jan 13, 2012 1:17:13 GMT -5
Cailin dragged Max halfway down the block after seeing that Blondie's car was no longer in sight. As soon as she stopped, she pulled her clothes back on to defend against the chill of the night. "Poor Race," she said, unable to keep from laughing as she buttoned her pants back up. "I could hear his uncle yelling when we got to the road."
Blondie parked her car a few blocks from Racetrack's house, thinking the party was still going on. She needed a moment to calm down before she went back there. "Spot?" she gently shook him by the shoulder, but he didn't budge. She knew he would most likely be okay when he woke up, so she turned off the car. Her forehead was still bleeding and hurt likr hell, but she ignored it, finally letting the angry tears flow. Maybe she'd feel better afterward.
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Post by Race on Jan 13, 2012 1:35:51 GMT -5
"He tends t'block him out, he's an annoying little runt, but Higgin's can hold his own against anyone," Max said, "Even his psychotic uncle.."
Race frowned, "WILL YA LET GO 'A MY SHIRT OLD MAN!" he yelled, tugging out of his uncles grasp, "CARO ME YA AIN'T GOT NO MANNERS! IF YOU'SE JUST LEMME HAVE A PARTY DIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED AND JACKY BOY WOULDN'T HAVE SCREWED SOME BLONDE IN YA CLOSET!"
Paulie fumed, his eyes bulging out of his head, "IF YOU MINDED ME AND WASN'T A STUBBORN LTITLE SHIT I'D LET YOU!" he yelled.
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