You Must Confess
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Re: You Must Confess
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Re: You Must Confess
Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:54 am
(chapter 10 the one after this will be my last of the night)Chapter 9
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His lips caressed hers, wishing on the one hand that she would wake up and kiss back. On the other hand praying she wouldn't.
He didn't know what he'd do if she did. He didn't know how he would ever be able to pull away if she wanted him.
His lips set a blaze burning in Vi. Frankie NEVER made her feel this way.
Not even once...Not ever.
Now as she lay there, fighting every ounce of her being to NOT respond she wondered, how would she ever be able to stand it, when Frankie kissed her?
And how would she ever be able to live without the feel of these lips on hers ever again?
Vi thought for a second how desperately she wanted to kiss back when there was a sound a commotion out in the hall.
"I WANNA know where she Is Now!"
She felt Gerard's lips leave her. She almost whimpered at their loss. But she knew that other voice. Frankie was looking for her. Searching and yelling, he would NOT be happy when he found Gerard here.
"Now Inks..Calm down. The Good Doctor will let us see her, Despite it being after visiting hours. Won't you Doctor?"
"O-of course Mr, Schechter..Of course. They Are this way.."
"THEY ARE? Who's with her?"
Vi could hear the anger in Frank's voice. If he was this angry now? What would he have done if he had come in just a moment or two earlier. What if Gerard had had no warning?
Vi shivered and Gerard noticed it. He pulled the blanket further up around her just as Frankie barged into the room.
"Welllll Look what the cat dragged in? What the fuck are you doing here?"
"FRANK! Respect the collar!" "Collar or No what is HE doing here In Vi's room alone with her out cold?!"
Gerard's answer was low, and calm almost TOO calm.
"I was watching her Frank. Watching over her." He looked down at her sweet face.
"Like I always will. If she's in any kind of trouble. If she needs me. I'll know it."
He looked back up at his once friend.
The man that now held the woman that he loved in his arms at night.
The Man who kept her in his bed.
Gerard realised he HATED him for it.
"And if you hurt Her..Your RIGHT! Collar or no..I WILL FIND YOU!"
"Gentlemen Settle down..Brother Way, Good to see you." The older man held out his hand in greeting.
"Nice to see you too Mr. Schechter." Gerard took his hand and shook it.
"How is she?" The anger in Gerard's voice gone as he answered. "She's..she not moved. She woke up for a minute in the car though. She didn't know how she hurt herself. But knew who she was. She responded to my voice."
"That's a good sign."
"Yeah that's a GOOD question. How DID she get hurt PRETTY BOY?"
"I DON'T go by that name any more Frank. She..She was kneeling at the rail. She saw me. She fainted."
"Hit her head?" Gerard nodded. He looked back at her.
"She was OBVIOUSLY SO HAPPY to see YOU."
"Frank! Vi is YOUR girl now. You can afford to be gracious. Otherwise, the fates may allow some other man to steal her away. Violet is a VERY pretty girl. I have eyes I can see that."
Mr. S. was obviously annoyed.
"Frank you need to calm down. And I need a cup of coffee. Go get me and the good Brother one."
Frank looked at Schechter, shocked. He wasn't an errand boy any more, hadn't been for a while. And she WAS his girl.
"Mr. Schechter..I-"
"You need a walk Frank. Go."
Frank looked at Gerard expecting to see that smug smirk he often wore on his face. Instead what he saw was worse. WAY worse. He was looking down on Violet, the longing in his face plain to see.
"I just want her to wake up..." he said in desperation, his eyes wild with worry.
"She will in abit. In-fact Frank run to the bakery. Bust the window if you have to, if they don't come down fast enough. When Violet wakes up ..I want a piece of Strawberry Shortcake waiting for her."
"Sure Mr. Schechter." Frank turned and glared at the almost priest. "Any thing for MY Dollface." He pushed past Gerard and leaned down and kissed her on her cheek. He pulled his hat from his back pocket, glared one last time at his old friend and left.
The room was quiet for a few moments.
"Violet? Violet Angelina...Open you eyes."
Her eyes fluttered open to Gerard's shocked amazement.
The mob boss didn't look the slightest bit surprised.
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His lips caressed hers, wishing on the one hand that she would wake up and kiss back. On the other hand praying she wouldn't.
He didn't know what he'd do if she did. He didn't know how he would ever be able to pull away if she wanted him.
His lips set a blaze burning in Vi. Frankie NEVER made her feel this way.
Not even once...Not ever.
Now as she lay there, fighting every ounce of her being to NOT respond she wondered, how would she ever be able to stand it, when Frankie kissed her?
And how would she ever be able to live without the feel of these lips on hers ever again?
Vi thought for a second how desperately she wanted to kiss back when there was a sound a commotion out in the hall.
"I WANNA know where she Is Now!"
She felt Gerard's lips leave her. She almost whimpered at their loss. But she knew that other voice. Frankie was looking for her. Searching and yelling, he would NOT be happy when he found Gerard here.
"Now Inks..Calm down. The Good Doctor will let us see her, Despite it being after visiting hours. Won't you Doctor?"
"O-of course Mr, Schechter..Of course. They Are this way.."
"THEY ARE? Who's with her?"
Vi could hear the anger in Frank's voice. If he was this angry now? What would he have done if he had come in just a moment or two earlier. What if Gerard had had no warning?
Vi shivered and Gerard noticed it. He pulled the blanket further up around her just as Frankie barged into the room.
"Welllll Look what the cat dragged in? What the fuck are you doing here?"
"FRANK! Respect the collar!" "Collar or No what is HE doing here In Vi's room alone with her out cold?!"
Gerard's answer was low, and calm almost TOO calm.
"I was watching her Frank. Watching over her." He looked down at her sweet face.
"Like I always will. If she's in any kind of trouble. If she needs me. I'll know it."
He looked back up at his once friend.
The man that now held the woman that he loved in his arms at night.
The Man who kept her in his bed.
Gerard realised he HATED him for it.
"And if you hurt Her..Your RIGHT! Collar or no..I WILL FIND YOU!"
"Gentlemen Settle down..Brother Way, Good to see you." The older man held out his hand in greeting.
"Nice to see you too Mr. Schechter." Gerard took his hand and shook it.
"How is she?" The anger in Gerard's voice gone as he answered. "She's..she not moved. She woke up for a minute in the car though. She didn't know how she hurt herself. But knew who she was. She responded to my voice."
"That's a good sign."
"Yeah that's a GOOD question. How DID she get hurt PRETTY BOY?"
"I DON'T go by that name any more Frank. She..She was kneeling at the rail. She saw me. She fainted."
"Hit her head?" Gerard nodded. He looked back at her.
"She was OBVIOUSLY SO HAPPY to see YOU."
"Frank! Vi is YOUR girl now. You can afford to be gracious. Otherwise, the fates may allow some other man to steal her away. Violet is a VERY pretty girl. I have eyes I can see that."
Mr. S. was obviously annoyed.
"Frank you need to calm down. And I need a cup of coffee. Go get me and the good Brother one."
Frank looked at Schechter, shocked. He wasn't an errand boy any more, hadn't been for a while. And she WAS his girl.
"Mr. Schechter..I-"
"You need a walk Frank. Go."
Frank looked at Gerard expecting to see that smug smirk he often wore on his face. Instead what he saw was worse. WAY worse. He was looking down on Violet, the longing in his face plain to see.
"I just want her to wake up..." he said in desperation, his eyes wild with worry.
"She will in abit. In-fact Frank run to the bakery. Bust the window if you have to, if they don't come down fast enough. When Violet wakes up ..I want a piece of Strawberry Shortcake waiting for her."
"Sure Mr. Schechter." Frank turned and glared at the almost priest. "Any thing for MY Dollface." He pushed past Gerard and leaned down and kissed her on her cheek. He pulled his hat from his back pocket, glared one last time at his old friend and left.
The room was quiet for a few moments.
"Violet? Violet Angelina...Open you eyes."
Her eyes fluttered open to Gerard's shocked amazement.
The mob boss didn't look the slightest bit surprised.
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Re: You Must Confess
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Re: You Must Confess
Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 5:08 am
Chapter 10
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author's note: as late as the 1964's it was expected the a fast before commmunion begin at Midnight the night before and some people wouldn't even eat dinner the night before.
I had a great uncle who as an altar boy, he fainted on the altar on Easter Sunday infront of the whole church on just such an occassion.
But the Bishop of any area can allow Dispensation, that is, allow the rule to be broken. As as a bishop in any area, he can bend the rules, however he pleases as LONG as it is not DIRECTLY breaking cannon(church) law.
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Chapter 10
"Violet? Violet Angelina...Open your eyes."
Her eyes fluttered open to Gerard's shocked amazement. The mob boss didn't look the slightest bit surprised.
"Vi! Vi you're Awake!!" Gerard could not conceal his relief. "But.." He looked up at Mr.Schechter.
"You aren't surprised are you?"
"I thought she was..aware when I walked in. I saw how her breathing changed as she heard you threaten Frank. But the shortcake did it. You must confess, you never could resist the strawberries could you? You smiled just the tiniest bit."
Brian reached back and pulled up a chair. "So tell me Doll..How are you really?"
"You knew I wasn't asleep?"
"Violet, I've known you since you were a baby. Your father and I shared Cubans, best cigars I could find, the day you were born. I didn't KNOW, you were faking, but I had a good suspicion. Tell me Violet, HOW do you feel? What do you want?"
"Is my Buscia okay? Did..could you arrange for someone to go sit with her. Saturday's I usually stay at her house. After confession, before mass. So I can go to Communion the next day. So I'm away from Frankie." She blushed as she knew they could all figure out why she'd want to stay away.
"Already taken care of. She had some dinner, and She knows I'm on my way here. She's fine. I'll take you to her tonight myself, IF, the doctor says it's okay. That you're okay to leave."
"That's..." She said her blush deepening. "That's just it Mr. Schechter."
He smiled at her, he thought he knew what she was about to ask.
"I don't wanna leave." She said, her cheeks now glowing with embarrassment.
"And Why, Pray tell me, my dear, would you not wanna go home?" He said, amused as he crossed his arms. He looked up at the young seminarian, gazing at the young girl in the bed.
The boy longed to ask her a question, but he dared not. What would he do if she knew how he still felt for her?
"I..I..I wanna think. And I don't wanna go home. Buscia's too old to watch me if that what the doctor tells her and I don't wanna be around Frankie tonight..I" Her eyes connected with Gerard's. She knew she'd quickly have to come up with a reason why.
"I mean I don't wanna have to miss Communion, I may have to anyway. I mean if that shortcake comes I will break the fast."
"Look Violet, I'll call the bishop. We're OLD friends, both you and our young friend here need to eat. I'm sure he'll give you a special dispensation. I have to talk to him about...other matters, anyway. I'll arrange for some decent food to be brought to both of you."
He turned and faced the younger man.
"You will stay to watch over her tonight won't you? I'd consider it a great personal favor. I'd OWE you."
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author's note: as late as the 1964's it was expected the a fast before commmunion begin at Midnight the night before and some people wouldn't even eat dinner the night before.
I had a great uncle who as an altar boy, he fainted on the altar on Easter Sunday infront of the whole church on just such an occassion.
But the Bishop of any area can allow Dispensation, that is, allow the rule to be broken. As as a bishop in any area, he can bend the rules, however he pleases as LONG as it is not DIRECTLY breaking cannon(church) law.
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Chapter 10
"Violet? Violet Angelina...Open your eyes."
Her eyes fluttered open to Gerard's shocked amazement. The mob boss didn't look the slightest bit surprised.
"Vi! Vi you're Awake!!" Gerard could not conceal his relief. "But.." He looked up at Mr.Schechter.
"You aren't surprised are you?"
"I thought she was..aware when I walked in. I saw how her breathing changed as she heard you threaten Frank. But the shortcake did it. You must confess, you never could resist the strawberries could you? You smiled just the tiniest bit."
Brian reached back and pulled up a chair. "So tell me Doll..How are you really?"
"You knew I wasn't asleep?"
"Violet, I've known you since you were a baby. Your father and I shared Cubans, best cigars I could find, the day you were born. I didn't KNOW, you were faking, but I had a good suspicion. Tell me Violet, HOW do you feel? What do you want?"
"Is my Buscia okay? Did..could you arrange for someone to go sit with her. Saturday's I usually stay at her house. After confession, before mass. So I can go to Communion the next day. So I'm away from Frankie." She blushed as she knew they could all figure out why she'd want to stay away.
"Already taken care of. She had some dinner, and She knows I'm on my way here. She's fine. I'll take you to her tonight myself, IF, the doctor says it's okay. That you're okay to leave."
"That's..." She said her blush deepening. "That's just it Mr. Schechter."
He smiled at her, he thought he knew what she was about to ask.
"I don't wanna leave." She said, her cheeks now glowing with embarrassment.
"And Why, Pray tell me, my dear, would you not wanna go home?" He said, amused as he crossed his arms. He looked up at the young seminarian, gazing at the young girl in the bed.
The boy longed to ask her a question, but he dared not. What would he do if she knew how he still felt for her?
"I..I..I wanna think. And I don't wanna go home. Buscia's too old to watch me if that what the doctor tells her and I don't wanna be around Frankie tonight..I" Her eyes connected with Gerard's. She knew she'd quickly have to come up with a reason why.
"I mean I don't wanna have to miss Communion, I may have to anyway. I mean if that shortcake comes I will break the fast."
"Look Violet, I'll call the bishop. We're OLD friends, both you and our young friend here need to eat. I'm sure he'll give you a special dispensation. I have to talk to him about...other matters, anyway. I'll arrange for some decent food to be brought to both of you."
He turned and faced the younger man.
"You will stay to watch over her tonight won't you? I'd consider it a great personal favor. I'd OWE you."
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Re: You Must Confess
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Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 2:52 pm
Chapter 11
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"I..I'd LOVE to Mr.Schechter, REALLY I WOULD, but The pastor? The parish automobile..?"
"I will arrange for everything to be taken care of. You weren't due here till Monday anyway right?"
"Ye-Yes, but how did YOU know that?"
"Gerard have you forgotten NOTHING goes on in this town without me knowing it. Nothing." The older man looked back to Violet. "You don't mind him keeping an eye on you do you? It's what your Mother and Father would want, God rest their souls."
The young woman repeated the prayer, as the young man looked on in shock.
"Did..Did something happen to Mr. & Mrs. P? While..while I was.."
"They're Gone. Brother? Is.. is that what I call you? It's not Father yet is it?" She said fearfully.
"No Vi I haven't taken My finals. I'll always be.., whoever you want me to be. You can still call me Gee if you want to..Or even Pretty Boy If YOU want. But your parents? They're gone?"
"Yes. But I don't wanna talk about it right now? Okay?"
Her eyes filled with tears.
"SURE!! Sure! I ..I'm sorry. You can tell me when ever you're ready... So..You REALLY DON'T have anybody to sit with you..To take care of you?" He looked at her, inside he knew all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and protect her. As he had always said he would.
She tried to shake her head, but winced. "No...oowww. Except Frankie. And Mr. Schechter helps out alot."
"Your Father was MY Best Friend. He'd want me to watch out for you. Along with the Way's, God rest their so souls too, I was one of your Godparents.. I AM still your Godfather Vi..It's my respondsiblity. So you don't mind him staying?"
She shook her head no. "No." She looked into the eyes of the boy she had missed for so long. His eyes. She wore her heart on her sleeve. "No, I'd love it."
"Okay That settles it. I will arrange everything. All of it. Now I'll go see Your Grandmother myself and tell her you're alright. And that you're staying the night. This is a nice public place. Nobody is gonna question a man of the cloth staying to watch over a poor little orphan girl."
Mr. Schecter patted Vi's hand and stood up, picking up his hat where he'd left it when he came in.
"Unless they wanna answer to me. Tomorrow, I will send a car, to bring her and the both of you to church. The bishop will do me a favor. So don't worry about eating. But do try to get some rest...the both of you." Mr. S. leaned down and kissed Vi on her cheek.
"Vi, be good for our young friend here."
"I'll make sure she does Mr. Schechter. I'll make sure she sleeps. I can't thank you enough!"
"No. This is a PERSONAL favor to me. To me and to her family. I won't forget."
Just about then they heard Frankie's voice in the hall. "This way Mikes! They're in here." Frankie rounded the corner, with Michael in tow. "I told ya." He said gesturing toward Gerard.
"Mikes!" Gerard called and went to hug his brother. He got a cold greeting in return.
Frankie smirked. Mikes was on his side now.
Gerard was hurt. "Michael? Aren't you happy to see your big brother?"
"I don't know? How long are you here for? You gonna disappear in the middle of the night again? Leave me a note and some money and be gone? You must confess, it came as a shock. The last you told me that night you were gonna-"
Both the young seminarian's AND Frankie's faces showed alarm. They both looked like they were about to jump all over the younger man.
"MIKEY!! Mikey..I'm sorry Mikes...I didn't know what else to do." He turned and looked back at Vi.
"I just wasn't thinking straight. I wasn't using the brains our Good God gave me."
As he turned to look at Vi that drew Frankie's attention. He looked genuinely relieved and happy.
"Vi!! DOLL! Dollface you're awake!! Are ya ready to come home? I won't go out tonight..the boys'll understand. There's always another Saturday."
"The doctors want her to stay here tonight Frank."
"Then I'll sit with you Doll." Frank was reaching for a chair. He was ready to settle in for the night.
"No Frank. you have business to attend to. And besides, you told me your arrangement with her. Saturday ..Saturday's are hers. If she went home with you...you'd ruin her for mass."
Frankie couldn't deny that if she came home tonight, he'd wanna fuck her. Especially after he saw the way the older WAY brother still looked at her. She was Frank's Girl NOW and he wasn't gonna let ANYONE forget it.
Frank was annoyed but he'd listen to Mr. S.
"Fine! But I will pick you up tomorrow."
"Ah Frank Tomorrow is Sunday..she spends the day with her Grandmother. You'll let her have that time. Right? I mean nothing's changed ..She still IS your girl right?"
"Yeah Vi You are still MY girl...Aren't ya?" He said smugly, staring at Gerard relishing his rivals heartache as he knew HOW Vi would answer. Her Grandma's meds depended on it.
"Course Frank...if you say so..." Her eyes looked sadly at Gerard.
"That's Right FRANK. I'm just a man of the cloth looking out for a poor little orphan girl." He swallowed hard, trying to fight down the anger building up inside of him.
"We know how things are."
"And SHE needs her rest. Now beat it the both of yoous! I'll be down in a minute. Kiss your girl and go."
Frankie leaned in to kiss Vi's lips, at the last minute she tried to turn her head, but Frankie's hands held her face fast. His lips captured hers pressed his onto hers. She barely kissed back.
Frankie made sure that Gee had seen. As he broke the kiss, he winked at his old friend. He just wanted to twist the knife a bit more.
"Take good care of MY Dollface. I'll see you tomorrow Doll." He said finally and walked away pulling his cap on as he left.
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"I..I'd LOVE to Mr.Schechter, REALLY I WOULD, but The pastor? The parish automobile..?"
"I will arrange for everything to be taken care of. You weren't due here till Monday anyway right?"
"Ye-Yes, but how did YOU know that?"
"Gerard have you forgotten NOTHING goes on in this town without me knowing it. Nothing." The older man looked back to Violet. "You don't mind him keeping an eye on you do you? It's what your Mother and Father would want, God rest their souls."
The young woman repeated the prayer, as the young man looked on in shock.
"Did..Did something happen to Mr. & Mrs. P? While..while I was.."
"They're Gone. Brother? Is.. is that what I call you? It's not Father yet is it?" She said fearfully.
"No Vi I haven't taken My finals. I'll always be.., whoever you want me to be. You can still call me Gee if you want to..Or even Pretty Boy If YOU want. But your parents? They're gone?"
"Yes. But I don't wanna talk about it right now? Okay?"
Her eyes filled with tears.
"SURE!! Sure! I ..I'm sorry. You can tell me when ever you're ready... So..You REALLY DON'T have anybody to sit with you..To take care of you?" He looked at her, inside he knew all he wanted to do was wrap his arms around her and protect her. As he had always said he would.
She tried to shake her head, but winced. "No...oowww. Except Frankie. And Mr. Schechter helps out alot."
"Your Father was MY Best Friend. He'd want me to watch out for you. Along with the Way's, God rest their so souls too, I was one of your Godparents.. I AM still your Godfather Vi..It's my respondsiblity. So you don't mind him staying?"
She shook her head no. "No." She looked into the eyes of the boy she had missed for so long. His eyes. She wore her heart on her sleeve. "No, I'd love it."
"Okay That settles it. I will arrange everything. All of it. Now I'll go see Your Grandmother myself and tell her you're alright. And that you're staying the night. This is a nice public place. Nobody is gonna question a man of the cloth staying to watch over a poor little orphan girl."
Mr. Schecter patted Vi's hand and stood up, picking up his hat where he'd left it when he came in.
"Unless they wanna answer to me. Tomorrow, I will send a car, to bring her and the both of you to church. The bishop will do me a favor. So don't worry about eating. But do try to get some rest...the both of you." Mr. S. leaned down and kissed Vi on her cheek.
"Vi, be good for our young friend here."
"I'll make sure she does Mr. Schechter. I'll make sure she sleeps. I can't thank you enough!"
"No. This is a PERSONAL favor to me. To me and to her family. I won't forget."
Just about then they heard Frankie's voice in the hall. "This way Mikes! They're in here." Frankie rounded the corner, with Michael in tow. "I told ya." He said gesturing toward Gerard.
"Mikes!" Gerard called and went to hug his brother. He got a cold greeting in return.
Frankie smirked. Mikes was on his side now.
Gerard was hurt. "Michael? Aren't you happy to see your big brother?"
"I don't know? How long are you here for? You gonna disappear in the middle of the night again? Leave me a note and some money and be gone? You must confess, it came as a shock. The last you told me that night you were gonna-"
Both the young seminarian's AND Frankie's faces showed alarm. They both looked like they were about to jump all over the younger man.
"MIKEY!! Mikey..I'm sorry Mikes...I didn't know what else to do." He turned and looked back at Vi.
"I just wasn't thinking straight. I wasn't using the brains our Good God gave me."
As he turned to look at Vi that drew Frankie's attention. He looked genuinely relieved and happy.
"Vi!! DOLL! Dollface you're awake!! Are ya ready to come home? I won't go out tonight..the boys'll understand. There's always another Saturday."
"The doctors want her to stay here tonight Frank."
"Then I'll sit with you Doll." Frank was reaching for a chair. He was ready to settle in for the night.
"No Frank. you have business to attend to. And besides, you told me your arrangement with her. Saturday ..Saturday's are hers. If she went home with you...you'd ruin her for mass."
Frankie couldn't deny that if she came home tonight, he'd wanna fuck her. Especially after he saw the way the older WAY brother still looked at her. She was Frank's Girl NOW and he wasn't gonna let ANYONE forget it.
Frank was annoyed but he'd listen to Mr. S.
"Fine! But I will pick you up tomorrow."
"Ah Frank Tomorrow is Sunday..she spends the day with her Grandmother. You'll let her have that time. Right? I mean nothing's changed ..She still IS your girl right?"
"Yeah Vi You are still MY girl...Aren't ya?" He said smugly, staring at Gerard relishing his rivals heartache as he knew HOW Vi would answer. Her Grandma's meds depended on it.
"Course Frank...if you say so..." Her eyes looked sadly at Gerard.
"That's Right FRANK. I'm just a man of the cloth looking out for a poor little orphan girl." He swallowed hard, trying to fight down the anger building up inside of him.
"We know how things are."
"And SHE needs her rest. Now beat it the both of yoous! I'll be down in a minute. Kiss your girl and go."
Frankie leaned in to kiss Vi's lips, at the last minute she tried to turn her head, but Frankie's hands held her face fast. His lips captured hers pressed his onto hers. She barely kissed back.
Frankie made sure that Gee had seen. As he broke the kiss, he winked at his old friend. He just wanted to twist the knife a bit more.
"Take good care of MY Dollface. I'll see you tomorrow Doll." He said finally and walked away pulling his cap on as he left.
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Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:31 pm
Frankie was barely outta the room when Vi's hand flew to her lips and wiped them, as if trying to get rid of Frankie's taste on her.
Gerard saw that and couldn't help but smile abit. He hung his head hoping she wouldn't see.
But Schechter had seen both Vi's reaction to Frank and Pretty Boy's reation to her's. Schechter realised he had some thinking..serious thinking to do.
"Well I will leave you both now..Get some rest Vi, doll. Don't worry about Frankie tonight. I'll keep him hopping. You rest and relax..Catch the our good friend here up on things, if you're up to it..If not ..it can wait till the morning. Things have changed alot around here, since you been gone."
The older started to leave and then stopped mid-stride and turned towrds the young man.
"I uh, I May need one more favor from you. My uh..My books, I need you to look at'em again..The last time you looked you found a few...errors. I'm sure they were simple mistakes..But I would feel..more comfortable if you could look them over for me again. ONLY the one set..Only my legitamite ones if that's all you feel comfortable with."
Gerard looked at Mr. Schechter and lowered his voice.
"Mr. Schechter, I am NOT stupid..I Know You got your fingers in all SORTS of pies..AND friends everywhere, even the church. After you helping Vi out like this..I'll be happy to look over what ever you need. I Can't thank you enough.." He looked down at the pretty girl with the almost purple-blue eyes. The eyes, that just a little while ago, he was worried he'd never again see.
"I Can't thank you enough for taking care of Vi."
Mr. Schecter shook the young man's hand then came and kissed Vi on the cheek once more.
"You behave. You listen to Brother Way. If he tells you to sleep, you sleep, you hear?"
"Yes Sir. I will Sir. " She said as she looked up at him, "Thank you Uncle Brian." She turned to Gerard and said.
"I'll do.. whatever he says."
Gerard was glad of the robes he wore, because the pants he wore underneath were now uncomfortably tight. He heard those words and thoughts flew unbidden to his minds eye.
Oh what he would love to tell her to do.
And what he would, if it was up to him, do to her.
He shook his head as if to clear it, almost losing his balance.
"WHOA! Whoa there. You alright? You don't look so good. You best sit down. I'll have that food sent over right away. I guess it's a good thing you both got each other to watch over tonight huh?" He winked at Vi and left.
Gerard walked back over to the chair and sat back down. Now that they were suddenly alone and awkward silence enveloped the room.
They each started down at their hands. Each stealing glances to see if the other was looking. Finally Vi broke the silence.
"Th- thank you." She said looking at him almost sidesways.
"ffFor what Vi?"
"For, for bringing me here.Yu..you didn't have to..you coulda got s--someone else to do it." She looked up expectantly at him. Hoping she would hear him say that he HAD to do it himself.
"No Vi. No Vi I couldn't. I HAD to be sure that you got here safe. I HAD to. I was worried you were never gonna wake up,..and if you did...I Wanted to be the first person you saw." He frowned almost as if he were in pain.
"I gues Frankie was right...you weren't REAL happy to see me."
"NO! No HE- He's wrong! I was just...startled is all. I never thought I'd see you again..That you'd ever wanna see me."
He let out on small short breath, almost like he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"There's not a day goes by that I don't wanna see you Vi." He bobbled his head abit from side to side. "Okay If you want honesty.. Okay there WERE some a FEW, right after...But..not since. Even though," he stopped and licked his lips.
"Even though, I..I know I shouldn't...But I do."
Her face lit up, and for Gerard it was like the sun has risen right there in that hospital bed. "REALLY?!! Cause I thought you'd hate me after ..after That STUPID mistake I made."
"I don't wanna talk about that, about that night..if that's okay with you? We both made HUGE mistakes that night. I wish...I wish it'd never happened. I Wish things were different." His eyes said everything he wanted to tell her, but couldn't bring himself to say out loud.
"So Frankie...Does he treat you good?"
"Inks is okay. He uh, he takes care of me..Make sure there's money for Buscia's medicnes, and her doctors. She can afford to stay in the old house. I stay with him most nights..Except Saturday..He has a boys night out and Me and Buscia, we have a girls night in. We cook, well, she watches me cook, makes SURE I'm doing it right." She finished with a small laugh and smile.
Gerard's face softened as he watched her talk about her Buscia.
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Those Saturday cooking nights, he had always been run ragged by the two of them, getting ingredients from this market or that butcher or the fishmonger.
But he never minded..not on bit. Because that meant he got to spend time with her, and then with her whole family, and Michael too on the Sunday afternoon.
Vi was A GREAT cook. After His parents had died, while he and Mikes were still in school, they spent ALOT of time with the Pojahowitzs.
The WAY's house burned down and only He and Mickey got out alive. Vi's Mom and POP did there best to make good on there promises to the Way's to watch out for their Boys, if anything had ever happened to them.
So Sunday afternoons became his favorite day. He and Mikey would put on there Sunday Best and attend church with Vi's family. Sometimes he or Mikey would serve as altars boys.
On special ocassions Vi would sometimes be asked to sing. She would be nervous all week, and then when the time came, she would sing like an angel.
Gerard would sit there and stare, completely forgetting everything around him. Sometimes even forgetting to breath.
Then afterwards they'd all get home. Gerard and Mikey would take off their jackets and roll up there sleeves. Mikey would relax, maybe play some checkers with Mr. P.
Gerard would follow Vi.
He do what ever he could just to be near her.
It wasn't always like that when they were kids. But after, she got pushed up, and his he lost his parents, she was the only bright spot he had. She had been ALL he cared about.
----
"Did you hear me? Gee are you okay?" She was worried he had change his mind about being happy to see her. He had a very strange expression on his face. Like he was a million miles away.
"i...I'm sorry Vi I..I lost track..I ..I was thinking about those Sunday afternoons. I miss them. I wish we could just go back to them." That brought a smile back to her face.
Her voice was hopeful as she began to speak.
"Tomorrow is Sunday... Mr. Schechter said the Monsignor didn't need you till Monday. Would..Would like to come have dinner with Buscia and I tomorrow? I'd..I'd REALLy like that."
"Yeah..? Really Vi are sure?" He sounded eager.
She nodded once and then winced.
"Eeew I'm sorry I made you do that. I'D LOVE To COME with YOU!" They both blushed at thoughts that sprung into both of their heads at his slip.
" ..er I mean have dinner with you."
They both tried to ignore those thoughts.
Vi did her best to keep the conversation on track.
"Wull I was thinking Buscia will want to see you, probably wanna talk your ear off, could..since you propbaly have nothing else to to do..could you come earlier?"
"Are you asking me to spend the day with you Vi?"
"Yeah! Yeah I guess I am. Would you mind?" She whispered, afraid he was going to decline the invitation.
"Mind? Did your brains get knocked lose? Hel-" He caught himself, barely and they both started to laugh.
"YES! Vi I'd LOVE to spend the day with you!"
Gerard saw that and couldn't help but smile abit. He hung his head hoping she wouldn't see.
But Schechter had seen both Vi's reaction to Frank and Pretty Boy's reation to her's. Schechter realised he had some thinking..serious thinking to do.
"Well I will leave you both now..Get some rest Vi, doll. Don't worry about Frankie tonight. I'll keep him hopping. You rest and relax..Catch the our good friend here up on things, if you're up to it..If not ..it can wait till the morning. Things have changed alot around here, since you been gone."
The older started to leave and then stopped mid-stride and turned towrds the young man.
"I uh, I May need one more favor from you. My uh..My books, I need you to look at'em again..The last time you looked you found a few...errors. I'm sure they were simple mistakes..But I would feel..more comfortable if you could look them over for me again. ONLY the one set..Only my legitamite ones if that's all you feel comfortable with."
Gerard looked at Mr. Schechter and lowered his voice.
"Mr. Schechter, I am NOT stupid..I Know You got your fingers in all SORTS of pies..AND friends everywhere, even the church. After you helping Vi out like this..I'll be happy to look over what ever you need. I Can't thank you enough.." He looked down at the pretty girl with the almost purple-blue eyes. The eyes, that just a little while ago, he was worried he'd never again see.
"I Can't thank you enough for taking care of Vi."
Mr. Schecter shook the young man's hand then came and kissed Vi on the cheek once more.
"You behave. You listen to Brother Way. If he tells you to sleep, you sleep, you hear?"
"Yes Sir. I will Sir. " She said as she looked up at him, "Thank you Uncle Brian." She turned to Gerard and said.
"I'll do.. whatever he says."
Gerard was glad of the robes he wore, because the pants he wore underneath were now uncomfortably tight. He heard those words and thoughts flew unbidden to his minds eye.
Oh what he would love to tell her to do.
And what he would, if it was up to him, do to her.
He shook his head as if to clear it, almost losing his balance.
"WHOA! Whoa there. You alright? You don't look so good. You best sit down. I'll have that food sent over right away. I guess it's a good thing you both got each other to watch over tonight huh?" He winked at Vi and left.
Gerard walked back over to the chair and sat back down. Now that they were suddenly alone and awkward silence enveloped the room.
They each started down at their hands. Each stealing glances to see if the other was looking. Finally Vi broke the silence.
"Th- thank you." She said looking at him almost sidesways.
"ffFor what Vi?"
"For, for bringing me here.Yu..you didn't have to..you coulda got s--someone else to do it." She looked up expectantly at him. Hoping she would hear him say that he HAD to do it himself.
"No Vi. No Vi I couldn't. I HAD to be sure that you got here safe. I HAD to. I was worried you were never gonna wake up,..and if you did...I Wanted to be the first person you saw." He frowned almost as if he were in pain.
"I gues Frankie was right...you weren't REAL happy to see me."
"NO! No HE- He's wrong! I was just...startled is all. I never thought I'd see you again..That you'd ever wanna see me."
He let out on small short breath, almost like he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"There's not a day goes by that I don't wanna see you Vi." He bobbled his head abit from side to side. "Okay If you want honesty.. Okay there WERE some a FEW, right after...But..not since. Even though," he stopped and licked his lips.
"Even though, I..I know I shouldn't...But I do."
Her face lit up, and for Gerard it was like the sun has risen right there in that hospital bed. "REALLY?!! Cause I thought you'd hate me after ..after That STUPID mistake I made."
"I don't wanna talk about that, about that night..if that's okay with you? We both made HUGE mistakes that night. I wish...I wish it'd never happened. I Wish things were different." His eyes said everything he wanted to tell her, but couldn't bring himself to say out loud.
"So Frankie...Does he treat you good?"
"Inks is okay. He uh, he takes care of me..Make sure there's money for Buscia's medicnes, and her doctors. She can afford to stay in the old house. I stay with him most nights..Except Saturday..He has a boys night out and Me and Buscia, we have a girls night in. We cook, well, she watches me cook, makes SURE I'm doing it right." She finished with a small laugh and smile.
Gerard's face softened as he watched her talk about her Buscia.
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Those Saturday cooking nights, he had always been run ragged by the two of them, getting ingredients from this market or that butcher or the fishmonger.
But he never minded..not on bit. Because that meant he got to spend time with her, and then with her whole family, and Michael too on the Sunday afternoon.
Vi was A GREAT cook. After His parents had died, while he and Mikes were still in school, they spent ALOT of time with the Pojahowitzs.
The WAY's house burned down and only He and Mickey got out alive. Vi's Mom and POP did there best to make good on there promises to the Way's to watch out for their Boys, if anything had ever happened to them.
So Sunday afternoons became his favorite day. He and Mikey would put on there Sunday Best and attend church with Vi's family. Sometimes he or Mikey would serve as altars boys.
On special ocassions Vi would sometimes be asked to sing. She would be nervous all week, and then when the time came, she would sing like an angel.
Gerard would sit there and stare, completely forgetting everything around him. Sometimes even forgetting to breath.
Then afterwards they'd all get home. Gerard and Mikey would take off their jackets and roll up there sleeves. Mikey would relax, maybe play some checkers with Mr. P.
Gerard would follow Vi.
He do what ever he could just to be near her.
It wasn't always like that when they were kids. But after, she got pushed up, and his he lost his parents, she was the only bright spot he had. She had been ALL he cared about.
----
"Did you hear me? Gee are you okay?" She was worried he had change his mind about being happy to see her. He had a very strange expression on his face. Like he was a million miles away.
"i...I'm sorry Vi I..I lost track..I ..I was thinking about those Sunday afternoons. I miss them. I wish we could just go back to them." That brought a smile back to her face.
Her voice was hopeful as she began to speak.
"Tomorrow is Sunday... Mr. Schechter said the Monsignor didn't need you till Monday. Would..Would like to come have dinner with Buscia and I tomorrow? I'd..I'd REALLy like that."
"Yeah..? Really Vi are sure?" He sounded eager.
She nodded once and then winced.
"Eeew I'm sorry I made you do that. I'D LOVE To COME with YOU!" They both blushed at thoughts that sprung into both of their heads at his slip.
" ..er I mean have dinner with you."
They both tried to ignore those thoughts.
Vi did her best to keep the conversation on track.
"Wull I was thinking Buscia will want to see you, probably wanna talk your ear off, could..since you propbaly have nothing else to to do..could you come earlier?"
"Are you asking me to spend the day with you Vi?"
"Yeah! Yeah I guess I am. Would you mind?" She whispered, afraid he was going to decline the invitation.
"Mind? Did your brains get knocked lose? Hel-" He caught himself, barely and they both started to laugh.
"YES! Vi I'd LOVE to spend the day with you!"
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*13* Ronnie
Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:59 pm
Chapter 13
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Veronica didn't appreciate being awakened in the middle of the night. She had to get up at ungodly hours to help her Mama and Pops with their bakery as it was. It was now VERY late Saturday night and and Mikey had just called, He was on his way over.
Not that she minded that. She liked Mikey come'in over..they'd screw each other's brains out and then Mikey would go on his merry little way...
Until the next time..And then He'd call again. Sometimes he'd bring flowers or candy, even SILK stockings every once in a while. He was a good kid at heart, even though he'd beat the stuffing outta ya just as soon as look at ya, IF, Mr. Schechter said so.
Mikey had always been in his big brother's shadow. And he, for the last while now, didn't have to live that way anymore. But he STILL acted like he had something to prove.
Even his nickname, Baby Boy, constantly reminded him of his place in the world. He HATED that name.
And where as Gerard didn't like getting his hands dirty, Baby BOY RELISHED the..job requirements of the position he held in Mr. Schechter's holdings.
Just as soon beat you to within and inch of your life than look at ya.
Again ONLY, IF Mr. Schechter said so.
Other wise he was decent fella, smart, funny, if kinda quiet. And he had drive, ambition. Not like Frankie's not blind ambition. But he knew he wanted to get a head in life.
And sometimes, in life, if ya wanted to get to the mountain top, ya had to get some dirt on ya while you were climbing there.
And Veronica didn't mind being a little soiled, while he spoiled her.
She had everything Vi had, sometimes before Vi had it.
If Frankie bought something for Vi and Ronnie wanted one, Mikey got it for her.
If Mikey bought something for Ronnie, Frank immediately got one for Vi, whether she wanted it or not.
Ronnie couldn't help but wonder what Frank would do if Mikes bought her a ring.
Not that she really expected that any time soon.
Why would Mikey the buy the cow..when he was already milking her when ever he wanted.
And besides he was at least a WAY boy. Not the one she wanted.
But a Way none the less.
She heard a knock at the door. "Speak of the devil.." She got up and put on her robe. As she did she said to herself. "I wonder if Gerard was as good in the sack as his Little brother is..Although I wouldn't call Baby Boy little by any means."
She got to the door. "Yeah? Who is it?" She was SUCH a dainty flower.
"Ronnie it's me! Come-on and hurry up! Open the door we need to keep moving!"
"We? Now Mikey I Ain't gunna do no funny stuff.." She said as she stared opening the door.
'That is Unless your brother is back in town' she thought.
Instead she saw Inks standing there, smirking.
"Hey Ronnie? Home alone on a Saturday night? What gives?"
"I am a good girl Frankie, just like Vi, I go to church tomorrow."
"Oh That's right Library's closed on Sunday isn't?"
"Library?" Her eyes narrowed as he push past her with that stupid smug look on his face.
"Yeah well Mikey borrows ya, then puts ya back on the self, till somebody else with the right card comes along ..Right?" He ended with a wink.
"Yeah well your card was revoked along time ago Frank. Besides you got you're own little dairy farm don't cha? I mean Why buy the cow? Course ya know I'd be careful if I were you..Unless you put your permanent mark her, Another farmer might Brand her as his own. And then no more Milkshakes for Frankie. You'll have ta JERK your own -"
Frankie grabbed Ronnie by the throat and slammed her up against the wall.
Mikey turned his back, the only other man besides Mr. Schechter he owed any loyalty to still was Frankie.
He Knew Frankie was upset, he was too.
Besides Mikey didn't like Ronnie talking that way about Vi either.
"Ya got a mouth on ya Ronnie, as I remember a pretty talented one, be a shame if that pretty jaw got broken wouldn't it? Those cheek bones are so perfect...Ya Watch what you say about Vi! My DOLL Is MY DOLL! And NOBODY is gonna take her away from me! Unless it's over My Dead Body! And ol' Inks here..I plan on having a nice long healthy life." His eyes were cold as stone.
"If Schechter can do it I sure as hell can!"
"Sure Frankie! Sure!" Ronnie couldn't agree fast enough. "Whatever you say!" Frankie's grip lessened on her throat and her back slid down the wall a bit. Her whole feet, not just her toes, now made contact with the floor.
"Geez what's got you all riled up?! I haven't seen you this upset since..Aww Shit Is he? He is! He's back in town! I can see it on both of your mugs! Where is he? Where's he been?"
Mikey was in a even WORSE mood now, he knew he had always been second choice for Ronnie. He just wished she didn't make it so obvious. "He's at the hospital..Not that it'll do you any good."
"Hospital why? Is he hurt?" Ronnie was genuinely worried that one of the two men before her had done something to him.
"No he's there sitting with a friend. Mr. Schechter sent us over here for some Shortcake for the patient.?"
"Shortcake? Friend of Mr. Schechter's?" Ronnie looked at Frankie pacing. The realization suddenly dawning on her.
"It's Vi isn't it! He's sitting with Vi! The little tramp cheats on him and he comes back to town and the first thing he does is go and sees her! Well I guess I best get dressed and help you take my old dear sweet friend Vi her cake!"
"Well ya can if ya want Ronnie..Not that I think it'll do ya much good..Ya see Vi got hurt in church..at confession. When she saw him." Mikes said sourly.
"Confession? That was hours ago? He stayed with her that long? Visiting hours are long over..."
"Not for Schechter!" Frankie punched the wall.
"And not for clergy." Mikey grinned an evil grin at the both of them. He KNEW what they had done to Vi..
His Ma used to say,
"Watch what you say,
watch what you do..
Everything you do
comes back to you."
His pops used to say,
"Evil is like pigeons,
Sooner or later, it'll come home to roost."
Mikey had a feelin' the feathers were about to fly.
"Clergy?!" Ronnie said with great alarm.
"Yeah that's right Ronnie My Brother's gonna be a priest." Mikes couldn't help but stick it to Ronnie. He KNEW she had always wanted his older brother MORE than she did him.
"He wears The Collar? DAMN!" She thought to herself, 'Veronica, Even if he becomes a priest You'll still want him. Of that You Must Confess...'
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Veronica didn't appreciate being awakened in the middle of the night. She had to get up at ungodly hours to help her Mama and Pops with their bakery as it was. It was now VERY late Saturday night and and Mikey had just called, He was on his way over.
Not that she minded that. She liked Mikey come'in over..they'd screw each other's brains out and then Mikey would go on his merry little way...
Until the next time..And then He'd call again. Sometimes he'd bring flowers or candy, even SILK stockings every once in a while. He was a good kid at heart, even though he'd beat the stuffing outta ya just as soon as look at ya, IF, Mr. Schechter said so.
Mikey had always been in his big brother's shadow. And he, for the last while now, didn't have to live that way anymore. But he STILL acted like he had something to prove.
Even his nickname, Baby Boy, constantly reminded him of his place in the world. He HATED that name.
And where as Gerard didn't like getting his hands dirty, Baby BOY RELISHED the..job requirements of the position he held in Mr. Schechter's holdings.
Just as soon beat you to within and inch of your life than look at ya.
Again ONLY, IF Mr. Schechter said so.
Other wise he was decent fella, smart, funny, if kinda quiet. And he had drive, ambition. Not like Frankie's not blind ambition. But he knew he wanted to get a head in life.
And sometimes, in life, if ya wanted to get to the mountain top, ya had to get some dirt on ya while you were climbing there.
And Veronica didn't mind being a little soiled, while he spoiled her.
She had everything Vi had, sometimes before Vi had it.
If Frankie bought something for Vi and Ronnie wanted one, Mikey got it for her.
If Mikey bought something for Ronnie, Frank immediately got one for Vi, whether she wanted it or not.
Ronnie couldn't help but wonder what Frank would do if Mikes bought her a ring.
Not that she really expected that any time soon.
Why would Mikey the buy the cow..when he was already milking her when ever he wanted.
And besides he was at least a WAY boy. Not the one she wanted.
But a Way none the less.
She heard a knock at the door. "Speak of the devil.." She got up and put on her robe. As she did she said to herself. "I wonder if Gerard was as good in the sack as his Little brother is..Although I wouldn't call Baby Boy little by any means."
She got to the door. "Yeah? Who is it?" She was SUCH a dainty flower.
"Ronnie it's me! Come-on and hurry up! Open the door we need to keep moving!"
"We? Now Mikey I Ain't gunna do no funny stuff.." She said as she stared opening the door.
'That is Unless your brother is back in town' she thought.
Instead she saw Inks standing there, smirking.
"Hey Ronnie? Home alone on a Saturday night? What gives?"
"I am a good girl Frankie, just like Vi, I go to church tomorrow."
"Oh That's right Library's closed on Sunday isn't?"
"Library?" Her eyes narrowed as he push past her with that stupid smug look on his face.
"Yeah well Mikey borrows ya, then puts ya back on the self, till somebody else with the right card comes along ..Right?" He ended with a wink.
"Yeah well your card was revoked along time ago Frank. Besides you got you're own little dairy farm don't cha? I mean Why buy the cow? Course ya know I'd be careful if I were you..Unless you put your permanent mark her, Another farmer might Brand her as his own. And then no more Milkshakes for Frankie. You'll have ta JERK your own -"
Frankie grabbed Ronnie by the throat and slammed her up against the wall.
Mikey turned his back, the only other man besides Mr. Schechter he owed any loyalty to still was Frankie.
He Knew Frankie was upset, he was too.
Besides Mikey didn't like Ronnie talking that way about Vi either.
"Ya got a mouth on ya Ronnie, as I remember a pretty talented one, be a shame if that pretty jaw got broken wouldn't it? Those cheek bones are so perfect...Ya Watch what you say about Vi! My DOLL Is MY DOLL! And NOBODY is gonna take her away from me! Unless it's over My Dead Body! And ol' Inks here..I plan on having a nice long healthy life." His eyes were cold as stone.
"If Schechter can do it I sure as hell can!"
"Sure Frankie! Sure!" Ronnie couldn't agree fast enough. "Whatever you say!" Frankie's grip lessened on her throat and her back slid down the wall a bit. Her whole feet, not just her toes, now made contact with the floor.
"Geez what's got you all riled up?! I haven't seen you this upset since..Aww Shit Is he? He is! He's back in town! I can see it on both of your mugs! Where is he? Where's he been?"
Mikey was in a even WORSE mood now, he knew he had always been second choice for Ronnie. He just wished she didn't make it so obvious. "He's at the hospital..Not that it'll do you any good."
"Hospital why? Is he hurt?" Ronnie was genuinely worried that one of the two men before her had done something to him.
"No he's there sitting with a friend. Mr. Schechter sent us over here for some Shortcake for the patient.?"
"Shortcake? Friend of Mr. Schechter's?" Ronnie looked at Frankie pacing. The realization suddenly dawning on her.
"It's Vi isn't it! He's sitting with Vi! The little tramp cheats on him and he comes back to town and the first thing he does is go and sees her! Well I guess I best get dressed and help you take my old dear sweet friend Vi her cake!"
"Well ya can if ya want Ronnie..Not that I think it'll do ya much good..Ya see Vi got hurt in church..at confession. When she saw him." Mikes said sourly.
"Confession? That was hours ago? He stayed with her that long? Visiting hours are long over..."
"Not for Schechter!" Frankie punched the wall.
"And not for clergy." Mikey grinned an evil grin at the both of them. He KNEW what they had done to Vi..
His Ma used to say,
"Watch what you say,
watch what you do..
Everything you do
comes back to you."
His pops used to say,
"Evil is like pigeons,
Sooner or later, it'll come home to roost."
Mikey had a feelin' the feathers were about to fly.
"Clergy?!" Ronnie said with great alarm.
"Yeah that's right Ronnie My Brother's gonna be a priest." Mikes couldn't help but stick it to Ronnie. He KNEW she had always wanted his older brother MORE than she did him.
"He wears The Collar? DAMN!" She thought to herself, 'Veronica, Even if he becomes a priest You'll still want him. Of that You Must Confess...'
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Re: You Must Confess
Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:06 pm
Chapter 14
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"Are you asking me to spend the day with you Vi?"
"Yeah! Yeah I guess I am. Would you mind?"
"Mind? Did your brains get knocked lose? Hel-" He caught himself, barely and they both started to laugh.
"YES! Vi I'd LOVE to spend the day with you!"
Vi and Gerard sat there talking. They laughed and remembered good times. He told her all about the parts of the country he had seen while he was gone.
She told him not much, other than her parents loss, and her moving in with Frankie, had changed. That and the fact that all of the old boys had started moving up in Mr. Schechter's employment.
"Well..it was kinda bound to happen I guess. I guess if I hadn't left...I guess Pretty Boy woulda been working for him too."
'Maybe if I had not left we'd be together now.. Instead of laying in that hospital bed..Maybe she'd be in my arms...' he thought. He decided he just had to know one thing..maybe that'd be enough.
"Vi..I just got one real question..Are you happy? With Frank I mean..Look I KNOW it's none of my business..And if you tell me to mind my own Beeswax I will..But I worry. I worry about you Vi...Alot. "
"Ya..Ya do?" Vi smiled a soft sad smile. "Happy? I don't know if I'd say happy. He takes care of me..I got a soft life..But Happy? I don't think I've been happy for a while now..that's is at-least until today. Just now.."
She was going out on a limb but she had to tell him how she felt.
"I wanted..I wanted your face to be the first one I saw.. when I woke up..but I was afraid.."
"Afraid Vi? Of Me?"
He didn't want her to ever be afraid of him.
"No. Afraid it was a dream, a beautiful dream...." She looked into his eyes. Apprehension there plain for him to see. He moved his chair closer, and took her hand. His breathing becoming labored as he grew more bold.
"Vi.." He swallowed. "Vi, Schechter said..He thought you were aware when he came in..Violet? Did you hear my voice? Did you hear what I was saying? Did you..hear how I--?"
His voice caught in his throat but he HAD to know...
"Violet Angelina?" He looked down at her small hand in his, his thumb slowly stroking it as his shoulders heaved with his ragged breathing. He swallowed hard. He was working up the courage to do something he KNEW he shouldn't, but yet, he knew he HAD to.
He had to know if she knew how he felt? And Did She feel anything in return?
Maybe if she told him she didn't love him or laughed in his face his torment would be over. He boldly looked into her eyes and asked her the question he'd been dying to.
His voice was husky almost a whisper as he said,
"Violet Angelina? Do you know..I still love you?"
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"Are you asking me to spend the day with you Vi?"
"Yeah! Yeah I guess I am. Would you mind?"
"Mind? Did your brains get knocked lose? Hel-" He caught himself, barely and they both started to laugh.
"YES! Vi I'd LOVE to spend the day with you!"
Vi and Gerard sat there talking. They laughed and remembered good times. He told her all about the parts of the country he had seen while he was gone.
She told him not much, other than her parents loss, and her moving in with Frankie, had changed. That and the fact that all of the old boys had started moving up in Mr. Schechter's employment.
"Well..it was kinda bound to happen I guess. I guess if I hadn't left...I guess Pretty Boy woulda been working for him too."
'Maybe if I had not left we'd be together now.. Instead of laying in that hospital bed..Maybe she'd be in my arms...' he thought. He decided he just had to know one thing..maybe that'd be enough.
"Vi..I just got one real question..Are you happy? With Frank I mean..Look I KNOW it's none of my business..And if you tell me to mind my own Beeswax I will..But I worry. I worry about you Vi...Alot. "
"Ya..Ya do?" Vi smiled a soft sad smile. "Happy? I don't know if I'd say happy. He takes care of me..I got a soft life..But Happy? I don't think I've been happy for a while now..that's is at-least until today. Just now.."
She was going out on a limb but she had to tell him how she felt.
"I wanted..I wanted your face to be the first one I saw.. when I woke up..but I was afraid.."
"Afraid Vi? Of Me?"
He didn't want her to ever be afraid of him.
"No. Afraid it was a dream, a beautiful dream...." She looked into his eyes. Apprehension there plain for him to see. He moved his chair closer, and took her hand. His breathing becoming labored as he grew more bold.
"Vi.." He swallowed. "Vi, Schechter said..He thought you were aware when he came in..Violet? Did you hear my voice? Did you hear what I was saying? Did you..hear how I--?"
His voice caught in his throat but he HAD to know...
"Violet Angelina?" He looked down at her small hand in his, his thumb slowly stroking it as his shoulders heaved with his ragged breathing. He swallowed hard. He was working up the courage to do something he KNEW he shouldn't, but yet, he knew he HAD to.
He had to know if she knew how he felt? And Did She feel anything in return?
Maybe if she told him she didn't love him or laughed in his face his torment would be over. He boldly looked into her eyes and asked her the question he'd been dying to.
His voice was husky almost a whisper as he said,
"Violet Angelina? Do you know..I still love you?"
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Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:10 pm
Chapter 15 (it's a mini)
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His voice was husky, almost a whisper as he said,
"Violet Angelina? Do you know..I still love you?"
Vi started to shiver uncontrollably. She knew she shouldn't answer truthfully. She knew she should lie to him, for his own safety if nothing else.
Besides he was wearing the collar. Soon he'd take his finals and it'd never be able to come off. Maybe not literally, but every way that it mattered.
But somehow she just couldn't lie to him.
"Do you? I..I heard you talking, but I couldn't make everything out.. You were talking about before right? It's not like you STILL feel this way.."
Vi started to panic. All she wanted to do was scream back that she loved him too. But she COULDN'T put him in that kinda danger, EVEN IF...No especially if he loved her still.
"YOU! You CAN'T! I mean not like you used too. Your gonna be a priest..You're Gonna Wear the Collar.."
"You're right Vi..But I a MAN first! A man who loves you, WAY more than he should. And as far as this Damn Collar! I'll throw it in the river if you ask me to..." he stood up and closed the distance between them. He sat sideways on the bed his hand reaching to caress her cheek. Her body involuntarily sought the contact, her cheek nuzzling his hand.
"VIOLET. MY ANGEL. I STILL LOVE YOU."
He bent forward in as she sat up, their lips drawn to one another. His eyes stared at her lips as he drew her closer to himself, his own body leaning in for more contact. At the last moment he looked into her eyes.
He begged her in a hushed voice.
"Let me Kiss you Vi...one last time.. Kiss me back..just once..Nobody EVER has to know."
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His voice was husky, almost a whisper as he said,
"Violet Angelina? Do you know..I still love you?"
Vi started to shiver uncontrollably. She knew she shouldn't answer truthfully. She knew she should lie to him, for his own safety if nothing else.
Besides he was wearing the collar. Soon he'd take his finals and it'd never be able to come off. Maybe not literally, but every way that it mattered.
But somehow she just couldn't lie to him.
"Do you? I..I heard you talking, but I couldn't make everything out.. You were talking about before right? It's not like you STILL feel this way.."
Vi started to panic. All she wanted to do was scream back that she loved him too. But she COULDN'T put him in that kinda danger, EVEN IF...No especially if he loved her still.
"YOU! You CAN'T! I mean not like you used too. Your gonna be a priest..You're Gonna Wear the Collar.."
"You're right Vi..But I a MAN first! A man who loves you, WAY more than he should. And as far as this Damn Collar! I'll throw it in the river if you ask me to..." he stood up and closed the distance between them. He sat sideways on the bed his hand reaching to caress her cheek. Her body involuntarily sought the contact, her cheek nuzzling his hand.
"VIOLET. MY ANGEL. I STILL LOVE YOU."
He bent forward in as she sat up, their lips drawn to one another. His eyes stared at her lips as he drew her closer to himself, his own body leaning in for more contact. At the last moment he looked into her eyes.
He begged her in a hushed voice.
"Let me Kiss you Vi...one last time.. Kiss me back..just once..Nobody EVER has to know."
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Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:18 pm
Violet Angelina Magdelena Pojohowitz, KNEW she was going to hell. It was only a matter of time. She had lust in her heart for this MAN and he was almost a priest.
But Not quite yet.
She licked her lips and nodded just once, as she looked into his eyes. Any pain she had had from her head wound now long forgotten.
She leaned forward and offered her lips to him, her eyes closing in surrender.
"Kiss me please...." He inhaled sharply at her request and in a moment his lips found hers. The hand he had on her cheek now moved up into her hair. His kiss instistant and desperate. He needed her so badly and yet he KNEW he should not. But he did none the less, and the fact that her lips responded back to his, just made him want her more.
He felt her cool finger tips gently graze his jaw, sending tingles down his spine as she slowly pulled away, gasping as she did. He groaned at the loss of contact, the sound coming from the very depths of his being.
"NO Violet!...No don't pull away." His eyes squeezed tight in agony.
A moment before he was in heaven, not he was in the deapths of hell.
All because he had felt her kiss again and now she was abandoning him.
Just as he had done to her.
"I can't! You're gonna be a priest." She cried out, in the throes of anguish. "And even more than that,,if FRANKIE ever found out.."
Tears of fear streeamed down her face.
His eyes were wild and his tone desperate as he tried to make her listen.
"FRANKIE! Frankie Knew I was gonna.. VI! I was gonna ask you to marry me that night! I had tried to talk to your Pops and everything! Even got a loan from Mr. S. for the ring! I ended up leaving the money for Mikes when I left!"
"DON'T!! Don't tell me these things! It can't be that way ever again! I can't love you! I can't!! I can't know you love me! Frankie'd kill you if he thought for even I moment.. I don't love You!! I don't love you like I did! It's just not the same!"
She wasn't lying to him, it wasn't the same. What she had felt before, was nothing compared to what she felt at this moment. what she felt now was so much more.
But she could never tell him that.
For his own good.
But Not quite yet.
She licked her lips and nodded just once, as she looked into his eyes. Any pain she had had from her head wound now long forgotten.
She leaned forward and offered her lips to him, her eyes closing in surrender.
"Kiss me please...." He inhaled sharply at her request and in a moment his lips found hers. The hand he had on her cheek now moved up into her hair. His kiss instistant and desperate. He needed her so badly and yet he KNEW he should not. But he did none the less, and the fact that her lips responded back to his, just made him want her more.
He felt her cool finger tips gently graze his jaw, sending tingles down his spine as she slowly pulled away, gasping as she did. He groaned at the loss of contact, the sound coming from the very depths of his being.
"NO Violet!...No don't pull away." His eyes squeezed tight in agony.
A moment before he was in heaven, not he was in the deapths of hell.
All because he had felt her kiss again and now she was abandoning him.
Just as he had done to her.
"I can't! You're gonna be a priest." She cried out, in the throes of anguish. "And even more than that,,if FRANKIE ever found out.."
Tears of fear streeamed down her face.
His eyes were wild and his tone desperate as he tried to make her listen.
"FRANKIE! Frankie Knew I was gonna.. VI! I was gonna ask you to marry me that night! I had tried to talk to your Pops and everything! Even got a loan from Mr. S. for the ring! I ended up leaving the money for Mikes when I left!"
"DON'T!! Don't tell me these things! It can't be that way ever again! I can't love you! I can't!! I can't know you love me! Frankie'd kill you if he thought for even I moment.. I don't love You!! I don't love you like I did! It's just not the same!"
She wasn't lying to him, it wasn't the same. What she had felt before, was nothing compared to what she felt at this moment. what she felt now was so much more.
But she could never tell him that.
For his own good.
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Fleur de Lis on Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:29 pm
"Leave me Gerard! I'm trash! I'm no good. I'm dirtied and I'm sullied. I'm Ink's whore!"
"No Vi don't say that!" He wanted to tear his own hair out. WHY had he not stayed and protected her from this..from him?!!
Her eyes were wild as she listed her crimes against their lost love."It's true! He says 'spread'em' and I Do! He says 'On your stomach' and I rollover! He says 'Bend over' and I DO! He says 'ON your knees' and I GO!!!
"I'M. HIS. WHORE."
Gerard sat there not wanting to hear a word, but yet being compelled to listen to it. His head slowly began to shake no. But somehow he had to face this awful truth.
Vi was Frankie's. She'd never be his!
"He tells me to SUCK HIS COCK and I do..He tells me to enjoy it..." She stopped and her face twisted in to a mask of pain, she looked as though she were about to vomit. The words finally being wrenched from her.
"And I CAN'T!! I CAN'T BECAUSE...I Don't LOVE 'em. I don't love'em...There's just no room in my heart for him..There's none because..." She looked up at him, her eyes pleading with him.
"PLEASE!!!! Please Don't make me say it! Frankie would KILL YOU if he knew! YOU can NEVER say these things to me even again! NOT if you REALLY love me. IF you REALLY love me...you won't
torment me like this... You'll take your Vows, wear the Collar..and be safe!
And leave me to my misery. Let me live out my punishment."
That damn collar had never choked him so badly as it did at this moment.
"But don't you understand Vi? I'm trapped in this prison with ya..and there ain't no escape for me either. I guess...I guess we keep our traps shut..and pay for our mistakes.."
He got up and walked away from the bed an looked out the window. The city was dark mostly, and still.
Waiting to wake, yet almost dead, exactly like what he felt inside.
He heard her sobbing behind him, he knew exactly what she felt like. She kept thinking of what Frankie would do to him.
All Gerard could think about was what Inks would do to her....
He remembered what the cop, O'Malley had said earlier tonight.
'How bad is she?..I won't ask what happened,,I prob'bly gotta good idea..'
If HE EVER found out that Inks was hurting her...
Collar or no...
He would KILL him.
Maybe he'd die and go to hell for murdering a man...
but he'd take Frank with him..
As if just his thinking made him be spit up from the gates of hell to torment him, he heard Frankie's voice in the hall.
Gerard had his back to the room. For a moment he turned back to
Violet, her lips trembling.
He could still see them gently bruised and full from his kiss.
He could still taste hers on his own..
He never be able to again..for HER sake.
He whispered to her. "I won't say a word...I'll keep this quiet, keep you safe..He'll never know." And he turned back toward the window, afraid of the look of relief he'd thought he'd see in her eyes.
Had he turned back around he would have seen just how wrong he was.
But he dared not turn around, in-case he couldn't hide how he felt. He knew it'd be almost impossible if he had to watch Frankie kiss her.
And Frankie Would kiss her..after all she was Frankie's girl.
Wasn't she?
"No Vi don't say that!" He wanted to tear his own hair out. WHY had he not stayed and protected her from this..from him?!!
Her eyes were wild as she listed her crimes against their lost love."It's true! He says 'spread'em' and I Do! He says 'On your stomach' and I rollover! He says 'Bend over' and I DO! He says 'ON your knees' and I GO!!!
"I'M. HIS. WHORE."
Gerard sat there not wanting to hear a word, but yet being compelled to listen to it. His head slowly began to shake no. But somehow he had to face this awful truth.
Vi was Frankie's. She'd never be his!
"He tells me to SUCK HIS COCK and I do..He tells me to enjoy it..." She stopped and her face twisted in to a mask of pain, she looked as though she were about to vomit. The words finally being wrenched from her.
"And I CAN'T!! I CAN'T BECAUSE...I Don't LOVE 'em. I don't love'em...There's just no room in my heart for him..There's none because..." She looked up at him, her eyes pleading with him.
"PLEASE!!!! Please Don't make me say it! Frankie would KILL YOU if he knew! YOU can NEVER say these things to me even again! NOT if you REALLY love me. IF you REALLY love me...you won't
torment me like this... You'll take your Vows, wear the Collar..and be safe!
And leave me to my misery. Let me live out my punishment."
That damn collar had never choked him so badly as it did at this moment.
"But don't you understand Vi? I'm trapped in this prison with ya..and there ain't no escape for me either. I guess...I guess we keep our traps shut..and pay for our mistakes.."
He got up and walked away from the bed an looked out the window. The city was dark mostly, and still.
Waiting to wake, yet almost dead, exactly like what he felt inside.
He heard her sobbing behind him, he knew exactly what she felt like. She kept thinking of what Frankie would do to him.
All Gerard could think about was what Inks would do to her....
He remembered what the cop, O'Malley had said earlier tonight.
'How bad is she?..I won't ask what happened,,I prob'bly gotta good idea..'
If HE EVER found out that Inks was hurting her...
Collar or no...
He would KILL him.
Maybe he'd die and go to hell for murdering a man...
but he'd take Frank with him..
As if just his thinking made him be spit up from the gates of hell to torment him, he heard Frankie's voice in the hall.
Gerard had his back to the room. For a moment he turned back to
Violet, her lips trembling.
He could still see them gently bruised and full from his kiss.
He could still taste hers on his own..
He never be able to again..for HER sake.
He whispered to her. "I won't say a word...I'll keep this quiet, keep you safe..He'll never know." And he turned back toward the window, afraid of the look of relief he'd thought he'd see in her eyes.
Had he turned back around he would have seen just how wrong he was.
But he dared not turn around, in-case he couldn't hide how he felt. He knew it'd be almost impossible if he had to watch Frankie kiss her.
And Frankie Would kiss her..after all she was Frankie's girl.
Wasn't she?
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Re: You Must Confess
eyelinerislife on Fri Jun 27, 2008 1:16 am
When I read the chapter when Vi's head hit the floor, I had a headache for half an hour. Seriously, OW!
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Fleur de Lis on Fri Jun 27, 2008 3:37 am
Chapter 18
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Gerard heard another familiar voice.
"You always did look good in black honey!" Gerard snorted. Ronnie was always direct and to the point.
"Hello to you Veronica..." He said without turning around. She came up beside him, pressing her body against his side. "Good to see you." She whispered had kissed him on the cheek, her lips lingering a little bit longer than Vi would have liked.
Gee felt her lips on his cheek. He knew she was trying to make Vi Jealous and to entice him. A small part of him hoped Vi was.
He knew he was of Frankie.
He tried not to make it too obvious that he wasn't interested. He wouldn't mind Vi being a bit jealous.
"Veronica? Why so formal? It's just Ronnie... I mean we are still 'friends' aren't we, Pretty Boy?"
"Yes Ronnie, we're friends, but Pretty Boy doesn't exist any more."
"Sure he does! He's inside there just DYING to get out. Only thing that's holding him back is the damn collar."
"Leave him alone Ronnie. If God called him, who are you to call him back?"
"Thank you Frank." Gerard said, genuinely surprised that Ink's actually seemed to be trying to be supportive.
" 'Sides, if he wants to wear a dress and dog collar, that's his business."
"Never fails Frank, just when I think you're human! You gotta go and prove me wrong!"
Every body stared down at Vi, an angry bloom in her cheeks. A frown on her face and her eyes burning with fury. Yet her eyes seemed cold as stone.
"What'd you say Vi?" Inks said menacingly, "Cause I coulda SWORE you said somethin..."
Gee saw at first the defiance in her eyes. But then it suddenly shifted down a notch, as Frankie took a step closer to her.
"Did you got somethin' to SAY Dollface?"
"N- No Frank..just! Just leave him alone.. He Never did nuthin' ta you." Her voice shook just abit, but enough that Gerard noticed it. He felt his own hand clench into a fist..
If this meant what he thought it did....
But then the defiant light returned to her purple-blue eyes, he could SEE the wheels turning. "Mr. Schechter thought it'd be a good idea if he stayed here..You want me to get one of the nuns to call him and tell him he's wrong? Tell him YOU know better?"
Inks eyes blazed but he didn't answer. "I brought your food, I'm just doing what any guy would do for his Doll. Exactly what Schechter wanted me ta do."
"Yeah? He ALSO wanted me to rest. And visiting hours are over."
Frankie stepped dangerously close to her, puffing out his chest and shoving his face almost inches away from hers, posturing like a gorilla. "You TELLING me to go Vi?" He didn't bother to try and hide the threat in his voice.
"She's asking you to leave Frankie...And I'M TELLING YA to. Vi needs to stay calm, eat and rest. And I'M GONNA see that she does. I promised MISTER Schechter that I would." Gee said in calm quiet voice. TOO quiet.
"And I'm gunna."
"Yeah ..Okay..You always was good at being the lackey right.. First Schechter, now the church..Always something to hide behind. But I wonder, You come home... and first thing Schechter tells you to do you, JUMP at the chance..If It came down to Schechter OR the church which would it be? Where's your heart lie?"
"I'm NOT doing this for Mr. Schechter Frankie. AND YOU KNOW IT. I'm doing it because I'm worried about Vi. I wanted to protector BEFORE I left, and I still do..I guess Part of me always will."
Frank's voice raised dangerously. "Yeah well she's got ME to protect her now."
Gee's matched and surpassed his. He was ready to tear Frank apart limb from limb.
"AND who's gonna protect her from you FRANKIE!?"
Even Veronica gasped at that one. Vi looked at the two of them about to come to blows in her hospital room.
"That's enough! That's enough! My head hurts and I'm tired. Please Frank please leave now. For MY sake..PLEASE!!" She sounded distraught and it caught both the men off guard. Frank really didn't want to upset her.
"Fine Doll what ever you say. But I'll be around tomorrow. Tomorrow night after you have dinner with your Grandma..I'll be waitin'." He leaned in and gave her a full fairly ROUGH kiss. And then smirked at Gerard, there was NOTHING he could do about it. "Night Doll."
Frankie waived for Ronnie to go ahead, he got to the door and turned around looking at his rival in robes. "By the WAY Gerard, Ronnie's right. THE COLLAR looks Good on you..I hope it doesn't choke ya..TOO HARD."
Violet waited until she was sure the hall was empty before she said,
"Don't you EVER Do THAT AGAIN!!"
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Gerard heard another familiar voice.
"You always did look good in black honey!" Gerard snorted. Ronnie was always direct and to the point.
"Hello to you Veronica..." He said without turning around. She came up beside him, pressing her body against his side. "Good to see you." She whispered had kissed him on the cheek, her lips lingering a little bit longer than Vi would have liked.
Gee felt her lips on his cheek. He knew she was trying to make Vi Jealous and to entice him. A small part of him hoped Vi was.
He knew he was of Frankie.
He tried not to make it too obvious that he wasn't interested. He wouldn't mind Vi being a bit jealous.
"Veronica? Why so formal? It's just Ronnie... I mean we are still 'friends' aren't we, Pretty Boy?"
"Yes Ronnie, we're friends, but Pretty Boy doesn't exist any more."
"Sure he does! He's inside there just DYING to get out. Only thing that's holding him back is the damn collar."
"Leave him alone Ronnie. If God called him, who are you to call him back?"
"Thank you Frank." Gerard said, genuinely surprised that Ink's actually seemed to be trying to be supportive.
" 'Sides, if he wants to wear a dress and dog collar, that's his business."
"Never fails Frank, just when I think you're human! You gotta go and prove me wrong!"
Every body stared down at Vi, an angry bloom in her cheeks. A frown on her face and her eyes burning with fury. Yet her eyes seemed cold as stone.
"What'd you say Vi?" Inks said menacingly, "Cause I coulda SWORE you said somethin..."
Gee saw at first the defiance in her eyes. But then it suddenly shifted down a notch, as Frankie took a step closer to her.
"Did you got somethin' to SAY Dollface?"
"N- No Frank..just! Just leave him alone.. He Never did nuthin' ta you." Her voice shook just abit, but enough that Gerard noticed it. He felt his own hand clench into a fist..
If this meant what he thought it did....
But then the defiant light returned to her purple-blue eyes, he could SEE the wheels turning. "Mr. Schechter thought it'd be a good idea if he stayed here..You want me to get one of the nuns to call him and tell him he's wrong? Tell him YOU know better?"
Inks eyes blazed but he didn't answer. "I brought your food, I'm just doing what any guy would do for his Doll. Exactly what Schechter wanted me ta do."
"Yeah? He ALSO wanted me to rest. And visiting hours are over."
Frankie stepped dangerously close to her, puffing out his chest and shoving his face almost inches away from hers, posturing like a gorilla. "You TELLING me to go Vi?" He didn't bother to try and hide the threat in his voice.
"She's asking you to leave Frankie...And I'M TELLING YA to. Vi needs to stay calm, eat and rest. And I'M GONNA see that she does. I promised MISTER Schechter that I would." Gee said in calm quiet voice. TOO quiet.
"And I'm gunna."
"Yeah ..Okay..You always was good at being the lackey right.. First Schechter, now the church..Always something to hide behind. But I wonder, You come home... and first thing Schechter tells you to do you, JUMP at the chance..If It came down to Schechter OR the church which would it be? Where's your heart lie?"
"I'm NOT doing this for Mr. Schechter Frankie. AND YOU KNOW IT. I'm doing it because I'm worried about Vi. I wanted to protector BEFORE I left, and I still do..I guess Part of me always will."
Frank's voice raised dangerously. "Yeah well she's got ME to protect her now."
Gee's matched and surpassed his. He was ready to tear Frank apart limb from limb.
"AND who's gonna protect her from you FRANKIE!?"
Even Veronica gasped at that one. Vi looked at the two of them about to come to blows in her hospital room.
"That's enough! That's enough! My head hurts and I'm tired. Please Frank please leave now. For MY sake..PLEASE!!" She sounded distraught and it caught both the men off guard. Frank really didn't want to upset her.
"Fine Doll what ever you say. But I'll be around tomorrow. Tomorrow night after you have dinner with your Grandma..I'll be waitin'." He leaned in and gave her a full fairly ROUGH kiss. And then smirked at Gerard, there was NOTHING he could do about it. "Night Doll."
Frankie waived for Ronnie to go ahead, he got to the door and turned around looking at his rival in robes. "By the WAY Gerard, Ronnie's right. THE COLLAR looks Good on you..I hope it doesn't choke ya..TOO HARD."
Violet waited until she was sure the hall was empty before she said,
"Don't you EVER Do THAT AGAIN!!"
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Re: You Must Confess
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