Chapter 55 - Dad

While Jack was driving to the Balalaika by taxi, one, not quite devoted to God, a nun poured rum down her throat and listened to her friend's dissatisfied attempts.

– I didn't know you bought a phone. – with a slight surprise in her voice, Eda said when Revie fished out a simple mobile phone from her pocket

– I bought it to contact him at any time, and he, bitch, does not have this phone, it turns out. – Revie muttered discontentedly in a drunken dissatisfied tone, dialing a number on the phone and putting it to her ear – How can you be so behind the times? Almost everyone has these mobile phones...

The nun smiled teasingly–You didn't have one either until today.

As an answer, the divine servant saw the middle finger and immediately showed her middle finger in response.

- Yes? – a woman 's voice came from the speaker of the phone

– It's Revie. Is he back yet? – the girl asked a little impatiently

– No, not yet. I'll call you when he gets back.

– Okay. – Revie answered somewhat irritably and ended the call – Damn.

"Didn't come back?" Eda asked lazily, shoving the contents of the glass into her mouth with her free hand

Abruptly removing the phone from her ear, Revie muttered discontentedly – He did not return.

– Listen... – Eda said with a grin, fanning her drunken face with a fan – ... don't you think you're fixated on Jack, hmm?

– I'm not stuck. Revie 's brows drew together a little

– I'm stuck.

— no.

- Yes.

– I said no, so no.

– Don't lie to yourself. Eda chuckled

Revie leaned back in her chair with ostentatious calmness and detachment on her face – If by "fixated" you mean "I want to make my own", then yes, I'm fixated.

Eda, raising an eyebrow, looked at her friend for a while before sighing – Eh, I don't quite understand you...

"What do you mean?" Revie squinted

– In direct. – the nun shrugged her shoulders lightly – Yes, Jack is good-looking, his face is cute, his character is soft and affectionate. Despite being overweight, he is quite sexy and has some kind of individual magnetism...

Revie's eyes narrowed dangerously and warily– What are you?

Eda grinned teasingly–Don't look at me like that. I won't take anyone away from you. Calm down.

Revie snorted and folded her arms across her chest, looking askance at her friend

– I understand why they want him. The guy literally blooms into a beautiful alluring flower before our eyes, but Roar, he's a boy... – the nun sighed at the end

– For you, of course. – Revi grinned – she's already changed her third decade...

– Shut up, huh? How old is she? And it's not really about age, but about character.

– What are you implying? the girl tensed slightly

– I'm not hinting, I'm talking straight. – Eda shrugged her shoulders – You will be like a mommy or a boy-wife for him. Jack is a good guy, but I won't call him a man for any serious relationship. He's like a young apple - not ripe yet. And the former soft kind nature will not go anywhere, so you will hardly have to wait for determination and confidence from him.

Revie grinned slightly, showing her teeth– You haven't seen him for several days and believe me, Jack has already changed.

– It's impossible to change in a week or two...

– He can, and you know it. Revie chuckled and closed her eyes, lowering her head a little – In any case, not paying attention to his tempting appearance - I really like Jack.

A silly, drunken, teasing grin appeared on Eda's face–I didn't know that you liked men of a gentle nature. It seems to me that some brutal strong serious and confident man will fit you...

Revie interrupted the nun with a raised hand – You don't know me if you think so.

– Really? – sipping a glass of rum, Eda asked, raising an eyebrow

Revie was slowly pouring rum – You described the dream man of some peasant woman, a downtrodden girl or simply a kept woman who is looking for a second father.

She put the bottle aside and took a couple of sips before turning her drunken but serious gaze on the nun–I'm not looking for a wall to hide behind. I'll warm up whoever you want, just give me a reason. And I'm not a masochist to get high from someone making decisions for me. Do you understand? I'm not looking for "resources" or protection, just love and feelings. And good God, Jack will beat anyone in this field. He does not hesitate to show his feelings, does not pretend to be a "cool alpha", and most importantly, he is sincere in his good wishes and intentions. No show-off to rise in someone's eyes or get into a girl's panties.

The nun's gaze became tenacious, her smile acquired a satisfied and frankly approving note.

– The louts you described didn't stop me. I've already decided that I only need Jack and no one else. Revie said confidently, draining her glass, "We haven't talked about the past, but I'll tell you something...

Eda shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, "Go ahead, I'm all attention."

Rebecca's fingers took out a cigarette from the pack and the one with the "teal'' lighters, let out some smoke – I was quite a brat when my mother ran away from home, leaving me alone with my dad. Yes, he beat her mercilessly and humiliated her, but by leaving me with him, she transferred his doubled anger to her own daughter.

Taking a drag on her cigarette, Revie looked at the ceiling frescoes and blew smoke in the same direction – I was growing. My father continued to beat me and humiliate me, sometimes with his friends from the police department. There was not a day when he did not show who was the "man" and "master" in the house. Despite that, the bastard wouldn't let me go. I tried to escape a couple of times, but my brave cop dad brought me back, breaking a bone or two for edification.

Eda tilted her head to the side, slightly knitting her eyebrows, and Revi continued, pausing only for a puff.

– We lived in a lousy area of Chinatown and naturally I contacted the local trash, as I was wandering around the block late - just not to see his face and avoid new injuries. But one day something happened that I didn't expect. The rotten cop set me up. He threw something at me that I wasn't involved in at all.

The girl's free hand instinctively clenched into a fist – He dragged me into his car, took me to the department, beat me in a dark cell, and then... then he raped her. Took me right there, on the dusty cold cement. And I've done it more than once or twice, but this is just the beginning... Dad pulled me out, but to say that he was furious is to greatly understate. He literally went crazy from the anger overflowing his skull. He beat me for a particularly long time that time, and in the end he also raped me.

Revie's eyes stared into the void with a sharp look, as if she was reliving the past – From that day the darkest months in my life began. He beat me, humiliated me, raped me... He often called his fellow friends to "divide" me. You understand, right? All these strong, brutal, confident, determined men raped and beat a child who was not even fourteen yet. That was until I personally blew Dad's brains out with his service revolver.

Revi's head lowered and his gaze with small sparks of madness rested on the gloomy face of the nun – Darkness. So you can call the whole part of life, before the appearance of Jack. You're wrong if you think he's indecisive and weak-willed. When necessary, it shows the opposite. I am sure, no, I know that, despite his modesty and gentleness, he is firm in his beliefs and benevolent views. It's hard for me to wish for more.

The girl leaned forward a little, leaning over the table and continuing to look at Ed. The iris of her eyes was enlarged and somewhat frightening, even for a nun.

– He is a ray of light that has cut through the darkness of my life. If you need to kill someone for this ray, I will kill them, but I won't let them take it from me. Jack is the only man that will be with me.

Silence...

A deathly silence formed after her words.

Eda looked at Revie's frankly wild face and grinned–Clearly. Does Jack himself know that he is already "yours"?

Revie chuckled and leaned back in her chair–We didn't discuss it, but it's tacitly so.

Eda grinned and plopped herself a rum in a glass – It's funny that you, with such passion and love, have not yet taken the bull by the horns.

– I don't want to scare you off. – Revi shrugged her shoulders, as if it was a matter of course – We've only known each other for a week and there's no need to hurry. He's not an ordinary guy. Jack is clearly not looking for a relationship and does not think with his lower head, which, of course, makes me very happy, but also complicates everything. During training or just when talking, he devotes a lot of time to the shelter, which he helps and the homeless, to whom he throws food and a job. He also has a friend named Hiro, who almost became his younger brother, but the situation there is generally interesting. In short, our conversations only acquire passionate notes from my submission, so it's not worth hurrying, as for me.

– And I don't think so. – showed Ed's teasing grin – While you're thinking here, someone more risky can go all-in and take the "whole jackpot".

Pursing her lips, Revie looked at the nun.

– What are you looking at? She herself told about the Balalaika and a certain Coco with Valmet.

– That's not going to happen... – bringing her lowered eyebrows together, Revi said a little uncertainly

– Sorry, girlfriend, but under constant attacks, even the greatest fortress will fall. Don't forget, he's only sixteen.

Revi pressed her lips into a line and after a little thought, replied – Okay. Perhaps it's time to launch the final offensive.

– This is my friend! The main thing is that no one steals it before your next meeting.

– Don't croak, you fool.

– Listen... You, Balalaika and some other arms dealer, all of you at once aimed at him, which means the game may be worth the candle.

Revie scowled menacingly, looking at Eda – What do you want to say?

The nun bared her teeth – I admit, your speech has changed my views a little and maybe I will join the race too.

– Ed...

– But if you don't mind, sometimes let Jack 'confess''to me, then I, so be it, will not chase the main prize.

– Are you missing a hole in your head, girlfriend?

– Why are you so excited abruptly? You're being greedy in front of your friend, huh?

– Fuck you! I told you I wasn't your type!

– I didn't say that. I spoke for a serious relationship. There was no conversation about a love affair and great sex.

– Just approach him "a nun of easy virtue" and I'll tighten your cassock so that your eyes will pop out!

– Pf, I'm afraid, I'm afraid. Jack is a free prominent guy now, so...

* BANG*

– ...are you fucking shooting in the house of the lord, you fool!?

...

Meanwhile, Jack got out of the car and gave the taxi driver the money.

The car left, and the guy's gaze rested on the sign "Hotel Moscow".

- "The balalaika inside is waiting for you and your decision."

Jack silently walked towards the hotel.

"You've been thinking for a long time. I weighed all the pros and cons, although, as for me, the answer is obvious."

He entered the elevator, greeting a couple of acquaintances on the way.

"So, what decision did you make?"

Jack sighed–"Yes."

- "What: "Yes.''?»

"Yes, I will become her lover. You're right, there's nothing between Revie and me yet, no obligations and agreements. Yes, she likes me much more than the same Balalaika, but that doesn't mean that she deserves happiness more than others, does it? And I like them all equally much, as luck would have it..."

Gunther grinned maliciously – "Will you try to sit on a few chairs? Commendable-commendable. This way you can collect a lot of evil points. Polygamy is not welcome, which means the sin of lust will be well involved."

– "In this matter, I don't really care about evil glasses." – Jack frowned with anger at himself – "In general, I wanted to reject them all so that no one would be offended..."

O'Dim sparkled with a satisfied smile – "But then I realized that they won't leave you alone until you die?"

Jack with sincere discontent and irritation looked at the "besyachee" face of Mr. mirror in his mind – "What are you so happy about?"

- "It's so fun." – Gunther spread his hands, not hiding a sly satisfied grin