I guess I have to put this here: WARNING! This story contains strong language and violence… and sex… occasionally
Note from the author: Okay guys! Back with the third chapter of Jensen&Jou. This was a fun chapter to write because Jensen and Ji get to interact a lot and I love how they hate/love each other. But it was horrible to put together because… well, the pictures were a nightmare. I thought I would never get it done.
If you are confused by the strange style of story telling read this GUIDE first.
Thank you for reading. ^ ^
“Time goes and like a moving breeze it flies.”
Time erases nothing.
It only stirs your memories like the blowing breeze stirs the fallen leaves….
She is in every moment; a scent; a sound…
… and my memories filled me with her.
“Ji? You still there?”
“Yes. What do you think?”
“Awesome! You can come up now.”
And it plays a movie in my head;
a collage of scattered images… all of her. And I feel like I’m still, in time;
in that time when it was always her. And then I wake up…
… it’s all a dream.
“I’m so glad you came to stay, even if only for one night.”
It was only just a dream.
5 hours earlier.
“Hold on to the wall, let me ring the bell.”
“I’m not expecting anyone. Strange…”
“Wait. That is…
“That is Jensen. I had no idea he would –”
“I got this.”
“What in the name?–”
“I need your help.”
“Lay him on the sofa.”
“I seriously doubt he can make it to my room in that condition.”
“And he is out…”
“What are you doing?”
“No! No hospitals. No cops.”
“This kid needs medical help.”
“Look at him!”
“Jeez you think?
“Were he able to go to a hospital, he wouldn’t have asked for my help. His own words.”
“Well, that makes sense. Still–”
“I tried his house, but he refused… almost begged me.”
“So… can I trust you?”
“Yes. Of course, you can trust me.
“Oh wow, totally forgot we’re gonna need some towels, and…
“…some other stuff. Be right back.”
“Ji!! It’s working!”
“You almost made me scream back there.”
“He came here after I told him to look for someone he trusted. Do –”
“Wait a minute? You told him to come here?”
“Do you realize what this means?
“He fully trusts you; now is when we tell him the whole truth.”
“Wait, Jou, wait… okay, look…”
“there is a person practically dying on my couch. Do you really think this is the moment to tell him the truth about his adoptive parents?”
“Shhh. Lower your voice.”
“Someone is dying here!! You went to China to get the towels?”
“He can’t hear me, dummy.”
“Don’t call me by that name.”
“Ji. In the future, Jensen is the person dying; he is dying because I didn’t tell him the truth when I should have.
“Now I have come here – thanks to you – to stop it from happening, and there isn’t a minute to waste, you said it yourself.”
“Okay, okay… I know.”
“You need to tell him. He won’t believe me. Not anymore.
“Spill it all out, the truth about his adoptive parents…
“the truth about you –”
“And I will… I, huh… Listen, I will tell him.
“But not now; right now is not the best time. Okay?”
“Okay this conversation is over.”
“I told you not to call me that.
“It’s not who I am anymore.”
“I’m Sang, Ji Sang… alright?
“Do you even know anything about this kid?”
“What that he sells drugs? Yeah I know this kid.
“34 and 16.
“Blue Grove? It doesn’t ring a bell does it? I wouldn’t think so. So why the stupid question?”
“Figures, you know nothing about him.”
“Well I’m sorry if I haven’t read his biography. But I happen to not give a shit!”
“He helped Tommy alright? I’m just returning the favor.”
“Elias was abandoned by his parents when he was 10. It would be nice if–”
“Yeah well, I don’t know what’s worse; to lose what you already have, or to never have it at all.”
“I had a family you dick. Alright? I had parents.”
“I didn’t mean your adoptive parents. Alright?
“And can I get a little more respect here?”
“Uh huh… well, I’m nothing like this douche, I don’t see why I should sympathize.”
“Can you dickheads stop arguing?
“I’m not an orphan God! My parents are still alive.
“They just don’t live with me… at the moment. But will, soon.”
“Can I get some water please?”
“Go get him the water, I’ll call the doctor.”
“Did you not here what I said earlier? No doctors.”
“And here we go again…”
“It’s okay, relax. Irish doesn’t practice.”
“You’re calling a quack?”
“These dudes won’t fucking listen.”
“Irish isn’t a quack. Would you relax? He worked before, he just doesn’t anymore.”
“Because he got fired for malpractice, alright? Any more questions?”
“Oh great! That’s just great.”
“Hey Jens, for real man…
“…I need water.”
“What do you suggest then?”
“Look! I’m not going to be responsible for the death of this idiot.”
“Me neither, that’s why I’m calling someone who can save him!”
“WATER DAMN IT!”
“He has lost a lot of blood.
“I’m surprised he did not passed out.”
“Is he going to be alright?”
“Yes. He is going to be alright.
“He won’t be able to walk well, but if he can take a few steps, let him.
“That is, unless –”
“If he gets a fever tonight, then I wasn’t able to stop the infection. You need to call me again.
“But I don’t see why he would, the kid is stronger than two Goliath together.”
“Good. I’m going home then.”
“You aren’t leaving me here with him.”
“He sells drugs, not murder people.”
“You brought him, you take care of him.”
“And who’s going to take care of Tommy ”
“Tommy will be fine.
“Just stay here for the night. I’ll go somewhere else. Keep an eye on him, you know, in case of a fever. In the morning you can go back home; leave me the keys in the mail box.”
“Well, that settles it then. I’m the one who’s leaving.”
“I’ll walk you out.”
“Do you need anything?”
“Phone… my house. I need to call–”
“Thank you Irish. You saved my neck once again. How can I pay you for this? I don’t have much cash but –”
“Don’t worry Sang.”
“there is something you have more valuable than cash.”
“I’ll let you know when I want it.”
“Huh — Ji… Sang…”
“What is it now?”
“Just wanna say thanks.”
Yeah well, I don’t do it for you.
I do it for her.