Right 75 By Littlewing1957
Jack and Ennis ran back into the hall in a flash, and were greeted with an unexpected silence. Jack bolted to a halt, and pulled Ennis alongside him, as he was the first to notice the elegantly dressed party goers crowded around someone or some thing. Jack was hesitant to check out the scene, but his curiosity got the better of him. He released Ennis and they both crept toward the crowd. Jack saw Katie and he advanced toward her. She was standing alongside Raquel with her arms around Rocky’s tiny waist. They were both looking down on the floor where Leroy lay unconscious atop a wooden table broken to kindling! Everyone looked down at the still form of an obviously drunk Leroy Tippins. His nose was shattered and oozing blood. His breathing was labored and rather shallow. "Someone call a doctor!” A comely lady cried. “I’m a doctor,” an older man in a white tux shouted as he ran in from the back. Dr. Miller pushed his way through the crowd and crouched at Leroy’s side. Jack took Katie’s hand and led her to the banquet table. Ennis tended to Rocky. “What happened, Katie?” Jack asked. Katie was shaking and was as white as Wyoming clouds on a summer morning. “Well, Jack, all I heard was a scream, and when I looked over to where Rocky was dancing with Leroy, I saw Rocky clobber him something terrible.” Katie ran a sweat soaked hand over her forehead. “Then he went down on the table and was knocked out cold.” Jack listened to this and shook his head. He knew Leroy Tippins as a woman hating jerk. Leroy was not the most popular guy in town, and Jack disliked him intently. He was not sorry to see a woman take him down.
Ennis sat Rocky down at one of the decorated tables and heard her side of the story. It seemed that Leroy always had a "crush" on Rocky, and this night he was stinking drunk when he cut in on Rocky and Ennis. “He asked me to go home and smoke a joint with him, Ennis!” Rocky sobbed as she wiped her eyes with a napkin. “He made other suggestions, and was groping me! He even tried to touch my breasts!” Ennis handed Rocky a drink of water and continued listening. “When I refused him and told him to take his grubby hands off of me, he started cursing me and even insulted you!” Ennis flinched when he heard this. “What did he say, Rocky?” Ennis whispered. “Never mind, Ennis,” Rocky soothed. It don’t make no difference. Leroy don’t even know you—don’t worry about him. Anyway, he refused to leave me alone, and after I tried to get away from him and go look for you, he grabbed my arm and I screamed in pain as he tried to pull me back!” Rocky rubbed at the nasty bruise on her upper arm. “He hurt you!” It was Ennis, furious. “Where were you when I was being manhandled?” Rocky wailed. Ennis was silent. He was sorry that Rocky was attacked, but he wasn’t about to tell her that he was out back with Jack. “I was in the men’s room,” Ennis lied. Rocky seemed to accept his answer and continued, “Well, my daddy taught me to throw a mean left hook, and tonight I would have made him proud!” Ennis smiled when Rocky flexed her black-and-blue knuckles. “I hit him so hard he was knocked back a few feet and landed on an empty table!” Ennis gently rubbed Rocky’s arm. “Good for you," he exclaimed. "That jerk deserved it!”
Alan Sims looked down on his friend Leroy and shook his head. That man would learn yet, Alan theorized as he watched the doctor examine him. Alan walked away from the crowd and felt almost guilty about discussing Ennis and Jack with Leroy. Alan walked out the front door of the hall and sat down on the steps. The night was silent and cold, but Alan heard the distant, faint sounds of an ambulance approaching. Alan thought back to the night when he invited Leroy out for a drink. Alan’s family used to live right next door to Leroy’s grandparents. Leroy was raised by his maternal grandparents when his own mom and dad abandoned him at 4 years old. His folks just up and disappeared one day without a word, never to be heard from again. Leroy’s grandma and grandpa raised him as best they could, but the boy was trouble from day one. Alan knew what haunted Leroy. Besides the fact that he was abandoned by his folks at an early age, he was queer, but couldn’t accept it. He tried everything in his power to disavow his homosexuality. He spoke homophobic nonsense, acted macho, pursued and mistreated women. Alan liked Leroy; grew up with him; even made love with him a few times. But he knew that Leroy was trouble. Even so, Alan invited him out for drinks the night after Jack’s father threw him off the Twist ranch. Alan got drunk and said things that should have remained private. Leroy was just the type to use the information about Jack. Alan cringed when he thought back to that night, and Leroy smirking when he heard about Ennis and Jack. Alan headed back inside when the ambulance parked right out in front of the hall. He needed a drink!
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