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Introducing the "Jack with Ennis" Fan Fic Game - the BetterMost Edition
Luvlylittlewing:
The soreness was practically forgotten, but a dull ache seized Jack's heart. He never even gave the bruise on his chin a thought, but his chest hurt like a bitch. Jack couldn't keep his eyes on the road, even as he drove at a steady speed. He couldn't resist watching Ennis clomp along, even though losing sight of his lover brought him great pain. When Ennis dropped out of sight, Jack couldn't bear it. He stopped abruptly, glad that no one was behind him on the road. The truck almost turned over on its side as Jack swerved around quicker that James Bond in his Vanquish.
Jack drove back the way he had come, but where was Ennis? He couldn't have hitched a ride that quickly? Jack rubbed his bruised chin as he drove down the road in seacrh of his love. He didn't get it! Where was Ennis? Panic set in as Jack headed back toward the jump off where he and Ennis parted ways. Surely he didn't back-track, but Jack had to know for sure. The foothills of Brokeback Mountain were deserted; not even a lamb or an employee in sight. Jack sighed mightily and hung his shoulders in defeat. He turned the truck back around, resigned to heading out to Lightning Flat and visiting his folks before heading off to the rodeo circuit.
Jack was halfway down the block when he noticed a form emerging from an alleyway. It appeared to be a young man stooped over and holding his stomach. The poor wretch was gripping a napsack to his stomach and wobbling. Jack slowed and looked closer. Ennis? Yeah, it was Ennis del Mar, alright! Jack came to a complete stop and hopped out of the truck. He ran over to his friend and encircled him in his arms. Ennis managed a wan smile as he recognized Jack. Jack held on tight and allowed Ennis to place a heavy head on his shoulder. It was a tender moment, and neither man cared if they were being watched. After a moment Jack grabbed Ennis by the shoulder and held him aloft. "Everything is gonna be fine now, Friend," Jack whispered. "Hey, I was just going to head home for a few days and then off to Cody for rodeoing. You want to tag along?" Ennis couldn't talk but he could could nod: yes! Jack tried his damnest to hide his excitement, but he couldn't help but jump up and down for joy. "C'mon over to the truck and climb on in, Ennis," Jack said as he led his lover by the arm. "If we leave now, we can be at my family's ranch before dinner." "That will be fine, Rodeo," Ennis gurgled. "That will be fine." Jack patted Ennis gently on the shoulder. He smiled, put the truck in gear and headed east.
Luvlylittlewing:
Ennis walked up the stairs to his apartment, and paused a bit when he reached the front door. He had a small bouquet of flowers for his wife, but he didn't know how the blooms would be received. Once he felt strong enough emotionally to deal with Alma, Ennis turned his key in the lock and stepped inside. Alma was sitting with Jenny, and both of his girls looked up at him as he crossed the threshold. "Flowers!" Jenny squealed, and she jumped up and down on her tiny legs, clapping at the sight of the carnations, baby's breath and roses in her father's grasp. Alma frowned in spite of herself. She wondered about the occassion, as Ennis rarely brought presents. And at once it hit her: Jack Twist! Another "fishing trip?" Alma crossed her arms across her chest. Eyes narrowed into slits followed her husband as he walked into the kitchen.
Alma Jr. ran into the kitchen just as Ennis found a small vase to hold the flowers. Jenny offered to pour water into the vase, but Ennis beat her to it. He kissed her creamy smooth brow and said, "next time, Jen. You can water the flowers next time." Alma laughted bitterly under her breath. She wondered when the next time would be that her husband would bring her flowers. Or the next time a trip with Jack Twist was imminent, Ennis might bring her chocolates. Alma watched her family as they almost hyperventilated over the blooms. Alma almost felt guilty about her lack of excitement. After all, the flowers were beautiful, but were they sincerely given?
Ennis carried the flowers over to Alma and bowed low, presenting them to her. Alma forced as smile as she reluctantly accepted the vase. "Thanks," Alma deadpanned as she sat the vase down on the coffee table. Ennis' face dropped almost immediately. Alma noticed, and the guilty feelings returned. She realized that no matter what was going down with her husband and Jack, she still loved her man. He was the father of her girls, for heavens sake. It was up to her to make amends. "The flowers are beautiful, Ennis, but you shouldn't have spent the money. What's the occassion?" Ennis perked up a bit after hearing this, but not much. "Oh, no reason," he whispered. "Do I have to have a reason to bring my wife flowers?" Alma didn't answer but wondered if Jack Twist received presents. But there was no need to think about that. Life was painful enough.
Luvlylittlewing:
Ennis glanced around in utter confusion. His eyes were not hurting, but the light was so bright that he was having trouble getting his bearings. He rubbed his hazel eyes and looked up again. The light was suddenly not as bright, or perhaps he was getting used to it? Ennis couldn't fight the confusion. Where was he? The last thing he remembered was lying in bed and trying to catch his breath. He was in some sort of clinic or hospital, or something like that, and Jenny and Alma Jr. were standing by his bed, weeping bitterly. Ennis looked down at his hands, and the mental fog began to lift. He was lying in bed with his children standing by crying? Ennis sighed heavily. It can only mean one thing.
In less than a moment, Ennis could see very clearly. And what he saw filled him with great joy. He seemed to be alone, but he was not afraid. How could he be afraid when all around him was light, nature unlike anything he was used to, even up on brokeback, and a curious sense of love? Ennis accepted the fact that he was late, and he sat down on the perfect grass, patiently waiting for some sign, some direction, some person to tell him what would happen next.
He didn't have long to wait. Ennis squinted as he glanced off into the distance. He saw a great number coming toward him. Ennis stood as the people gathered closer. He felt like jumping for joy as he spied his parents nearing. With them was a host of friends and relatives, most of them he recognized, a few he did not. All were passed for some time. Ennis cried as his family gathered around and enveloped him in a group hug. It was just too much! But when he caught a flash of blue eyes, Ennis almost dropped to his knees. His family parted and made room for the newcomer. Ennis couldn't see the great love of his life for the tears in his eyes. Jack moved closer to his husband and took his hand. "What is it, Friend? Aren't you glad to see me?" Ennis was so full of emotion that he couldn't speak. He nodded and folded Jack in a gentle hug. Jack broke away after a moment and pulled him on. "C'mon, let me show you around. You'll love it here, Ennis....we'll never be parted again." Ennis squeezed Jack's hand and allowed him to lead. He looked around at the splendor that was surrounding him, and thanked a merciful God. He knew all of his life that there was a divine plan, and he was grateful.
Luvlylittlewing:
"Hey, friend, why so glum?" Jack asked Ennis as he touched his arm, lightly. Ennis dropped the stick he used to poke the embers of the campfire. "Ah, Jack, I gotta move in with my brother for awhile. It looks like the owner of my house is selling, and I have a few weeks to get my things together and find somewhere else to go." Jack considered what Ennis just said, and he saw another opportunity to pitch his case for a sweet life together. "Well, living with K.E. won't be so bad, would it?" Jack inquired. Ennis shook his head. "Jack, the last time I had to move in with my big brother was one of the worst times of my life. One night at dinner I asked for seconds of pot roast and he flipped his lid!" Ennis shook visibly as he related the story, and ran his fingers through his sandy colored hair. Jack was silent, but he didn't like what he was hearing. "K.E. embarassed me in front of his whole family," Ennis continued, his voice quivering. "He told me that if I want some more food I had better contribute to the grocery bill, or I would be out on the street looking for somewhere else to live." Ennis covered his eyes with a shaky hand at the memory. Jack was appalled and hung his head low. He always wanted a male sibling, but after hearing about Ennis' treatment at the hand of his own brother, Jack was happy to be an only child.
"You should have told me you were on the verge of being homeless, Friend," Jack whispered. "Look, I don't have to stay married to Lureen, you know that." Ennis looked up at Jack, nervous now, but he allowed him to continue. "If you say the word, I can have us a place together in a few days," Jack exclaimed. Ennis stared at his lover. "Thanks for the offer, Jack, but I can't ask you to do that. You have your family that needs you. Don't worry about me, I'll be okay." Ennis lifted Jack's fallen chin with a gentle finger. Jack nodded and leaned in for a kiss. "You should let me take care of this," Jack spoke into Ennis' ear. "Its all I've ever wanted." "I'll be okay," is all that Ennis could manage.
Ennis cooked a decent supper of pork chops with apple sauce, new potatoes and collard greens. Jack ate his fill and sat down on the ground right beside his lover. "Fine dinner, friend," Jack exclaimed as he rubbed his bloated belly. "Thanks so much..I really enjoyed it," Ennis nodded and smiled. Jack took the smile as further encouragement. "I...I would sure like to be fed like that every night, Ennis," Jack ventured. "Lureen is a decent cook, but she can't hold a candle to you. Who would have thought that my boyfriend is a better cook than my wife?" Ennis flinched a bit at the mention of "boyfriend," but Jack didn't seem to notice. "You like it, then?" Ennis rubbed Jack's ample stomach. "I wouldn't mind cooking for you, Rodeo. You always seem so grateful after you eat my cooking. I can get used to the compliments." Jack straightened up and looked Ennis straight in the eyes. "Think about it, Ennis," Jack said, serious. "It can be like this for the rest of our lives. Just thing about it." Ennis found himself weakening a bit. "I'll think about it, Rodeo, Ennis said, quietly. I'll think about it.
Luvlylittlewing:
Jack couldn’t sleep! He tossed and turned so violently that Lureen almost pushed him out of bed. “What is wrong with you, hon,” she asked, groggily. Jack patted his wife on her shoulder. “I don’t know, Lureen,” he faltered. “I’m just not sleepy, I guess.” Lureen turned from her husband and pulled the covers. “Well if you can’t sleep, get up and watch TV or something. I gotta get up early in the morning!” Jack looked at his wife’s back and shook his head. Never mind that he also had to wake up early to get read for work. That Lureen was always so thoughtful!
Jack sat up and slid into his house slippers. He walked, silently, out into the hall of his home. The TV in the living room was too close to little Bobby’s bedroom, and Jack was afraid that the noise might wake him. Jack didn’t want to wake his son – little Bobby needed his sleep. Jack headed for the add-on he had built just a year ago. It was a dinky little room he built for times when he wanted to get away from the family to drink, smoke and think about Ennis Del Mar. Jack opened the door to the tiny room and found the remote to the medium sized TV. He snuggled into his new rocking chair and flipped channels.
There was nothing much on. The few channels he could get were showing sales commercials and re-runs of classic TV programs. Jack settled on a show that sold life affirming tapes. He didn’t really care about the product, but the salesman, who was a life coach and motivational speaker, looked an awful lot like his distant lover. Jack watched and listened as the man hawked his product. There was something about the sandy hair, the hazel eyes, and the hypnotic cadence of his speech that soothed Jack. In no time, Jack had fallen asleep on his rocker. Lureen felt bad. She didn’t really mean for Jack to leave the bed, and she went looking for him. She found him in his “study” fast asleep, a handsome man talking non-stop on the TV. Lureen fetched a hand-made blanket from the couch and covered her husband. She shrugged and left the TV on, returning to the comfort of her bed.
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