When Crickets Cry...

"Oh I'll fucking show you what this BASTARD CHILD can do!" Vikki flailed and kicked her arms as Hayden held her still around the waist. "LEMME THE FUCK GO!" She screamed.
"Vikki, I want to stab her too. Calm down."
Vikki took a moment to calm herself before asking nicely to be let down. He obeyed but watched her carefully as she walked up to Jennifer, faces inches apart.
"You are not his wife. Daddy don't marry crazy bitches. He is engaged to Zac McGuire, my mother. So go stab someone else you crazy ass motherfucker!" She struck her across the face and turned, storming from the room with a satisfied smile.

MEanwhile, Zac awoke on the couch in his own house, in someone's arms. For one joyous moment he thought it was Quincy but no.. the person was too small... and the smell... the smell was all wrong. Too much alcohol... mixed with cherries.... Quincy was just... well he couldn't describe it. He groaned as he massaged his temple. He had a huge hangover. He looked up at who was holding him and recognized the singer from the club. Mark.

Quincy sighed, looking at Hayden.
"Baby go with your sister...."
Jennifer was not even phased by Viki, she sat down and grinned at Quincy, pecking his lips, not minding blood being smeared on her face.
"I love you Quincy, you know that. You know you had to be punished though."
She got a sick thrill from watching him bleed to death.

"You're a sick fucking bitch." Hayden hissed through gritted teeth. "And I hope momma murders your ass." He was rarely so mean but he loved his father... He walked out after his sister who was running to their mother's house.
"Just wait until I fucking tell momma."
"Vikki... Vikki don't..."
"Why not?!"
"It'll hurt him... so much. He might not be able to do anythign about it."
"Bu- but..."
"Just wait a bit Vikki. Then you can tell okay?"
"Okay...."

"Hey there sleepin beauty." Mark smiled softly.
"Hey... how'd you get in my house?" Zac grumbled tiredly.
"You let me in." He chuckled.
"Oh... oh yeah." He smiled softly.
"So... you alright?"
"Yeah, I think so.... you can go now." He sighed.
"Do I have to..?" He smirked.
"You don't have to... but you can if you want to." Zac bit his lip with a shy smile.

Jeniffer was happy by the time Quincy had died again. She stood up and went around the house, packing things. She was going to find them a house of their own without the noisy brats to bother them. In her mind, they, nor Zac every existed.

Riley met Viki and Hayden on his way to Dustin's his listened for a moment before jogging up to them.
"What int he hell happened?"

"BItch stabbed daddy thats what!" Vikki growled.
"Y'know Jennifer? DAddy's old wife? Well she died. She's fuckin crazy too. She stabbed daddy... he's fucking bleeding to death and we couldn't do shit." Hayden explained.

Riley blinked.
"Your shitting me! We gotta tell momma! That bitch can't do this! You know daddy wont hit her or anything back!"

"Give it.. a week." Hayden shut his eyes. So much could happen in a week... "Okay, lets tell momma now." He sighed, nodding.

Matt and Zac had hit it off and Zac was making them lunch now as Matt sang, dancing around in the kitchen as if he'd known Zac and lived here forever.

Riley walked with his brother and sister, worrying about his father as he stepped in the house.
"WHAT IN THE HELL! MOMMA WE HAVE A FAIRY IN THE HOME!!!"
Fucker danced like a fairy....

Zac laughed for the first time in forever...
"Baby, this is my... friend. His name's Mark. Don't worry about the dancing I think he's high." He giggled.
"AM NOT!" Mark defended.
"Prove it."
"Lookit! Aren't your pupils supposed to be dialated when you're high?" Mark leaned close, holding open his eyes.
Zac giggled as he poked him in it.
"Evil bastard!" Mark exclaimed.
Zac laughed again.
Vikki glared, arms folded across her chest.
"Look, I dunno who the hell he is but we have bigger issues momma..."

Riley nodded,
"Yeah! We have petter fucking pan in our house damnit! I would fucking rather go talk to the crazy bitch and daddy." He shook his head at Mark.

Zac's head snapped over to Riley.
"Crazy bitch?"
"Jennifer." Hayden spoke softly.
A lump formed in Zac's throat.
"And she's... with your daddy?"
"She is fucking insane momma. She stabbed him. He's bleeding to death."
Without anything else Zac walked out the door. Vikki, Hayden, Riley and Mark followed him.

Jennifer was calmly in his lap, waiting for him to wake up, Quincy blood everywhere in the room. This is what Matt and Quinton came home too. Quinton refused to have the child and now...
He was freaking out.
"JENNIFER! WHAT DID YOU DO!!!!!!!!!"

Zac burst in the door, not caring if Quinton didn't want them there.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE?!" He exclaimed. Vikki grinned. This would be fun.

Jennifer rolled her eyes while Quinton shoved Zac away from the dead body of his brother and the woman that was once his wife.

"Don't fucking touch me." Zac snapped at Quinton, gasping at Quincy's body. "Oh... my god..." He sank to his knees, not caring that everyone was watching. not caring that everyone saw how completely and utterly in love he was with Quincy. He looked lovingly, in horror at Quincy's body before turning to Jennifer with hate filled eyes.
Of course. Perfect timing. The minute they break up, Jennifer dies. Just fucking perfect...
"Hit her momma!" Vikki encouraged.

Quinton shook his head.
'Zac no!!!" He pulled Zac away before pulled Quincy with him. He gave him to Zac, and let Zac hols him.
"There, see? He is yours, he is here...."
"He is mine damnit." Jennifer pipped up.

Zac held Quincy gently, stroking his hair entire body shaking but he refused to cry...
"Fuck you." Was all he managed in Jennifer's direction.
Vikki pouted. She wanted that bitch fucking dead.
"Oh.... baby..." Zac cooed softly, hugging the limp body in his arms.

Quinton sighed, holding his stomach.
"Jenny, baby, Quincy's room is up the stairs, go to it."
"Fuck no, you can't tell me what to do preggo."
Quinton sat up, grabbing her by the collar.
"Get your ass up them stairs woman!!"
She hauled ass.
He never liked her, he had come close to hurting her but Quinton was gentleman, as was Quincy, no hitting ladies.

"Quinton, can we please stay here for just a bit? Until he wakes up please?" He asked gently, pleadingly.
He wanted the kids to say goodbye to their father.... he wouldn't let them stay with Jennifer..

Quinton nodded.
"Yeah, go ahead." He cleared his throat, yes he was pregnant but he was the man, he raised his voice to make sure she heard.
"BECAUSE SHE WONT COME DOWN UNLESS SHE WANTS HER NATURAL BORN ASS BEAT!" He smiled at Zac and waddled off to his room.

Everyone filed off to different rooms except for Mark, he sat awkwardly by the door. He knew no one except for Zac. Zac thought everyone was gone so he began crying softly, tears soaking Quincy's hair.
"I miss you so much..." He whispered to the unconscious body.

Quincy's hair was wet with tears and matted with blood, he was bleeding all over Zac, several deep cuts in his forearms where he tried to defend himself, in his ribs where he was stabbed and his neck had been cut a bit.

"L-look what she did to you." He cried harder, hugging him lightly. "Oh baby... I... its all my fault..." If he hadn't called Quincy a monster they'd be together still... "Oh... my baby... I love you..."

Quincy was cold, wearing the shirt he wore on the first night he met Zac. He heard nothing but he felt the same, not that it was Zac's fault, it was Jen's but he loved Zac...

Zac cried harder, hugging Quincy to his chest tightly. His Quincy was dead.... It was sinking in.. Jennifer had killed him...