My Little Jackie

Chapter Five: Family Reunion, Part 2.

It took a couple of days, four if I remember correctly, to reach where the reunion was being held down in Miami. When we arrived, I wrapped Applejack in her blanket so she could keep warm. It was still the winter months. I was about to get off the RV, before I was stopped by Rose, the latter of whom looked guilty.

"Logan, you need to know something before we get off." Rose began to tell me, to which I gave her a quizzical look. She took out her phone, and went to the text message history she had with our cousin, Jim. I read everything on there, and when I was finished.... I was angry. Angry that my sister blabbed about Applejack, not entirely, but somewhat in general!

"Let me get this straight." I said, staring Rose down with the angriest face I possibly ever made. "You were texting Jim yesterday, told him about Applejack a bit, and now he's told everyone else!?" I said, trying my best not to yell. Rose had simply just nodded to me and walked towards the reunion, shaking the entire way.

I face palmed, and walked towards my Aunt Lillian and Uncle Phillip's house, where the reunion was being held. It was a huge house, a big one for two stories. It was always one of my favorite places to be as a kid, and still is. I always found a new secret in the house, which was why I loved it so much.

When I walked inside, I was greeted by my aunt and uncle's house keeper, Jasmine. "Hello, Mr. Lyon, everyone is outside." she informed me as she motioned a hand to the back door. Jasmine was young, twenty I believe, and she was also very beautiful.

"Thanks, Jasmine." I said to her while hiding Applejack from her site. I walked outside to see family playing many lawn games or board games. There was croquet, monopoly, lawn darts, bat mitten, and even Twister!

I looked around and noticed the snack table had a huge table cloth on it. I ran to it, and sat Applejack underneath the table. "You be a good filly for Daddy, and stay here, okay?" I told Applejack, to which she nodded. I smiled and gave her some food; apple fritters.

I left the snack table, guilty about leaving Applejack alone by herself, but also knowing Applejack would stay hidden, and walked over to my cousin, Jim. "So, where's your daughter Jackie?" Jim asked me with a smug expression on his face. Thank God my gay cousin didn't know about Applejack's full name.

"I left her inside," I began as I watched my younger cousins play "The Game of LIFE", "she's still an infant, and the noise our family makes would make her cry."

Jim laughed and slapped me on the back. "Could be worse!" he said to me before his laughter stopped abruptly. "Oh man, Aunt Linda at nine o' clock!" Jim told me, pointing to our Aunt Linda. Aunt Linda was thirty-four, tan, and happily married to her husband, Bob, and overly attached to her religion. She was a Christian, and if you weren't she'd try to convert you. Her husband was just as religious as she was.

Aunt Linda eventually walked over to us, and said "Afternoon, boys. How was the trip here?" as her long hair bounced a bit. Jim and I both knew she didn't particularly care, so we just shrugged. "Oh well. Logan, word is you have a daughter named Jackie. Have you had her baptized yet?" Aunt Linda said to me, focusing on the new subject now.

I groaned, wanting to curse out Rose for blabbing about Applejack. "Yes, Aunt Linda, I have a daughter named Jackie. No, she has not been baptized yet." I explained in an annoyed tone. I've constantly told my aunt about how I don't like to get too deep into religious talks, or even be as religious as she wants me to be. "Could you not force me to get her baptized, and drop the subject please?" I asked her as my annoyed tone became one of anger.

"I only want what's best for the little one." Aunt Linda retorted before she walked away from Jim and I.

I wen to the other snack table, which held a huge punch bowl with what I can remember is fruit punch, because I was getting thirsty a bit from not drinking anything for a couple hours. When I was pouring my drink, I heard Aunt Linda say "Lillian, it seems people LOVE your apple fritters!" I then heard an audible crunch, and "Goo" as well. I will never forget the same way it sounded, ever again.... I turned around, seeing Aunt Linda looking under the table, only to back away in fear. Then.... Applejack was crawling out from under the table.

Aunt Linda looked ready to scream in fear, before Applejack told her something. "I'm Applejack. Mowe appwe fwitter?" Applejack said smiling a bit.

"BOB," Aunt Linda began to scream as she backed away from Applejack and I began walking faster towards my daughter, "DEMON, DEMON! KILL IT!"

My Uncle Bob looked over, and walked towards Applejack was. Now, my Uncle Bob was a weight lifter, and from what he last told me, he could bench press about a hundred and eighty-five pounds. The worst part of this, all of this, was that he was holding a croquet mallet.

I walked faster as my Uncle Bob began to say "I send you back to Hell, in the name of the Lord!" I ran now, and dived in front of Applejack as my uncle swung the croquet mallet.

*WHACK*

The blunt end of the mallet connected with a solid object. I stopped moving in fear a bit, and everyone was quiet. Applejack crawled to me, trying to make sense of what was going on. I coughed, and began to feel pain in my right shoulder. I coughed once more, this time I coughed up some blood. I turned my head to look at my right shoulder. I put my left hand on it, and felt and heard something squishy touch the cloth of my shirt. That's when I felt the trickling liquid fall from my shoulder. My Uncle Bob hit me in the shoulder, tried to kill Applejack, and, from what I remember, he broke my right shoulder with how hard he swung at me.

I stood up, picking up Applejack as well. I held Applejack to where she could hug around my neck, and laid her head on my left shoulder. I turned around to face my family. There I was, holding a baby filly in my arms for my entire family to see. "For God's sakes, boy!" Uncle Bob yelled at me, throwing the croquet mallet a side. "What's gotten into you?"

"Me," I began as I held Applejack closer to me, "why would you try to kill her? She's innocent of anything you say she isn't innocent of!"

"Why do you care?" Uncle Bob snapped back at me.

"Because she's my daughter!" I shouted as I held Applejack with my left fore arm and right hand. "She's my little Jackie!" I continued as I began to weep a bit. I went on to explaining how I came across Applejack, everything I told my parents and sister back when we were at home. I didn't say anything more than what was appropriate, and I got some concerned looks, one of them from Jasmine, and heard some murmurs. I walked up to my parents, and said "Come on. I don't wanna stay any longer than we need to." before we left.

To be continued...

Author's Note

Wow.... I can't believe this..... I GOT CHAPTER FIVE UP! I've been waiting to show you guys this chapter, SO MUCH! So, what're your thoughts?