Stories / Maid in Love Ch3
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Will Gwen come back? Will Jack find a new maid? What will happen to Jack?

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Will Gwen come back? Will Jack find a new maid? What will happen to Jack?

lets find out! About 3 weeks had gone by since Gwen left. Jack was getting by on his own considering he didn’t know how to cook, knew only the bare minimum about cleaning, and his fingers still broken. Often times he would think to himself that Gwen was coming back and that she just need some time to cool off or maybe she was to afraid to come back after she walked out on him. “She’ll come crawling back, I know it!” Jack thought to himself. Just then his agent called.
“Jack baby, how are ya?” said Marley
“Eh, I could be better. My hand is all beat up still and can’t play without crying out in pain”
“Oooo that’s to bad. I booked you for a concert near that hot club we were talking about.”
“MARLEY, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? YOU KNOW I CANT PLAY!”
“Hey pipe down. This is the career you choose and you hot right now. People want you man. I thought this what you wanted!”
“I do I do want it, I just cant play right now. Cant you by me some time. You till my hand gets better?”
“I’ll see. Maybe I could get you some sympathy for the accident. It was all over the news anyways but hey, I’m giving you till 3 weeks more to get your act together. Otherwise, there will be some tough decisions made.”
“But my hand-”
“Sorry bud, I got another call. Catch cha later.”
 Jack looked at his phone in disbelief. He knew his hand wouldn’t be better in time, at least not on his own. He knew he was going to need help or better yet start going back to physical therapy. Sadly this something his ego would not let happen. To him, he was JACK FREAKING OLIVE. The best pianist to hit Sunset Valley, and he could do anything. He could even fix his hand without anyone’s help or mercy. For 2 weeks he tired to work with hand. Open bottles, open cans, picking up weights and anything else he could do with his hand other play the piano. He waited until he picked up enough items to the point he got his confidence and it didn’t hurt so much, before he tried to play. It almost 3 weeks till got up the strength. He sat down and played. Something basic first like abc’s. Even though it hurt, he thought he could do more. He took a deep breath and tried to play a piece by Beethoven. The pain was horrible but he just thought if he got through it his hand would be alright. Suddenly pop! Jack screamed in pain. It felt like his hand was hand been crushed.
“Gwen, help my hand! My hand!” Jack screamed out. No one came. Suddenly he sadly realized that Gwen had left over a month ago and she wasn’t coming back. So he got in his car and drove himself to the hospital trying desperately not to think of her. Upon leaving the hospital Jack was angrier then ever. The doctor told him that his hand was healing up until he played that piece. He aggravated the bone causing a sprain which was going to take another 3 weeks to heal. The doctor begged him to relax and stay off this hand for a while. Jack wasn’t having it. What was he going to do about his career? Marley was going call any day now. What was he going to do? Jack went to the nearest bar to clear his thoughts. He sat the bar and drank as if he was trying to drown his problems. About 30mins later Jack on the bar table screaming about how invented Jack Daniels. It was apparent to everyone that Jack had had enough. After being kicked out the bar he went home and staggered into bed. The next morning he was awoken by his phone. Hung over he answered.
“Ugh, who is it?”
“It’s your agent that’s who! What heck were you thinking last night!?” Marley yelled
“What are you talking about? Quit screaming!”
“Did you see the paper? You are on the front page!”
“That’s good right?”
“You were drunk in a bar kid! You tell me if that is good!”
“Crap.”
“It’s ok, as long as your hand is better, I can fix this.”
“Um…”
“Cant believe you Jackie! I gave you one thing to do and couldn’t even do it.”
“Just give me some time…”
“You are out of time kid. Your career is fading and that stunt you pulled people are going to think you’re a drunk. Your image is sinking fast. I can’t represent you anymore kid.”
“But Marley…”
“Good luck Jack. You are going to need it.”
 Jack couldn’t believe it. His career gone, just like that. Everything he worked for, slipping out the palm of his hands. Like any man with to much pride to see reality or learn from his mistakes he called some friends and threw a party, a party that would last all day and all night. This was going to be the party to out party the ages. This was going to fix all his problems he thought.

At the party as usual he drink too much and party a little too much. He ended past out on his lawn. When he woke up he saw someone in front of him.
“Wow, I love what you did with place Jack.” The voice said.

Maid in Love Ch3

Feb 3, 2012 by Jessl3etch
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    3 Comment(s) posted so far

    On Feb 4, 2012 xLyennerd wrote:

    Good one ! \:\)

    On Feb 4, 2012 fabrizioammollo wrote:

    Nice chapter!

    On Feb 28, 2012 emo_heartz12 wrote:

    Cliff-hanger i love it \:\)

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