Two Hearts Beating as One

I woke up in the middle of the night to hear sounds coming from downstairs. I knew it couldn't have been Ems, shes usually quiet at night. I had no plans on going down there alone, but I didn't want to wake up Jacky. It could've been Ronnie making a noise, but I can never be sure.

I quietly went over into the guest bedroom and saw Jacky sleeping peacefully. He was so cute. I walked over to him and shook him lightly. His pretty green eyes fluttered open and he asked tiredly, "What is it?"

"I'm not sure. I think someone that isn't Ems or Ronnie is in my house!" I whisper yelled to him. He sat up on the bed and I saw that he was in boxers and his hair was all messy. I tried so hard not to stare, but it was kind of difficult. My eyes went wide for a second, but then I forced myself looked away.

Before I knew it, he had pants on. He's good. We soon left the room, and Jacky had a baseball bat with him. I don't remember having a baseball bat in the house. Oh wait, now I do.

Jacky and I tip toed down the stairs and saw that Ems and Ronnie were already down there behind the two guys from earlier! They must've followed us when we left. That is so fucking creepy. It's times like these where I really hate Vegas.

The one brunette guy turned around and saw Ronnie. Ronnie looked like he was going to punch the one guy in the face. The blonde guy was next to the brunette one in front of Ronnie. That's when Jacky stood next to Ronnie.

"You two should leave." Jacky said to them.

The blonde one turned to him. "Or what?"

"Or we'll have to kick your asses fully this time." Ronnie replied.

The brunette one chuckled darkly. "Like you could do that."

"I think we could." Jacky said.

"Right, and how are you going to do that?" The brunette one asked.

Jacky looked over at me before he said, "Let's go outside. I don't want the girls to see what we're going to do to you."

By the time I could've blinked they were gone. Ems was by my side in a second, and we heard yelling coming from outside on the patio.

"I hope they don't get hurt." She said to me.

"Neither do I."

About 10 minutes later the two other guys were gone. Ronnie and Jacky came back into the house, bruised and bloody. "Oh my god, what happened?!" I asked them, worriedly.

"Well, we beat the shit out of them. But, as you can see, they got a few hits in also." Ronnie answered. Jacky looked like he was in a lot of pain. It hurt me to see him like that.

"We should have a first-aid kit in the kitchen, I'll go get it now. Mads, go grab some towels, they're going to need them." Ems said to me.

I nodded and went into the bathroom and got two towels for them. I just randomly grabbed the towels not realizing one of them was my favorite pink towel. I gave it to Jacky. He stared at it for a minute, then he looked at me with puppy eyes. "It was the first towel I could find. Just use it, your nose is bleeding really badly."

Ronnie started laughing at him, until he noticed his towel. My orange one. Now it was Jacky's turn to laugh, but he soon stopped and grabbed his stomach. Poor baby, he's really hurt.

Ems soon came back with the first-aid kit, and started to bandage them up. Ronnie first, then Jacky. They handed me their bloody towels and I put them in the washing machine. I went back to them and I said, "Are you guys doing any better?"

Ronnie shrugged. "It's not the first time we've been in a fight. We'll be okay." He chuckled.

"Okay. Well, hopefully the two guys won't come back again." I said.

"Oh don't worry, Madeline. They won't be back, we promise." Jacky said, groggily. His lip was busted, it's going to puff up in the morning, for sure.