Broken Soul (for Wade)

Wade glared at him, "I'd say that's crossing the line between having some place to stay and living in a homeless shelter."

Justin froze. "I...I was joking..." He mumbled nervously, biting his lip. "P-please don't..." He whimpered, looking at Heath for help.

Suddenly Wade cracked a large smile, "So was I Justin."

Justin stared at him, his mouth open in shock. "Tha...that's cruel Wade..."

Sheamus suddenly burst into laughter, seeing the look on Justin's face.

Wade laughed, "I would never kick you out kid."

"You'd probably feel too guilty after what I did for you.." Justin pointed out, playing with Heath's hair again.

Sheamus pouted, not bothering to ask.

Wade grew silent, not like talking about the past.

"Sorry..." Justin said quietly.

"Um... There was that issue yeh had to deal with." Sheamus reminded Wade.

"Oh right...Heath where did Zeke go when you two got back?"

"Um...I'm not sure...somewhere out back I think. He looked...pissed." Heath said, frowning.

"Why?" Justin asked, looking at Wade.

"It's a matter I have to tend to. Sheamus, you stay in here." he walked out back where Zeke was fuming. "Jackson, we have business to discuss you and I."

"Why do I have ter sta..." Sheamus went to ask. "Great...stuck with Heath and Justin..." He mumbled, once Wade left. He turned around to see the two of them grinning at him.

Zeke looked up, acting innocent when he heard Wade, as he usually does. "Oh, hello Wade. What business would that be?"

Heath smirked, "Soo pasty what we gonna do while wade's gone?'


Wade narrowed his eyes, "You've been taking a cut of the money you make. A large cut. Why?"

"Uh..." Sheamus said, looking slightly nervous about being left with them.

Justin smiled, kneeling behind Heath and wrapping his arms around the redhead's neck.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zeke said.

"Zeke I did the paperwork. You've been turning in a quarter of what you make. What the hell is up with that?"

"Well I had to afford a way to kill you somehow..." Zeke said, pulling a gun out and aiming it at Wade.

Wade sneered, "After all I've done for you, this is how you repay me?"

"Well Sheamus chickened out. Someone has to do it!" Zeke snapped at him.

"No! No they didn't Zeke! Why would you want me dead, huh!?" Wade shouted back.

"Because! I've heard what your family's done. Someone has to put an end to it!" Zeke yelled at him.

"I'm not like my father," Wade coldly said. "Have I ever mistreated any of you boys?"

"No. But I know the things your family's capable of.." Zeke said, glaring at him.

"Never again will those things happen. I swore that to myself Ezekial," Wade frowned, "now put down the gun."

"No! You will not change my mind like you did to Sheamus! I am not weak like he is!" Zeke yelled.

Sheamus looked up, thinking he heard something from outside, but wasn't sure, too far away in Heath's room to know.

"You ok?" Justin asked him, sitting in Heath's lap as Sheamus slowly nodded.

"He's not weak Ezekial! He's a good man! You're a good man! Think about this! If you kill me, Justin and Heath and Sheamus will all kill you!" Wade said calmly.