When Rules Are Destroyed

Can I Have a Round?

"My name is Jayden sir.." Jay just trailed off not knowing what he meant by the other words that the prick spoke. I let go of Jay's hand and grabbed Carlyle's shoulder and pulled him up to look me in the eyes.

"I suggest you stop drinking Carlyle, you've had enough." I gripped his shoulder harder making him wince.

"I've barely had any, I'm still fine to get a little rough with Nevaeh." And that was the final straw; I pulled my arm back and gave him a right hook that I would give if I were in the ring. He stumbled back regaining his balance and threw a sloppy punch, moving slightly out of the way I grabbed the pool stick and broke it over his head and it was lights out for him after that. I looked down to see wood splinters playing as evidence, looking over to Jayden afraid of what I might see on his face. He didn't look that terrified but he didn't know what to think of the situation.

Bending down to his eye level speaking softly, "Jayden, are you okay? I didn't scare you did I?" I reached my right hand out for him and he cowered a bit but he grabbed my hand to see it was bloody from the connection it had with Carlyle's teeth.

"Are you okay Brody?" he looked at my hand and back up to me with tears in his eyes.

"Yea I'm fine buddy, do you want to help me wash it and clean it?" I smiled down at him.

"YEA!" he shouted making the room full of guys laugh as they picked up Carl and dragged him to the couch.

"Uncle Brody... can I come with you guys?" Blake's voice came out shyly.

"Sure why not kid." He stood back up straight and Jay and Blake followed me up stairs into one of the bathrooms to find first aid kit.

"Sit." Jay ordered at me, making me laugh as Blake and him looked for the first aid under the sink. I did as I was told, watching them pull the kit out.

"So doctors what are you going to do first?" I quizzed them, enjoying the look of confusion that scattered across each ones face. Blake's face lit up has he knew what to do.

"We're going to clean it! With... this!" he pointed to the black bottle which held peroxide in it.

"Yea with that stuff!" Jay echoed in agreement.

They grabbed my hand and put it over the sink and poured the solution onto my hand making it fuzz with white bubbles. They started laughing but stopped when I pretended to wince.

"Are you okay Uncle Brody?" Blake asked with concern written onto his face.

"No doctors I think my hand is eating away!" I raised my voice above normal but not screaming.

"Blake! You did it! You hurted my daddy!" Jayden shouted and accused Blake of making 'my hand eat away'. My heart took flight as I heard Jay call me daddy for the first time.

"I'm so sorry Uncle Brody! I didn't mean to!" Blake's ten year old voice rang out making my ears ring from the loudness.

"It's okay, I was joking my hand is fine." I showed them that the bubbles were going away. "So what next docs?"

"Uhm.. Band-Aid?" Jay asked, I just laughed and said sure, you guys are the doctors. They laughed and got to work, I came out of the bathroom with two laughing boy and a hand covered in every stick-able thing in the first aid. I had ten Band-Aids more than what I should have had, sterile gauze pads tapped on with more Band-Aids, and half the gauze roll tapped together by more blue clues Band-Aids. I didn't know how long I was being "treated" but when we came out the girl were all standing in the kitchen. Eli came running up to me yelling, "daddy daddy daddy!" with her arms up in the air wanting to be picked up.