Let me tell you a story

Trae Beckett || 33 || Capo for the Montgomery family || Ex-solider

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“What closets? Let’s just not worry about, and enjoy the evening. Can we do that? I don’t want to think of what I’d say if I get stuck,” Jen said, eyes widening ever so slightly in fear of the thought, taking a drink to help erase it. There was hesitation, but she reached out for his hand again, muttering the excuse of having cold fingers.

Without hesitation he interlaced his fingers with hers and squeezed slightly. “Do you remember,” Trae began hoping to distract her and bring that smile back to her face, “when I made you binge watch with me all of Breaking Bad? Every single show, no matter how much you complained.”

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“Then drink up,” Jen said with a smile, sliding the glass over to him. It wasn’t like she had any vested interest in getting him to relax some more. She wasn’t trying to get him to do everything to spend time with him. Jen simply had to try out everything her siblings had so carefully planned. It was about them. That’s what she would keep telling herself. “I’ve spent a fair amount of the night avoiding the camera, but no guarantees. We’re likely to get caught sooner or later.”

With a smile he raised his beer in salute to her before he brought it up to his lips and took a sip. “Drinking up,” Trae chuckled before taking another sip and setting the glass down. “I hope not. I nearly got caught by that stupid piece of technology when I was with Jacqueline early. We could always hide in a closet if we have to.” Not that, that was something he wanted. Not at all.  

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Spencer tweaked his cat ears before looking at the person sitting across the bar from him dead in the eye. “Are you feline it meow, Mr. Krabs?”

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“.....what?” Trae asked the ‘cat man’ honestly confused. His glass was halfway full in his hand, frozen in motion to his lips when he was asked the random question, the reference going over his head. 

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“I can’t be the only one drinking. Is that a problem?” Jen waved over the bartender to get them drinks. It took her a moment to realize that she was still holding one of his hands. A light blush dusted her cheeks and she let go. “Is that an offer? How about all three? Start with the fortune teller, then the escape room, and finally dancing.”

“Not at all,” he said, frowning to himself when he noticed that she let go of his hand. Not that he was enjoying holding her hand or anything...”All three, well aren’t you feeling adventurous tonight. I’m going to agree only because I know how much you love tormenting me and as long as we can stay away from that camera thingy.” That last thing Trae needed was to confess his deepest regrets in front of Jenn.

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“What kind of job is that then,” Jen teased right back. She grabbed his hands and took a couple steps back towards the bar. “I guess I’m just going to have to take advantage of your company tonight. Let’s get drinks, and go get our fortunes told, or we could try the escape room, or we could dance. What do you want to do?”

“Apparently a boring one,” Trae said with a chuckle as he let her lead him back towards the bar. “Why, Nancy, I would say you are trying to get me drunk.” He teased her, “I would rather be back at my apartment, so I’m going to let you pick.” As long as she was happy he would suffer through it. 

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jacquelinemontgomery:

“Everyone has their faults and their fears. Perhaps everyone will get drunk enough to get theirs off their chests tonight. That was the goal.” Lifting her glass to her lips, she took a long swig of the carbonated water in her hand, taking a breath before swallowing another mouthful. It took a lot of resolve to sit there with him, watch him drink what she wanted to be drinking. There’d been a lot of moments in the past few months she’d felt like picking up the bottle again, but the young woman smiled through it as she did now. “We certainly tried. Are you enjoying yourself?”

“You could get me shitfaced and I wouldn’t even begin to tell you have the things I’ve seen.” Keeping his glass to his left, away from her, he ran a finger across the rim. He remembered the long hospital stays, her last one being her closest to death...something he didn’t want to see again. “As I can be. These things aren’t my thing but I figured since the family I work for is throwing the party, I should probably show up.” There was also the fact he wanted to keep an eye on Jenn but that wasn’t something he was going to say out loud.

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“Yeah, because I’m Nancy so you could be Ned. Did that reference really go right over your head? You should probably clear your next Saturday so I can introduce you to one of my favorite book series growing up.” She continued straightening up his clothes as she spoke. As much as she had complained about it, he looked good in uniform. Once she was satisfied, she looked back up at him with a smile. “Don’t tempt me.“

“I think I’m busy next weekend, because believe it or not my job doesn’t involve me being around you twenty-four seven.” Trae teased still watching her straighten up his clothes. He liked it more than he wanted to admit. “Oh I’m going to tempt you, princess. Tonight I am yours for the disposal.”

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jennifermcntgcmery:

“I’d be happier if your were in a costume. We could have dressed you up as Ned. It would have been cute. Or really anything for that matter. You are not ruining one of my favorite holidays.” She sighed and reached up to straighten his jacket. “What am I going to do with you?”

“Ned? Cute?” Trae asked raising an eyebrow in slight confusion. What the heck was she on about? Glancing down at the hands on his jacket he smiled the way she felt the need to straighten it. "Use your imagination, I’m sure you can find some use for me.”

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jacquelinemontgomery:

“Oh, they’re very creative.” She started with the slightest of smiles. She didn’t bother to turn to Trae, leading him from the Empire Room to the Penthouse, where a friend of the family was mixing drinks of all kinds. Glowing, bloody looking, steaming–some of them on fire, some of them with gummy body parts as garnishes. Joshua absolutely had been creative with the drink menu. Jacqueline had resigned from any tasks that involved the Bar, instead focusing on decoration and the hor d’oeuvres that were being handed out by classic monsters from literature. Her four year sobriety charm dangled from the silver bracelet on her wrist as she requested a glass of water. “Not a fan of being on the silver screen? Or white sheet, I guess.”

He was planning on trying one of the drinks but just at the looks of them he knew that Joshua had no been playing around. Remembering a drink he had made Trae a few years back, the capo decided that he was just going to stick to a rum and coke. “It’s more like I’m not a fan of my answer to the questions that was being asked.” His fingers ran along the bar top against the plane of wood. “My wrong doings are different than yours, dear Jacqueline.” Being a capo meant dead bodies under his head which only added to the count that came with being a solider as well. It was those that he felt more guilt for than the ones he did for her father. “You guys went all out, didn’t you?”

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“That’s an awful lot of responsibility you’re putting on my shoulders - asking me for input on what to name your cat” she chuckled, eyes fixed on the feline creature in his arms. “And to be honest,” she added, after some though. “I have absolutely no idea.”

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Trae shrugged his shoulders, smiling some. Petting the cat softly on his head, he scratched it gently, causing the small creature to purr. “Either do I. I supposed I can always let him go nameless for a bit...”

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jacquelinemontgomery:

Jacqueline did no more than scoff at older man, offering him a silent tilt of the head in response. Trae, being only a few years older than she, had always been somewhat present in her life while growing up. Once you found your way to the Montgomerys, it was hard to get away. “Barbie’s going to get a seltzer water,” she finally spoke again when he was behind her. “Are you trying to join me?”

Trae stood in his spot for a second before pushing off the wall with a sigh. It wasn’t like he was going find anything that entertained him in this room anymore. Ducking out before the camera pointed at him, he put his hands in his pockets and followed him. “Might as well, could even try one of those cocktails your brother came up with.”

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Jen couldn’t believe him. Well, she could, but she didn’t want to. Her lips were set in a thin line as she walked up to Trae. “Are you serious,” she asked, reaching up to smack him on the back of the head, “You’re such a lazy jackass. Where is your creativity? It’s a costume party. Soldier isn’t a costume for you.”

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“OWWWW!” He said bringing his hand up to the back of his head. Though honestly he should have expected that to be her reaction when she saw him. “You should be happy I dressed up at all. I almost threw on some jeans and a tee shirt for this thing.”

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“Who would leave a cat on the street?” she asked, a vague note of disbelief in her tone. The idea that some cats didn’t have homes to begin with, didn’t even cross her mind. “You’re sure it’s not microchipped or anything, right?” 

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Sometimes it surprised him when Josie had her moments that made him realize how naive she could be. How sweet she could be and it made him only want to protect her even more. “It’s not, already checked. What should we name him?”

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“Wrong-doings?” The blonde let free a short and sweet chuckle, her very own attempt at entertainment already coming back to bite her in the ass. The live Blair Witch videos were a fun idea in retrospect, but she hadn’t intended on becoming the first star of the night. She saw herself projected in gritty black-and-white on the sheet across the Empire Room and attempted a smile. “Where to begin?” Another short laugh. “We’re all sinners, right? I get angry like anyone else, but I don’t agree with what’s going on in the streets. That’s my wrong doing in my family. My passiveness is my undoing, but I’d rather be wrong in the eyes of my family and peers than do the wrong thing.” She lifted a shoulder in a shrug and scoffed softly. “That’s it, I think. I hope you get more entertaining confessions throughout the night.”  She then turned to head back to the penthouse. 

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“A Montgomery with a conscious, alert the presses,” Trae teased from his spot having caught the whole thing. He was trying to enjoy himself but the solider in him, the past he couldn’t escape from was still ingrained in him to the point he never stopped working for Johnathan. Having keeping an eye on the three girls, not because he was informed to but because he wouldn’t rest easy that night if something happened to them, was how he came across her and her little confession. He only spoke when she walked by him and up to the penthouse. “And where is Barbie going now?”

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“So, explain this to me again - exactly what happened?”

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“I found him on the street,” Trae said still covered in mud as he held the cat in his arms. Being a sucker for animals he couldn’t say no. “So I’m keeping him.”