When Zac Met Jack

When Zac Met Jack


Sunday evening arrived much quicker for Zac then he would have liked. Nikki had offered to go with him to drop the girls off at home. Zac had turned her down, vehemently claiming he would not subject her and their son to the poisonous snake, which was his ex-wife. It was bad enough his daughters had to live with her.

When Zac had pulled up outside the three-story house in the quite part of LA, he parked. He then turned to his daughters and told them, “I’ll see you both next weekend like usual.” He added, “Also once you’re inside, I want you to head to your room. I need to have a chat with your mother and Corbin.”

The girls nodded and got out of the car. Zac locked the car with a press of a button on his car key ring. He then led his daughters by the hand up to the house. He knocked; Vanessa a couple of moments later opened the door.

Once inside, Zac cuddled and placed a kiss upon both of his daughter’s foreheads, before they went off to their bedrooms. Zac then turned to face Vanessa. He said coldly, “Go fetch Bleu. The three of us are going to have a little chat. Our conversation on the phone on Friday barely scratched the surface; I have not even started yet.”

Vanessa went to protest angrily, but Zac stopped her protesting dead with a raised hand and an extremely cold and narrow eyed glance. Vanessa very reluctantly turned on her heel, went, and fetched Corbin.

When she returned five minutes later, Corbin was with her looking less then pleased. Zac shot Corbin a look of pure disgust and said, “Don’t you dare give me that look. It is high time the three of us discussed everything concerning the girls.”

Corbin spat, “Like what is there to talk about here?” Zac spat in return, “Oh, I don’t know, how about how you and Vanessa need to exercise some self-restraint when my daughters are still here in the house and can hear what you two are doing and saying. How about starting with that?”

Corbin replied, sneering. “Your daughters need to learn how to not eavesdrop on their mother’s conversations and learn that they shouldn’t be seen nor heard.”

Zac growled lowly, so the girls would not hear him. “Ha, you have no room or any right to talk about my daughters like that. They are nine years of age. Of course, they have not learnt any self-restraint and the urge to resist listening in on other peoples conversations, they’re young and impressionable.”

He added coldly, “Grow the hell up, both of you. Jesus H Christ, Jack is only nine, a sight brighter and has more commonsense then the two of you combined.”

He went on, “You two need to fucking learn to have your poisonous conversation and fuck each other’s brains out when the girls have gone to bed and you know for certain they aren’t going to wake up.” He added, “Better yet control yourselves and wait until they are out of the house. Like for example, at the weekends when I have them stay with me. Christ you two, we’re not fucking horny, hormonal, teenagers anymore.”

He went on angrily, hardly succeeding in keeping his voice lowered to a level the girls would not overhear. “I do not want to have to hear my daughters telling me and Nikki again, that when they were three fucking years of age, their mother would send them to their rooms, or turn on the TV set full blast, while you two fucked each other’s brains out like a pair of overly heated and hormonal teenagers.”

He concluded, “You Bleu are a fucking bad influence upon my daughters. You are just as bad Vanessa. I don’t want them turning into miniature poisonous bitch snakes like their mother, thank you very much.”

Bleu growled, “Wait just a fucking minute, Efron.” Zac growled in return, cutting him off, “No, you wait just a fucking minute and listen to me.” He added, “Layla and Michelle never acted up like this when I lived at home and you fucking well know it, Vanessa.”

He went on, “Never before, until he moved in, did my daughters tell me that their mother was screwing another guy and loudly at that, without a care as to whether they could hear or not, whilst they were still under the same roof.”

He added, “They never picked fights with others, never sprouted crap about Nikki, which they could have only ever heard from your foul jealous and cheating gob, Vanessa.”

He concluded, “How fucking dare you allow the girls to overhear you talking about Nikki like that. You are a jealous cunt. You know I never loved you or could have ever loved you the way I have and always will be in love with Nikki. That is why you cheated on me with fucking bleu here,” he gestured angrily and venomously to the dark skinned man, who was glowering darkly at him.

Corbin and Zac looked at Vanessa, noticing how very quite she had gone. Moreover, the fact she was not denying what Zac said, left Corbin with a sickening feeling deep in his stomach, while Zac was grinning widely in a smug and knowing fashion.

Zac clapped his hands together and said; “Now boys and girls, I shall leave you to discuss what has been brought up here, as I have a feeling that I have opened one hell of a can of worms here. Play nice you two and see to it that my daughters don’t overhear your bitching cat fight, as I don’t wanna hear about it from them.”

He walked over to the door and called over his shoulder cheerily, “See you next weekend.” He opened and closed the door behind him, before either of them could react.