FOUR BROTHERS

MICHIGAN MERCERS

Chapter 1

By Pure Black

Beta: Tammy

Info: This is the REAL Michigan Mercers, my other story protect me from what I want was previously posted underneath this title.

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Bobby watched the rain pour down the window of his car. He was heading back home to Detroit after an absence of two years. Time had passed quickly, almost to quickly. In a way this whole scenario had a deja vue feeling to it. Roughly two and a half years ago he had been in exactly the same situation. Two and a half year ago, give or take a few weeks, he had been on his way home to go see his mother's funeral, and Jackie had been shoot. Jack had survived and the whole ordeal with finding his mother's killer had been over and dealt with. Sweet was dead: it was finished. Everything had been peaceful. Jack had been allowed to go back home from the hospital only a week after the shooting and together Angel, Jeremiah and himself had taken care of their baby brother. Then, two and a half years ago he had made a fatal mistake.

Bobby stopped his car. If he drove while thinking about his mistake he wouldn't mind the road. He knew that by experience.

FLASH BACK

Bobby and Jack took a walk in the neighbourhood. A couple of guys screamed faggot to Jack and Jack had to physically restrain Bobby from beating the shit out of them. Jack had forcefully dragged him away from the men and over to a park bench away from the guys.

"Shit Jackie! Since when did you have muscles?" He said as he tried to wind down.

"I've always had them but I figured why use them when I can let my brothers do all the work?" he said in his usual teasing, half dry voice.

"Well you aren't getting away with it no more!" I told him warningly and pointed my finger at him. He have me a grin that quickly faded and I knew something was up.

"Alright, out with it baby brother!" I said and pulled him into a half hug, very macho and rough. It seemed to be enough for him to make up his mind.

"Look Bobby, you know all those fairy jokes you provide?" he asked.

"Yeah? What about them?"

"It isn't funny no more, not that it ever was to begin with." Jack said seriously.

"How do you figure that little brother?" I asked calmly. I wasn't about to give in; Jack simply had to like the situation here. I leaned back and spread my legs wide. I was so busy getting familiar with the bench that I almost missed his response.

"Coz it's true."

I blinked. My facial features must have showed my surprise because Jack looked unsettled.

"What?" I asked dazed. Jackie jumped up and stood looming over me like an ominous shadow.

"It is true, alright? You have been right about me all these fucking years!" Jackie yelled at me.

"Oh shit," I said still in shock. I looked at my brothers' grim face.

"'Oh shit' Bobby? Is that all you've got to say? Well fuck you man!" Jackie said and stormed away. That got me out of my stupor and I ran after him.

"Jackie!" I yelled. Damn, he was fast. He ignored me so I ran in front of him and blocked his path.

"Jackie, Jack, JACK!" I yelled up his face. I grabbed hold of his shoulders and he finally stopped.

"What?" He spat.

"Hey man, why are you acting up and shit? I am still your bigger brother and I can still kick your ass. Look, I don't care what you are. You are a fairy, so fucking what?" I said with conviction.

"Why don't you care? You've always called homosexuals fagots and all kinds of names."

"So? It's just words, alright?" I said quickly when it looked like Jack might walk away again.

"How do I know for sure, huh? You might just be saying that," Jack argued. I answered without thinking.

"I know because I am in love with a man."

"…"

"Jackie! Talk to me!" I said and regretted that I was born with a big mouth. The blank look in Jackie's eyes was scary since he wasn't very good at hiding what he felt. Jackie shook his head.

"Are you saying that all these years that you've made fun of me you've been gay too?"

"Not gay Jack, BI. I see it more as a assurance of the maximum pleasure in my sex life," I said, not entirely comfortable with being referred to as gay.

"Who's the man?" Jack asked.

"What?"

"The man you're in love wit? He must be someone special if he managed to catch a Mercer, and you as to that."

"He's a Mercer himself," I said and slapped a hand over my mouth. What the fuck is wrong with you today! My brains screamed at me. I wanted to rip out my own goddamn tongue when I saw Jack pale drastically.

"Which one of us is it?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"That's it. Let's go Jack," I said and turned around. I began to walk home since I didn't want to answer any more questions. The little pest had other thoughts in mind and followed me.

"Which one Bobby? Tell me!" Jack shouted. I ignored him and kept walking.

"Answer me Bobby. Which one of your brothers do you want to fuck?" he yelled. I was startled when he turned me around and punched me. I lost my balance and fell down but I got up quickly.

"What the fuck?" I yelled as I blocked another punch thrown my way. "What the hell are you doing? I fucking taught you how to fight!" I yelled.

"Just answer the goddamn question Bobby!" When Jack hit me again I lost my temper and rage took over. I punched him over and over again until Jack was down on the ground. Then I realized I was crying.

"I fucking love you Jack!" I yelled in despair and emotional pain. He looked up at me with disgust.

"I love you man," I said again and tried to hug him but he shoved me away.

"You're disgusting Bobby! Lusting after your own brother. Well guess what, you aren't no brother of mine!" he spat. I was stunned.

"Jackie…" I said weakly.

"No! Leave me and my brothers alone, you hear!" I looked down on him but I didn't recognize him as my brother. Behind all that blood there was a fierce face staring back at me, full of anger and determination.

I was not wanted.

So I left.

END FLASHBACK

Bobby sighed deeply and continued to drive towards his childhood home. He liked to call it home; even through he hadn't lived their all his life. He also owned an apartment now, but he didn't refer to it as 'home'.

He had gotten a phone call from Jerry two days ago. He had been surprised to say the least. When he left two years ago, he had left without saying good-bye; he didn't even leave a note and no telephone number, no nothing.

Jerry must have been searching for him for a very long time.

Jerry had been very short. He had told him to come home because something was very wrong, but no matter how much Bobby has tried to get more information, Jerry was like a brick wall.

"You'll see when ya get here," he had said.

So Bobby was now worrying himself sick while driving hours and hours a day to get home. He wasn't going home alone however. He glanced in the drivers mirror and looked at the backseat. A man in his mid 30's like himself lay sprawled with a blanket over him. He was sound asleep. He wondered what his brothers would think about his guest, but he couldn't leave him right now. Thank god it's only an hour left of this hell ride, he thought as he saw the road sign.

He parked his car outside his mum's house.

"Home sweet home" he murmured without any happiness. He really didn't want to face his brothers right now. He knew he'd be confronted, even if Jackie hadn't told the others about his sexual preferences. Still, Jack might have.

"Double shit in that case," Bobby murmured and stepped out of the car. He closed his front door and opened the back.

"Jared, come on wake up!" he told the man underneath the blanked. His efforts of waking him up were in vain however. He gave up when Jared didn't even twitch an eye after being poked at… hard.

"Sleep then you piece of shit. I have no idea why I keep you around anyway." Bobby muttered angrily as he began to hoist the man up.

He looked at the white, almost deadly pale face and the shadows underneath his eyes. The corners of his eyelids were slightly reddish. Jared was a handsome man, yes you could still see that, but right now nobody could get past the fact that he was sick.

"You're heavy as fuck Jared," Bobby complained as he lifted the man up bridal style. It wouldn't be right to leave Jared in the car. Bobby kicked the door closed so the whole neighborhood must have heard it. His brothers certainly did.

The front door opened and Angel poked out his head. Closely behind him stood Jerry and Jack. Bobby ignored the last person mentioned.

"Bobby! What's going on?" Angel asked and came out to help him.

"It's alright. I've got him," Bobby said. "Look, I'll explain inside. Just hold up the door for me." Bobby went inside and placed Jared on the coach. His mind registered that everything was still looking the same.

"What's wrong with him?" Angel asked and nodded towards Jared.

"Nothing." They all looked at him as if he were crazy. "Look, it's non of your goddamn business. Let him sleep for a while, and he'll be fine after that. Now tell me why the hell you brought me here when I obviously have other business to take care off as you can see."

Angel and Jerry looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Bobby didn't know what Jack thought since he had refused to even look at his little brother.

"Well Bobby… shit I don't know where to begin," Jerry finally said. He didn't have to because Bobby's cell phone rang.

"Hang on guys, I have to answer." They nodded. "Yah, Bobby." The others looked on with great interest and he tried hard to ignore them.

"No, I am home… Detroit. Yah, Jared is with me. No shit? Are you shitting me? She's gonna kill me. Are you sure? All right, all right. I believe you but shit… I promised I was gonna be there for the birth. I can't believe I am missing it! So you're in the waiting room? For how long have you been there? Three hours! Fuck, that's a long time. You have me worried here, that's my girl in there!" he glanced up briefly when he heard gasps and he saw the shocked faces of his brothers staring back at him. "Look, I'll call you later, alright? Give them all my love and I'll be there as soon as possible. Bye!" he hung up. "What are you all staring at?" he demanded.

"What was that all about? Who is that girl?" Jerry asked.

"Uh… I was going to tell you. You see I am married." The silence after that announcement was like something he had never felt before. To escape the stares he began to fuss over Jared. Jack suddenly began to laugh slightly hysterically. Then he burst out in tears and ran upstairs. Bobby sat there, not understanding anything of what was going on. Everything felt weird and awkward. Bobby had caught a glance at Jack and he had looked sickly.

Angel broke the silence.

"Jack told us."

Bobby stiffened.

"Told you what?" he stalled.

"About the whole fucking fairy thing, so I am surprised to hear you're married... To a girl. I thought Jared over there was your partner."

"What exactly did he say to you?"

Jerry sighed.

"C'mon man! Just tell us already!" he said.

"Fine. I am Bi-sexual, I am mostly with girls and I am currently married. Is that why I am here? So you can question me on my sexuality?" he asked feeling frustrated.

"No!" Angel said with a glare. "You're here because something is wrong with our baby brother. Something has been ever since you left and now it's worse than ever."

"Yeah! And why the hell did you leave? You left no note, no nothing! I've spent two years looking for your ass!" Jerry shouted.

"We'll talk about that later!" Bobby said with determination. He was not about to let himself get confronted about that right now. "Tell me about Jack instead. Is he sick?"

"No, yes. Maybe. I don't know. Jackie can't sleep at night and when he does he is screaming for you. At first we thought he was having nightmares about the shooting, but we sat down and talked to him and after that we ruled that out. He told us it wasn't because of the shooting, but coz of something else."

"What else?" Bobby immediately asked Angel. Jerry sat down in one of the armchairs.

"We don't know. He isn't talking," Angel said. Jerry and Angel exchanged a look that Bobby caught but didn't question. Normally he would but he was already out in deep waters.

"Maybe you can talk to him?" Jerry said. Bobby almost said 'not likely' but managed to bite his tongue.

"You should know that he is dangerously thin, anorexic almost. I am surprised you didn't mention it," Angel continued.

"I never looked," he said honestly. "I was preoccupied with Jared," he lied. They looked at him sceptically but didn't mention it.

"Is Ma's room empty?" Bobby asked, changing the subject.

"Yes it is but I don't know where to store that guy," Jerry said and gestured towards Jared.

"Don't worry 'bout it. He'll sleep with me." His brothers raised their eyebrows. "Not like that! C'mon just look at him, he is half dead!" Bobby burst out.

"Whatever you say big bro."

"I didn't believe it when Jack first told me. You don't look like a fairy to me," Angel said.

"Damn right I don't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to dump this piece of meat upstairs."

He picked Jared up and went up the stairs. He felt his knees bend at the extra weight and damn near fell down the way he had just come, but he somehow managed to keep upright and move past the last few steps.

"Fuck Jared, you just had to fuck yourself up, didn't you?" he said as he threw him down the bed. Jared didn't even notice.