Hey Guys this story is mine . The Character's are not but one , the OC and they are all based on me . I put my heart and soul into this story , and Would like to hear your opinions on it ok. Warning this story is rated M for later stuff and there maybe parts missing, or parts I just didn't add. I'm sorry I tried doing this off memory. So enjoy and please consider on review please

- Vampria

Funerals and Bravery

After the funeral and the gathering at Jeremiah Mercer's house. Jack Mercer couldn't handle being in the depressed crowed anymore. He walked out into the cold, down the driveway and lit a smoke.

"Hey you little fairy. I'm going home, ya comin?" Jack glared at his older brother, Bobby.

"Nah. I think I'll head to the bar. And I'm not gay!" Jack turned and walked down the street to the nearest bar.

He opened the door. Warm air and the smell of beer greeted him. He took off his scarf and coat, revealing a tight black tee underneath.

"Drink?" The bartender asked.

"Jack." He reached back for his wallet.

"Bottle or mug?"

"Bottle." He handed him the money and took the bottle.

Jack turned and leaned against the bar. He faced the stage to see the next act. His eyes widened as they took in the sight of the beautiful girl. She had short black hair that had a bang hanging over one of her hazel eyes, two thick pieces that cupped her pale face. The back of her hair was short enough to spike.

She was wearing a blood red shirt and a black ripped denim skirt with black converses. He finally pulled his gaze from her as she spoke.

"How's everyone doing!?" The bar filled with the roar of slurred howls. Jack just smirked to himself; taking a swig of his Jack Daniels. She gave a smile and the music started.

"Na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

I miss you.

Miss you so bad.

I don't forget you.

Oh it's so sad.

I hope you can hear me.

I remember it clearly!

The day you slipped away.

Was the day I found it won't be the same, oh"

Jack watched as she swayed to the music.

"Na, na ,na, na, na, na, na.

I didn't get around to kiss you.

Goodbye on the hand.

I wish that I could see you again.

I know that I can't , oooooooooh.

I hope you can hear me.

I remember it clearly!

The day you slipped away.

Was the day I found it wouldn't be the same."

Her eyes then locked onto Jack's gaze.

"I've had my wake up,

won't you wake up?

Keep asking me why!

And I can't take it.

Wasn't fake it.

It happened you passed by!

Now you're gone,

Now you're gone.

There you go.

There you go.

Somewhere I can't bring you back!

Now you're gone.

Now you're gone.

There you go.

There you go.

Somewhere I can't bring you back!

The day you slipped away.

Was the day I found it won't be the same.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

I miss you."

Her voice faded into the ending music. Her eyes fell for Jack and she walked off stage.

Jack was always a sensitive guy ever since he was young. The song she sang reminded him of his mother. She thanked the bar tender for the gig and left. Jack sucked back the rest of his beer and put his jacket and scarf back on chasing after her. He pushed open the door. It had gotten colder and started to snow.

He looked around and saw no sign of her. He sighed, walked down the street and turned the corner. His eyes widened. He found her but she wasn't alone. Two dark figures surrounded her. She seemed scared. One of the figures grabbed her.

"Let go!" She wrenched away but the other one grabbed her by the hair, pulling and pinning her to the wall by her neck as she tried to run. Jack could hear her gasping for air.

"You know what? We shouldn't have to ask." One of the men said.

"We should take!"

The man with the hand to her throat agreed. He snaked his hand up the girls shirt. Jack's eyes flashed back to her, she squirmed and gasped as the cold air on her flesh.

Rage then took over Jack. He charged shoulder first into the man that restrained her by the neck, knocking him to the ground. Jack was grabbed by the shoulder and whirled around and hit in the face hard. He stumbled back but stood his ground. Jack's cheek stung.

He glared at the guy and tackled him to the hard, cold ground. Jack threw his fists, not caring where they hit as long as it hurt.

Jack finally stopped and looked down at the bleeding unconscious guy that lay beneath him. He pulled himself to his feet and glanced down at the girl. She was knocked out cold and probably freezing. The men had removed the coat and hat that kept her warm.

He knelt beside her, removing his jacket and laying it on her. He then scooped her up into his arms. Finding her lighter than she appeared. He carried her eighteen blocks before reaching his destination.

He walked up the dark front steps and glanced through the window, it was dark meaning no one was up. Just as Jack hoped. He shifted the girl in his arms so he could open the door. He carried her through the threshold and up the stairs trying to get up them as quiet as possible.

He placed the girl on his bed and covered her to her chin in the blanket. He then grabbed a pillow and blanket for himself, throwing it to the floor. He removed his shirt and shoes and laid down. He rolled over onto his side thinking of what he's going to say to Bobby in the morning. He closed his eyes and drifted into a deep sleep.