A/N: Alright so this is my first 4B fic, I don't know if it's any good or not but it's almost done but I'm not going to post all the chapters right away, so please give feedback good bad whatever. Hope its not too mary sue but ya know what isn't these days?
Disclaimer: hello if I owned Mark Whalberg and Garrett Hedlund yea lets just leave it at I don't before things get too graffic! lol
My name is Taylor, Taylor Bertoni and I guess I was about 8 years old when I met the Mercer boys they were just as obnoxious then as they are now which really isn't too surprising when you think about it. But anyway on with the story I was playing on a playground down the street from my house and all of a sudden this tall lanky kid walks up to me and kisses my cheek, well I freak out turn around and punch the kid, little did I know that my one punch would scar him with the nickname of fairy. Yes that little lanky kid was Jack Mercer that day I met all the Mercer boys because you see when you pick on one you get them all and Angel decided he wanted a piece of me.
He walked over and got in my face, "get away from me you over grown punk" I say as I punch him as well, Bobby and Jeremiah found this absolutely hilarious and Evelyn just didn't know what to think.
"Now now young lady that's no way to treat somebody" She said coming over scolding me.
"yea well you have to be able to take care of yourself, that's what my brother told me" I replied.
"and where exactly is your brother now" Ev questioned getting irritated.
"six feet under" I replied bluntly
Ev just stood there she wasn't quite sure what to say, but bobby did, "jeeze ma that sure shocked the shit outta you" He said that everytime we revisited that story.
After that I was a permanent staple at the Mercer house, my dad and brother were firefighters and died in a warehouse fire when I was 6, it was later determined an arson when I was older I tried to dig up some info on that but I could never come up with anything even remotely helpful. My mom was great I loved her to death , until she up and died on me my mom truly was the greatest woman that ever lived.
I think I got along around the Mercer house so well because I was quickly accepted by bobby not a hard thing to do when your personality greatly mirrors his. I'm sarcastic as hell, a fiery temper the likes of which no man or woman would ever tempt but I was a bit more open about my heart which I personally appreciated.
But that leaves me here 13 years later and returning to Detroit I got out as soon as I could but now I'm back. Ev died a year ago and we had a pretty bad scare with Jackie but hes ok now the only thing I regret is I didn't come back, I had a boyfriend and a job and just wasn't worrying about what was important to me or else I would have been back in a flash but I'm here now and that's what counts.