Hey ya'll. So this is my latest story :) I've started it before the movie, I'm thinking Bobby's around 24, Jeremiah is about 22, Angel's about 20, and Jack is about 18. I really hope you enjoy, I've got stuff planned out up here *taps head* please R&R, my muse absolutely adores reviews ;) Thanks ya'll!
-Carlene
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"God dammit Amelia, could you actually try to do something? You lazy ass."
"You know what Randy? I've been moving crap all day, you just got here, so who's the lazy one now?" Amelia stood up to her older brother, her five foot four frame was mini in comparison to him.
"I ain't lazy." He scoffed, crossing his arms.
"Bullshit!" She shouted, pushing him on his chest.
"Amelia Lorraine! You shouldn't talk to your brother like that!" Their mother scolded.
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes, closing her black wool peacoat tighter around her body, watching the snow fall. She grabbed a box, walking inside and placing it by the stairs.
"Stupid bitch..." She heard her brother mumble, placing a box in the kitchen.
"You know what Randy? I know you aren't fuckin happy about movin, and I know you hate having me as a sister, that ain't nothin new. But I don't have to deal with your shit okay? So stop trying to fuck with me, calling me names, I don't need any of that okay? So back off."
"Why should I?"
"You two, would you stop fighting? For crying out loud, we-we don't need this today!" Amelia looked up at her mother, her blonde hair a mess, snow covering the box she was carrying, her eyes dark from being tired. She knew her mother didn't want to deal with them fighting along with moving. Instead of swapping some choice words with Randy she shrugged him off and walked back out to the moving van.
She grabbed another box, labeled Mom and Dad's room and stacked a couple small boxes on top before turning and walking back into the house. This whole routine carried on for at least another half hour, and the van was looking like more spacious in the back. Amelia knew this was going to be different here in Detriot then it had been in Portland. Shit, there had never been this much snow in Oregon.
"Amelia! Come eat!" She turned her head towards the house, a two story, baby blue house, not much different than the house they'd lived in before, it just didn't have a driveway, or a garage.
"Amelia! Come on!" Her mother shouted out the door.
"I'm coming!" She yelled back, ducking her head against the snow and the wind. She walked up over the curb and ran into what felt like a brick wall, causing her to fall on her butt.
"My goodness, Bobby, you should really watch where your walking!" She looked up to see a guy, who looked to be about early to mid twenties possibly, with dark hair, and nearly black eyes.
"I'm sorry." He smirked, reaching a hand out to her.
"It's alright, I should've been looking for where I was going." She explained, wiping herself off.
"No, dear, Bobby should've been watching." She looked over to see a white haired lady with bright blue eyes smiling at her. "Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself. My names Evelyn Mercer, this is my son Bobby." She extended a hand out to her.
"My name's Amelia, Amelia Billings." She shook her hand, offering up the warmest smile she could.
"Nice to meet you Amelia. We actually live next door." Evelyn pointed to the brown house, the one on the end of the street. "So, where did you move from?"
"We moved from Portland, Oregon."
"Amelia Lorrai- Oh hello!" Amelia glanced up to see her mother walking towards them.
"Hey mom, this is Evelyn Mercer, and her son Bobby." Amelia motioned towards the pair on the sidewalk, "They live next door."
"Oh, hi, I'm Charlotte, Amelia's mother. My son Randy's inside." Evelyn and her mother exchanged their greetings, shaking hands and smiling.
"You've had a long move out here."
"Yeah, we have, and by the looks of it the trucks still not empty.." Charlotte sighed.
"Oh, I can have my boys help you, just send Amelia over when your done eating dinner. I'm sure they'll make the load a little lighter."
"You have more sons?" Amelia asked curiously.
"Yes, three more actually. Jeremiah, Angel, and Jack. Jack is actually about your age." Evelyn smiled.
"Oh." She said simply.
"Yeah, well, we'll leave you to eat, just come over when your finished, they'll be happy to help."
"Alright, come on now Amelia, dinner's getting cold. Is was nice meeting you."
"Nice meeting you too." And with that the two pairs went their seperate ways.
"Well they seem like a nice family." Her mother smiled, closing the door behind her.
"Yeah, they do." Amelia nodded, sitting down on the couch, a plate of mac and cheese in her lap.
"Who?" Randy asked, scraping up the last bit on his plate.
"The Mercer's, our neighbors. A lady named evelyn and four sons." Her mother explained, dishing herself up some food.
"Ah, I hope they aren't any trouble." He shrugged.
"I'm sure they won't be, now eat your dinner."
The three finished up their dinners quickly, barely more than two words said between each other.
"Well, now that that's done, Amelia, would you mind going over and asking the boys to help?"
"No, I'm just going to go to the bathroom first." Amelia smiled, ducking into the small bathroom. She checked her face, her green eyes shining back at her, her light freckles over the bridge of her nose were still there, her auburn hair still curled like it had before. She slid a bit of chapstick over her dry lips before leaving.
"I'm going to go get them!" Amelia called, slipping on her peacoat and a white and black checkered scarf.
"Okay! Randy, get out there and help them move."
"Okay, whatever." Randy shrugged on his coat.
Amelia followed Randy outside, taking the short walk down the sidewalk to the Mercer residence. She walked into the enclosed front porch, tapping lightly on the front door.
She waited about a minute, and nothing. She knocked again, a bit more forceful.
"Wait a minute!" She heard a gruff voice from behind the door.
"Okay, jeeze." Amelia mumbled, crossing her arms before the door was whipped wide opened. A boy, who looked to be about Amelia's age was standing in front of her. God, what was his name? James? Jake? Jeff? Jason?
"Hey." He said, his pink lips turning up in a corner.
"Hey, I'm Amelia, we're moving in next door? Your mother said to come over...?" She asked shyly.
"Oh yeah, mom said something about it. Come in." He smiled, opening the door wider. She stepped in behind him, choosing to stay in the entry way.
"Hey ma! That neighbor girl is here!" He called up the stairway, Evelyn appearing at the top.
"You know she does have a name.." She mumbled, "It's nice to see you again Amelia. Let me just get the boys. Jeremiah! Bobby! Angel! Amelia's here! From next door!" She shouted.
"Give them a minute dear, so how was dinner?" Evelyn turned to her.
"It was okay, just mac and cheese.." She trailed off, watching two guys come down the stairs, and Bobby appearing from the living room.
"There you are. Now boys, this is Amelia." Evelyn gestured towards her, causing them to wave and exchange various greetings. "And Amelia, this is Angel," She gestured towards the tall dark bald man, "This is Jeremiah.." She pointed to a shorter dark guy, with a head of curly black hair, "You've met Bobby before." She shrugged to Bobby.
"Yeah, when he knocked her over.." Jerry laughed while Amelia could feel the heat rushing to her cheeks.
"Oh, it was an accident. And last but not least, this is Jack." She placed her hand on the boy's shoulder. He smirked again, Amelia couldn't deny the fact that he was cute. His blue eyes were striking, and his dark blonde hair was messy in just the right fashion to be adorable.
"Now you boys go with Amelia, make yourselves useful and help her move those things into her house."
Amelia watched the guys grab their coats and shoes, shuffling out the door behind her.
"Hey, Randy, now you have help. This is Bobby, Angel, Jeremiah, and Jack." She waved a hand towards each of the boys, "This is my older brother Randy, if he gets to be an ass like normal, just punch him."
Amelia grabbed a small box, as the guys brought in large boxes, probably clothes, and books, she thought one of them might've had the tv. With four extra sets of hands, the van was cleared out in a matter of a half hour.
"Do you want us to move these into the correct rooms, not just leave them here?" Bobby asked.
"Uhm, sure. That'd be a huge help." Amelia smiled, she'd been left with the guys to move the boxes, her mother had gone to bed a while ago, and her brother was sleeping on the couch.
"So, which goes where?" Angel questioned.
"Uhm, my moms moved her things into her room. My brothers room is upstairs, the second one on the left. And obviously the kitchens there, the bathroom ones can be left wherever, and living room goes where the lazy ass is sleepin. And, my bedroom stuff can just go by the basement door."
"Ouch, basement bedroom in a detriot winter? You gonna be freezin your tiny white ass off." Bobby laughed.
"Oh well, as long as I'm far away from that ass," She hitched a thumb in Randy's direction,"I'm fine."
"You two don't get along huh?"
"That's not even close to describing it." She rolled her eyes.
"Okay, well, Jack how bout you help miss Amelia here actually move her stuff down to her room, so's she's not dragging it down there at midnight."
"He doesnt have to-" She began to protest.
"He's gonna, okay?" Bobby was quick to cut her off.
"Yeah." Jack smirked, picking up a couple of the boxes and starting off downstairs. Amelia was quick to follow, a box in hand.
"So, Ma didn't say, where'd you move from?" Jack asked, trying to start some small talk.
"Portland, Oregon."
"Long move." He smirked again, "So where do you want this?"
"Uhm, you can just put it there in the corner, or at the end of the mattress is fine."
"Your probably gonna be wanting more blankets then just the one if you don't want to be an ice cicle in the mornin." He waved a hand towards her makeshift bed.
"Yeah. I can get some later." She shrugged, she was surprised. This was the most she'd heard Jack talk all night. The way he stood was defensive, his arms crossed over his chest, usually looking down at his feet. Something had to have happened to him, she knew Evelyn would never do anything to make him like this.
"Hey, ya'll done suckin face to get up here and bring more boxes down?" She recognized Angels voice coming from upstairs, Amelia felt her face turn bright red. She was too busy looking at her feet to see Jacks face was about the same color.
The pair came back upstairs to see all the boxes besides Amelia's were moved to the right place.
"Jeeze, you guys move fast." She shook her head.
"Yeah, I guess, let's finish up, so all of us can get some sleep." Jerry sighed, picking up a box, Bobby, Angel and Jack took the rest.
"Well, that was a lot faster than it would've been if I'd been by myself. Thanks a ton you guys." Amelia smiled.
"Not a problem, hey, if you need anything, you know where we live. And I took the liberty of writing our phone number down in the kitchen." Jeremiah explained.
"Okay, oh my goodness, the time." Amelia sighed, looking up at the clock, whose face showed it was almost nine, "I was going to go run get stuff for breakfast.."
"Your not gonna go now, I don't even want to know what they'd do to a pretty girl like you out there. You don't want to go walking alone, take your brother with you, or if anything, ask one of us." Bobby nodded to his brothers, "We'll take care of you."
"Heh, thanks. Well, it's getting late, I'm guessing you guys will want to be going home."
"Yeah, you probably want to get to sleep." Jack nodded.
"Yeah." Amelia couldn't help but smile, what was this boy doing to her?
"Mhm," Bobby looked between the pair, "Well, it was nice meeting you and your family. I'm sure we'll be seeing you around."
"See ya, it was nice meeting you." Jeremiah shook her hand once more before heading out the door.
"Be seein ya around." Angel inclined his head towards her before following Jerry.
"Come on Jackie-poo. Again, it was nice meeting you." Bobby grasped her hand and shook it.
"It was nice to meet you. Try not to turn into an ice cicle." Jack laughed, Amelia giggling along with him.
"See ya around. It was nice meeting all of you." Amelia smiled, watching the guys leave the porch and walk home before heading to bed.
She was very happy she'd met the Mercer's, all of them had their varied identities. Evelyn was so sweet, while Bobby was kind of show off-ish and seemed like a hot head. Then you had kind Jeremiah, and Angel who seemed to think plenty of himself, but would still help people. The, of course, there was Jack who seemed a total mystery to her.
Jack had a hidden past, she knew that. Maybe he'd been transferred a lot so he didn't want to get close to people. That seemed like a reasonable explanation. But maybe it was something totally different, Amelia knew she was going to find out. Evelyn would probably know. She was his adoptive mother after all.
Amelia slipped into her sweatpants, opting for a sweatshirt rather than her normal t-shirt for warmth, and crawled into bed, sleep coming like a blanket.
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"So Fairy, you got a crush on the new neighbor huh?" Bobby asked, nudging his younger brother in the shoulder.
"What? No. We're just friends."
"Uh-huh. So why were you joking around with her, and like watching her. I'm pretty sure you like her Jackie.." Bobby grinned.
"It's called being personable Bobby, you might not know how, but people do it all the time." Jack rolled his eyes, pulling a large t-shirt over his head for pajamas.
"Mhm, Jackie's got a crush, Jackie's got a crush." Bobby said in a sing song voice, making his way down the hall to his own room.
Jack shut his door, slipped on a pair of pajama pants, and laid down in bed. Maybe Bobby was right? He knew he felt different about Amelia. She seemed like an awesome girl. But he didn't know if he could trust her. With his past, Jack didn't trust anyone easily, but he'd been joking around with her, well once at least. That had to show some trust. He wondered what a seemingly decent girl would want with a fuck up like him. Who knew. She probably didn't, and he knew that. But it couldn't hurt to think, right?
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