NOTE! OK.. So.. this is my first Fan Fiction I have ever written... so please be nice. Please read and review. This is about one of my favorite movies so i hope I can do it justice.. and Four Brothers is not mine.. i don't own it.. just thought i would let that known to everyone.. so.. :) Here goes the first chapter.
*I don't have Microsoft Word so sorry if anything's spelled wrong.
Jack's POV
Chapter 1.
"It's not that he doesn't know how to do the work, it's just that he doesn't do it." I flinch hearing the words spoken by one of my teachers over the speaker phone.
The house is dark with only one light on coming from the kitchen, but the light shines into the living room. I don't know if I should sit down on the hard light brown wood chair, or backtrack out the door of the one bedroom apartment that i have to call a home for right now. I decide to make the most of what ever happens and take a seat, putting down my backpack, and pulling off my shoes that are about 3 years old and have many different holes.
I feel eyes look me up and down from behind. I turn around and see Mike shaking his head at me. I know I made the wrong decision when i decided stay but it's to late now. He comes over to me and touches my hurt back. The hurt that he cause only last night most on my back and legs, but some on my arms that my black hoodie hides.
"So you thought that you would be smart." His deep voice hits my back like a bullet shooting out of a hunting gun.
I start to shake when i know he's found me out. I did this because I though it would help, and he knows it, but i wont tell him.
"No. I really don't know how." I say and lower my head, wishing i could just disappear. I shake harder and he laughs.
"Yeah, you really do. I wish you would learn that i know everything, and i will find everything out. Don't try to hide things from me." He laughs at my tears and I only shake harder.
"I'm sorry." I say and refuse to look up. I refuse to take the pain, I can't handle this anymore.
"You should be sorry. I think you deserve what you've got coming to you." I sake my head, not really giving him an answer, but instead he pulls me up. His ice gray eyes looking through me not at me, as he leads me down the dark hall into the bed room. He starts to take off his belt and then he closes the door. I sacredly await the death of me.