For the first time in a long while I feel like writing again, and as always, four brothers is where I turn…
I don´t own four brothers.
"There is also the matter of the guardianship of Jackson Mercer…"
Despite the rage that had been simmering below the surface all afternoon, hell, for the last month, he pushed it down, down down underneath the pain that was always lurking nowdays. "What´s the problem?"
Evelyn have him a scolding look before turning back to the asshole behind the desk. "I want Jack to stay with me, he´s gotten to know us and as his teachers will tell you, the fighting has lessened and he´s passing math this year. He´s moving forward, moving him will slow, or maybe even stop that". The last words had that stern steel in them that he knew his mother was capable of producing.
"Explain the French revolution to me?"
Jack groaned loudly and Bobby raised an eyebrow . "The French".
"We´ve been at this for two hours now Bobby… "
"Yeah the test is tomorrow right? When were you gonna study?"
The look Jack gave him told him there was never any plan to study for the history test.
"What does it matter"
"It matters". Bobby´s tone was firm. "The french revolution".
Before Jack could answer Angel strode in, jacket in hand. "Hey Jack wanna shoot some hoops?"
"No. He´s studying" Bobby interrupted while taking a sip of his coffee.
"He can study later" Angel shrugged.
"No he can´t study later, the test is tomorrow and get the fuck out so he can answer one damn question at least".
"When did you study? Pretty sure you never studied or showed to any of your tests" Jack pointed out sourly.
"That´s right" Bobby shrugged.
"Why torture me then" Jack mumbled and took and downed his coke, a depressed look on his face.
"Because I care".
Even though his chest as always felt lighter when his brother said something like that, and he couldn´t stop the small smile on his face, Jack shook his head. "Caring is not forcing me to study Bobby".
"You have no idea Jack…"
A short something something.