Hidden Secrets
By: Rogue21493
Summary: Bobby left a secret in Chicago, when he left for his mom's funeral. Only his mom knew about the said, secret. When his secret shows up suddenly, three months afterward with secrets of their own, what's going to go down this time?
Disclaimer: I wish I owned them! Especially Jack! :D hehe. But I don't and I only own my own freaking characters!
A/N: I hope you guys like this! I want to thank my reviewers/fans who understood why I was moving all of my Four Brother stories over to my Rogue21493 account! I love you all! (Hugs everyone and hands out cookies and milk) Hehe, enjoy! I hope you guys like this story! I'm also, as I type this note, trying to work on a JackOC story finally! You guys know, I LOVE Jack and I've been trying to write a JackOC story but it just doesn't turn out xD Or the idea sucks. Well, anyway, enjoy peeps!
Being A Secret Sucks
( pov??)
Being a secret sucks. 'Cause when you say your somebody, like a kid that no one knew about, and you tell them, they look at you like your nuts.
Ugh, sorry about starting it like that.
Let's start back at the beginning before I made a ass out of myself.
Earlier
Alright, well my name is Raleigh. My first name is said, like Riley. Just a different way of spelling it, okay?
Well, anyway, I live -or lived- in Chicago with my mom and her husband; my step dad. It sucks. Why? My mom is a bitch and pretty much makes me a slave and Andrew -her husband- is a ass. He gets pissed, he hits, yells and curses at things and people. Mainly me and my mom.
Now if your thinking, 'what about your birth dad?', right? Well, my dad I love. I see him pretty much everyday, since my mom and Andrew don't give fuck what I do, as long as I do what they tell me to do first. Anyway, my dad and I are pretty close.
I love hanging out with him and joking with him and all that. But my dad, left three months ago. He went to his mom's funeral.
I wanted to go with him, but my mom wouldn't let me and my dad said that it might be better that I stay in Chicago for a while. And that just sucks ass, dude.
Well, since he left, he hasn't came back. Mom and Andrew throw it in my face. Saying shit and all that. Like; 'he left you, get the hell over it' and shit y'know? Well, I know he hasn't. Why? First off, I have his cell number and I have called. And yes, I have gotten him. But whenever I ask if he's coming back or if I can visit, he always says 'soon'. What the hell, right? And each time I just couldn't help but think, that if I had told him about Andrew beating me (it got worse when Dad wasn't in town, since he -Andrew- could get away with more) and mom's drinking and using drugs, he'd have me in Detroit so fast it would make your head spin!
And finally, like a normal person I had, had enough. It was just too much. The drinking, drugs, beatings and everything else. So, guess what I did. I went and got some money from Andrew's wallet when he was passed out from having a few too many and went and bought me a bus ticket to Detroit. I had a little bit of money of my own, but it wouldn't get me far, so you believe I got a real good amount from Andrew's wallet.
So, anyway I caught my bus and was on my way to Detroit. I found where my dad lived real easy, by looking in a damn phonebook for Mercer. And I started on my way.
And that's where I found myself ten minutes later. Right in front of my dad's childhood home. I'm not counting his foster homes.
I went up to the door and knocked on it, waiting for someone to answer. Someone did. Not my dad, no. But one of my Uncles. Jack, I think if I'm remembering right.
"Hi, can I help you?" he asked, looking at me a bit confused. Maybe cause he had never seen me before or because, I looked like my dad, his big brother.
"Yeah, hi. I'm looking for Bobby Mercer. This is where he lives, right?" I asked, getting a tighter hold on my black duffel bag.
"Uh, yeah. But um, Bobby's not here right now."
"Shit," I grumbled. It hadn't really occurred to me, that my dad might not be home, when I would show up. Dammit.
"But, you can come in and wait if you want," Jack offered.
I smiled at him. "Thanks."
I followed him in and I sat my two bags (besides a duffel bag I had my book bag) on the floor next to the couch in the living room. I stood kinda awkwardly, as Jack grabbed the remote and turned down the tv. He glanced at me and smirked a little at me being a bit well, he probably thought I was being shy.
"You can sit down," he told me, before going into another room.
"Thanks."
I sat down on the couch and looked around. So, this was where my dad lived. Cool. Jack came back in then, with a beer and a coke. I'm betting the beer was for him. Sure enough, he handed me the coke He sat down on the other end of the couch.
"Uh, my names Raleigh by the way. Don't you know not to let strangers into the house?" I joked
He chuckled. "I think I can handle a... 14, 15, 16 year old girl," he teased.
I would have said something about the girl comment but I could tell he was teasing from the little smirk.
I looked away a bit nervously and looked at the pictures hanging up. My eyes stayed on any with my dad in them.
"So, how do you know Bobby?" he asked, taking a swallow of his beer.
I popped the tab of my coke and took a swallow. I licked my lips and took a secret deep breath. I then twisted in my seat so, I was facing Jack.
"It's a long story," I told him.
He shrugged. "That's fine."
"Okay, maybe not that long. But anyway..." I stopped and thought for a second. Did he know my dad had a daughter? I shook my head. "You see... Okay, this is gonna come as a huge freaking shock. My full name is Raleigh Elizabeth Mercer." I paused.
Jack who had his beer bottle neck right at his lips stopped and looked at me. "What? Wait, are you trying to say that your, that- but that's... What?" he tried to ask.
I nodded, taking a swallow of my coke. "Yeah, pretty much. Bobby Mercer is my dad. And now I know, he never told you, about me," I shrugged.
Jack just looked at me like he couldn't believe it. I looked away.
Had I made a mistake by coming out here?
A/N: Ooh. Lol Well, at least Jack is being a good host! Haha. Review!