A Reason For Everything
The way I'm going to do this; the story would be the way the movie was but with minor modifications to fulfill my own personal fantasies. Which means that things that were suppose to happen maybe won't happen. It's like have you ever thought, how things would be like if you didn't miss the bus? Or if another character or person was added into your life, your fate/future could/may change? It's a kinda like what if this movie had this? And didn't have that.
I don't own Four Brothers, they belong to their rightful owners.
This is a Jack Fan Fic, tis my second one so if you have read my first ever fan fic you would find similarities. Kinda.
Here we go, are you ready?
Wait! I have to ask this, put your hands up if you love Garrett Hedlund/Jack Mercer? hands and feet up
Chapter 1 - Unwanted News
The naked body laid in the bed alone, covered only by a thin layer of quilt. It was a hot night.
She laid there sleeping peacefully till she was abruptly woken up by the cell phone from the other side of her bedside table. Her guest's cell phone. She dozed off shortly as the person answered his call.
"Do you realize what time it is, Jerry?"
"What the hell is the point having a cell if you're not planning to pick it up? I tried to call you all evening."
"What is it man, you're talking to me now, what's up?"
"It's ma, she was killed in a liquor-store holdup..."
She woke up soon after, sensing that something was not right. She rolled over to feel the missing piece, the other body that was supposed to be accompanying hers, there wasn't one. She sat up, adjusting her green eyes to the darkness of the room, a tall shadow appeared in the corner of her eye. "Jack?" She called out, worried voice. "What's wrong?"
"I, uhh, I gotta go, Constance" Jack's voice echoed from the corner. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry?" Constance questioned his apology. "It's 4 in the morning, what's so important that you have to leave now?"
Jack was silent for a moment, as he climbed into his pants, a sigh escaped his mouth as he thought about what he was told not long ago. He quickly put on his shirt as he let out, "My mum's dead." before slipping out the door.
Her heart raced faster as soon as she heard that, she didn't have the chance to meet Evelyn but countered a few phone calls together. Constance knew how much Evelyn meant to Jack, she was regretting her irritable bad moods in the mornings, pushing Jack with the question.
I am not the greatest writer, and have been busy with work everyday so i get a kick out of this. Have i told you how much i love reviews:D
Ok, i need a Bobby lover or anybody who knows what's inside his mind. I need a little help with his character, brother to my dearest Jack. Ok, fine! Our dearest Jack. So please anyone whose good with Bobby's insults, comebacks, brotherly yet teasing consultations. Please message me or whatever. I need help!!
From Tini.