Okay! My first fanfiction, EVER! Well, on this site at least!
I love Four Brothers and Bobby and Jack! ;)
Disclaimer: If I owned this movie, would I be here? Well, even if I did, I guess I would because that's how awesome this site is! Well, I guess I have to say it. I DO NOT OWN Four Brothers.The truth is sad.
Bobby stared blanking at the television, blocking out the hockey game. A full bottle of beer dangled between his fingers as he remembered what day it was. It had been a year, to the very day. Not the murder of his mother, Evelyn, not the day he and Angel shot down her killers, not the day where he punched out Victor Sweet and had him thrown in the river.
It has been a year since his youngest brother screamed for him from their front yard as he was gunned down. A year since he had picked on him about his 'big, thick meat tenderizer', since he heard the soft plucking of his guitar from down the hall, a year since he saw his smile and heard his laughter. Jack Mercer had been gone for a year, and though he was still breathing, Bobby Mercer was too.
After everything was settled with Sweet and the house was fixed, it had been two months. Bobby stopped his side 'jobs' and settled into his mother's house, working at an auto shop. Jerry returned to his wife and children as Angel was discharged from the Marines and lived a few blocks with Sofi. They came over every week for Sunday dinner until seven months ago.
FLASHBACK BEGINS
** Seven Months Ago**
The table was set for a full dinner. The girls were with Camille's parents, leaving the adults alone. Bobby sat in Evelyn's seat as Angel sat in his old seat with Sofi to his left and Jerry sat at the opposite end of the table with Camille to his right, taking his old seat. The only empty seat was Jack's, which was on Bobby left.
There was an empty plate and glass set up, as if the young man was simply running late. Bobby ate silently as the two couples talked amongst themselves. Bobby sorrow filled brown eyes continuously flickered to Jack's seat until Jerry put his knife and fork down. "Bobby, this has to stop." The elder blinked and slowly looked up, "What're you talking about, Jerry?"
The second eldest sighed, "You know what I mean. I'm tired of coming home to find you drunk on the sofa. You need to buck up, man. You're never really eating, you're drinking all the time. You can't cope like this, Bobby. You need to let Jack go. He wouldn't want to see you like this." Bobby reached up with his free hand to rub his chest, right over his heart, where the name Jack was tattooed.
"I can't let him go. I can't ever let him go, Jerry." Jerry huffed, "He was our brother too, Bobby." The elder shook his head, "It's not just that." The man slammed his hands down as he stood up, "Then what the hell is it, Bobby? Huh? Tell me!" Camille grabbed his hand, "Jerry, calm down." He ripped his hand away from his wife, "No, Camille! I want Bobby to answer me!"
He walked over and yanked Bobby up from his seat, Angel quickly following, "Jerry, leave him alone!" The ex-Marine struggled to pull Jerry away, only for his brother to elbow him in the face, knocking him down. Sofi gasped and dropped down to her knees next to Angel as Camille ran around and yanked on her husband's arm, "Jerry!"
Sofi quickly pulled her away as Jerry shook Bobby, who didn't even blink as his brother yelled, "Fucking say something! Yell at me! Hit me! Do something! Be Bobby again, damn it!" Bobby firmly pulled his brother away from him, "I can't." Jerry reached to punch him but Angel quickly grabbed his arms and pulled him back.
"Why not, Bobby?" Angel asked, sighing when the elder shook his head. Camille grabbed Bobby's hand and led him to the sofa, Sofi following. Sitting between the women, Bobby placed his head in his hands as they rubbed his back. Camille slid to the floor and tried to catch Bobby's eye, "Bobby, why can't you let Jack go? What happened?"
Bobby shook his head, making Camille sigh. She gently gripped either side of his head and made him look in her eyes, "Bobby Mercer, you tell me what's wrong." Bobby stared back, feeling as if he were a teen again and Evelyn was gently asking if he was still using. Suddenly, he poured everything out and he couldn't stop it.
He told Camille about he protected Jack when he first came to them, about how he got Jack to talk for the first time, how he held Jack after his nightmares. Then about how he saw Jack one day, how much he'd changed and how Bobby had fallen in love with his brother but how he never had the courage to tell him and now he was gone.
He broke down, Camille quickly held him to her as Sofi leaned against his back, rubbing his side as he sobbed into Camille's shoulder. Angel slowly let Jerry go, both men were shocked at their brother's breakdown/ confession. After a few minutes of crying, Bobby wiped his face off, "Sorry." Camille smiled, "It's okay, Bobby. You just sit tight. Sofi and I will clean up while the boys talk it over, okay?"
Bobby simply nodded his head. After more hugs from both women, they went into the dinning room as the brothers walked in. Angel sat beside Bobby as Jerry sat in the arm chair. The three were silent until Camille called, "I don't hear any talking, boys!" Angel chuckled, "Just like Ma." Jerry nodded then looked at Bobby, "So if you loved Jack, why'd you pick on him so much?"
Bobby shrugged, "I knew he was straight. I didn't want to get my hopes up so I thought I could hide my feelings. Great, now I sound like a fairy." Angel looked at his brother, "Is that why you never minded sharing a room with him?" The elder shook his head, "At first, it was because I knew he needed a big brother, you know, someone to watch out for him. But then it just grew. Remember that one kid who used to pick on him?"
Angel nodded, "The one that bit his neck, left him a bruise for always a month?" Bobby nodded, "Remember how he didn't come back?" Again, Angel nodded then busted out laughing, "You kicked his ass you, didn't you?" Bobby smirked, though it wasn't his old smirk, "I beat him within an inch of his life, proudly. Do you guys care? How I feel?"
Angel chuckled out, "Dude, if I cared you loved Jack, I'd beat your ass six way to next week." Jerry laughed at his brother's comment, getting a small smile from the eldest. Jerry looked around, "Place still looks the same." He cleared his throat, "Bobby, I gotta ask you something serious." The elder tilted his head up and noticed Jerry was nervous, "You didn't get messed up again, did you, Jer?"
The second eldest shook his head, "I was wondering... if you wanted to get rid of Jack's things and maybe Ma's." Bobby's eyes hardened, "Hell no." Jerry sighed, "Bobby-" "No, Jerry! Everything's staying exactly the same until Jack gets home!" The house grew quiet as Bobby glared at his brother, Camille and Sofi coming to silently stand in the doorway.
"Bobby, Jack's not coming home. You know that, we all know that," Jerry whispered. Bobby shook his head, "Everything stays until that little fairy comes in skipping through that door. I don't care if he never does." Jerry stood up, "Don't be greedy, Bobby. You need to let go." Bobby stood to be level with his brother, "I'll be greedy 'til the day I die, Jerimiah."
After a few moments of glaring, Jerry picked up his coat, "Fine then, be greedy. I guess you'll just die alone with all this stuff rotting away. Come on, Camille." Bobby watched his brother tangle his fingers with Camille's and start for the door. "You walk out that door, Jerimiah, don't you think about coming back." Said man turned back and with a hard look, he said and shook his head.
He left the house with his wife, slamming the door behind them. Angel stared at Bobby, "You aren't serious, are you?" The eldest nodded, making him sigh, "Man, that's messed up! You can't keep him outta Ma's house!" Bobby glared, "Then you can get out too!" Sofi gasped, "Boys, please! Don't be like this! You're family!"
Angel shook his head, "Come on, Sof." Sofi looked between the two brothers before following Angel outside. Bobby stood at the door, where Sofi stopped and turned around, "Be careful, Bobby. Your brothers don't need to lose another one." Before he could answer, she turned and hurried down the short steps and into Angel's car.
FLASHBACK ENDS
Sighing, Bobby clicked off the T.V. and set down his luke warm full bottle of beer on the coffee table. After making sure the house was locked up, Bobby slowly dragged himself up the stairs, only to pause at the door to the left of the stairs. He stared at the closed door, taking a step towards it but quickly stepped away and walked into his mother's room.
Kicking his shoes off, he pulled the blankets over himself and fell into a restless sleep.