Go back and read the first chapter because I changed it up. Its really short. I decided to start this story off a little different. I think this one is going to be more organized and a lot better, so I hope you guys like it. :) (This chapter is supposed to make up for the other short one.)

CHAPTER 2

Reunited

"We are gathered here today to celebrate the life of Evelyn Mercer.." I couldn't really comprehend what the priest was saying, everything was a blur. Probably because of my tears. Jack was beside me. As hard as he tried to hide his tears, he couldn't hide them from me. I haven't seen Jack in 6 months because he has been in New York with his band. I haven't seen Bobby in a whole year because he was a college professor and his schedule was really busy. Angel lived a planes way away so I barely saw him and Jerry I see around all the time because he still lives in Detroit so he could help Evelyn and me.

It was a sucky reason for us to all be together again, wither it was to be here for their little sister in her time of need or to get revenge on whoever killed Ma, I was glad they were all here. I really needed them right now.

I could tell was still out of it when we arrived to Jerry's house. He was smoking but also shaking. I couldn't tell if it was from the cold or his nerves. I didn't ask.

"Hey, yall' alright ?" Bobby asked as he approached us. We both silently nodded our heads. "You sure ?" Bobby asked, looking at me although he was asking both of us. I don't know why but my eyes got a little watery. I guess because I had had no one to go to when the cops arrived at the house and I was alone. "You know I love you guys." He said, taking face in his hands as he saw my eyes getting watery. "Come on, lets go see Jerry." He ushered us, setting his arm around my shoulders as we walked.

Jerry smiled as we approached him, greeting us as if nothing had changed. I liked that. I was busy looking around the front yard at some of the people who still hadn't found their way into the house. I just caught the last of Jerry and Bobby's conversation as I snapped out of my head.

"Don't worry, your house is brick. I ain't gonna burn it down." Bobby chuckled as we all started turning towards the door.

"No smoking in my house, so you're gonna have to put that out. Sorry." Jerry told Jack when he saw the now pretty short white stick in between his lips. Jack took one more hit before putting it out by the bricks on the house.

The house was pretty full. I'm guessing because it was freezing outside and everybody wanted to be inside with the heat. That is except all of the people outside. Just as I was thinking this, Bobby and Jack headed towards the backdoor. I wanted to eat some of the finger food that Jerry and Lisa had out and sit under one of the vents that was blowing out heat now that I actually had a small appetite but I didn't want random people coming up to me and saying there condolences when I had just gotten my appetite back.

The cold hitting me was like needles when we stepped outside from the warm house. All I wanted was to smoke a blunt and curl up beside Jack. He was the softer one out of my brothers and always seemed to understand more of what I needed being a girl and all. When I got my period for the first time, he was the one that I called from school. He was 18 and I was 13. The school nurse wanted to call Evelyn but I told her no. Jack had to leave school early just to come and get me. It was the end of the year anyway so I'm sure he was more than willing to come. After that year though, Jack left the house and moved to New York with his band, The Spares. I hated him for that. He's 23 now so its been 5 solid years since I've seen him for more than a week at a time.

"Don't teach them that, man." Jack told Bobby annoyed because Bobby introduced him as Cracker Jack to Jerry's kids. That actually made me crack a slight smile.

"What about me, Green, you gonna arrest me too ?" Bobby asked as Green and his partner approached us.

"All depends Bobby, you keeping straight ?" Green asked.

"Straight-ish." Bobby replied. Bobby didn't have anything against Green but he had a little something against any cop. Hell, I'm sure they'd possibly be friends if Green didn't have a badge in his name.

"I'm sorry about yall's mom, man." He told Bobby as he gave him and Jack a quick hug before shortly recognizing me standing a little behind Jack. "Well hello Sam, I didn't see you there." He told me as he reached his hand out between Jack and Bobby to shake my hand. I managed to flash a smile. Of all of the cops in Detroit, Green was the only one that paid our family any attention.

"Remember I told you to keep an eye out for her before I left ?" Bobby reminded him.

"Yeah, yeah and I did." He waved him off. "She only came downtown twice since you left." He smiled, holding back a laugh.

"What ?" Bobby asked, now looking at me. "Why did you go to jail ?"

"Some bitch told me that because all of my brothers were gone that I had no balls to do anything anymore so I pulled the bitches hair and gave her a make-over." I shrugged my shoulders. Bobby smirked. Not like they could judge.

"Aaand ?" Jack asked knowing that Green had just said 'two' times. I looked down almost ashamed. No way was I going to tell them from my own mouth. Green laughed knowing exactly why I didn't want to tell my brothers.

"Got drunk a couple of months ago and was being a little too showy with her boyfriend in some dressing r-."

"Stop." I cut him off, embarrassed. He just laughed. Bobby's mouth was wide open and you could see the laugh waiting in his eyes as Jack's eyes just kinda widened. "I-I'm going to… go inside." I managed to get around before practically running away from some embarrassing comments that lurked ahead.

"You have a boyfriend ?" I heard Jack ask as I was walking towards the house. I don't think that they wanted to comprehend that their little sister was now old enough to have a boyfriend.

We didn't stay much longer until we all got into Bobby's car and headed back to the place that I still called home. I couldn't even look at my brothers the whole way there.

"Y'all ain't right leaving me out here in the cold like this." Angel said as we entered the screened in porch. He made me jump.

"Yo, little brother! You asshole! - You ought to be ashamed!" Bobby told him almost immediately.

"I missed my plane." Angel protested.

"Get over here. You missed our mother's funeral too, jarhead." Bobby kept on as he gave him a quick hug.

"Jack ! Haven't seen you in forever." Angel said walking towards him.

"Yeah, I know." Jack responded, giving him a hug. "Did you whiten your teeth ?" He joked as he pulled away.

"Man, shut up, Jackie-poo." He smiled.

We all headed inside to escape the cold. I was about to sneak upstairs when Angel noticed me.

"Sammie ! Get your butt over here."

"Hi." I smiled shyly, walking over and hugging him. He held on a little longer than he had with Jack and Bobby.

"How have you been ?" He asked.

"Don't ask Angel." Bobby laughed. I flashed him a look.

"Oh what you mean ?" Angel asked interested.

"I'm sure they'll tell you if I don't so I'll leave it to them." I flashed a fake smile before making my way up to the steps. I could hear Angel if anyone was hungry as I went up the steps.

"No, I'm gonna get some sleep. Jack, you take your old room, all right? Angel, take yours. I'm gonna sleep in Mom's room." Bobby responded.

The hallway was dark so I sped up my walk to my room until I flicked my lights on. Yeah, I was 18 now but that didn't change the fact that I lived in Detroit. As soon as I shut my door I heard my brothers footsteps in the dark hallway that I had just been in.

After I changed into my nightgown, which consisted of a large t-shirt and some shorts, brushed my teeth, and pulled my hair into a lose ponytail I made my way to jack's room since I no longer heard all of my brothers voices flooding the hallway and now just jack's guitar.

I stopped at his doorway and leaned against it.

"Hey." I smiled.

"Hey Sammie." He said looking up from his guitar, a blunt in between his lips. "Come here." He patted the spot on his bed beside him. I smiled again and leaned my head to the side before hoping onto his bed and crawling to the back so I could lean against the head board beside Jack.

"How are you doing ?" Jack asked as soon as I got settled. I just nodded my head knowing what he was referring to. He just patted my head before going back to playing his guitar with one hand.

"So I heard we're doing Thanksgiving tomorrow." I said as I took his blunt out of his mouth.

"Hey." He smiled shocked. I just chuckled as I brought the blunt to my lips and took a hit. "Wanna help me play like we used to do ?" I smiled and nodded my head. Jack strung the strings as I held down the strings at the top. Jack and I used to always do this when I was younger. I always needed more help with holding down the strings so Jack decided this strategy so I just had to focus on that part. It helped.

I hope you guys liked it. Review and tell me if you think that I'm going in the right direction with this. Thanks. :)