A/n: A little Jack interaction in this chapter. I'm sure you guys are loving it. Juss keep reviewing and it'll keep coming. I have like A LOT of this written out. I actually took this out of my 24 original page story, and I cut it down to make several different chapters instead of one so know that a lot has been prewritten. I just need reviews. So what sue me if I'm a review junkie. it's not killing anyone! D


"So you boys better be home by six," Evelyn told each boy sternly. "Angel will be here at seven and you two still got to clean the guest room."

Bobby and Jerry exchanged doubtful looks. The kid has spent the night a few times when Phil, their social worker, had picked him up from jail. It was mostly because he had ran away from his foster home, but he was gone before either Bobby or Jerry saw him the next morning.

Bobby scoffed. "What the hell kind of name is Angel?"

Evelyn smacked Bobby on the back of the head, hard. "Hey! You be nice. Now this boy's been through a lot. You need to make him feel welcomed. And I think you're still on probation Bobby."

Bobby rubbed his head where his mom had hit him. "Ma, that hurts you know!"

"Oh did it?" Evelyn said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Good! Jeremiah, we're celebrating your birthday after Angel settles in. No worries, we're still going to have your birthday."

"Yeah ma," Jerry said putting on his jacket.

Bobby was the first one out of the house as Jerry stayed behind a little to ask Evelyn for some extra change. They both hadn't eaten yet and Evelyn had told them to pick up something real little as to not spoil their appetite. She was cooking a special dinner for Angel.

"Jeez, I wonder who this Angel kid is," Jerry admitted Bobby stuffing his fist into his pockets as Bobby swiped a snowflake that landed on his jacket off.

It had started snowing again sometime ago, but both boys were getting restless waiting for the younger boy to arrive that they had continued bugging their mother until she finally paid them to get out of the house leaving her in their wake.

"I don't know but the kid's probably going to be some faggot. I mean his name says it all," Bobby told Jerry.

"I don't know. Angel? It sounds pretty cool…" Jerry defended.

"Yeah if you was some fairy!" Bobby said snickering.

Jerry shoved Bobby who was not anticipating the shove and fell off to the side with a plop, in the snow. He felt the wetness starting to seep through his thin clothes and yelped jumping up trying to wipe the rest of the snow off him. Jerry was laughing uncontrollably off to the side as Bobby flapped the snow off like a chicken without his head.

"Bobby, you're the one looking like a fag right now," Jerry said between laughs.

"Fuck off," Bobby spat out angrily grabbing a handful of snow and hurling it at Jerry.

Jerry ducked and laughed even harder. "Besides isn't it time for your ballet lessons sweetheart?"

Bobby felt his face turn beet red as he ran towards his brother. "Oh shit!" Jerry yelped running away.

"Yeah that's right you better run!" Bobby yelled chasing after his brother.

"They say white boys can't jump, they can't run either!" Jerry called behind him.

He was nearly a good half block away from Bobby and Bobby was already starting to slow down. Jerry continued running until he felt a snowball connect his back sending him stumbling forward. Bobby was next to his side a few seconds later falling beside him laughing as Jerry spat out the snow from his mouth.

"I'm still your big brother Jerry. You remember that," Bobby sighed with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, yeah," Jerry grumbled getting up.

He helped Bobby to his feet and together they walked towards the convenient store located on the corner a few blocks over. Their usually bought the turkey here and it was easiest to steal the candy they left on display there.

Outside of the convenient store Bobby spotted the Rhoden car and jabbed Jerry discreetly nodding his head to the car.

"Shit that's the Rhoden's car," Bobby said speeding up his pace.

Bobby looked into the car and frowned. There was nothing out of the ordinary in it. A car seat that looked almost brand new, a half hidden heater, which wasn't out of the ordinary in that part of Detroit, and a make shift toy guitar.

Bobby looked down at the tires which looked brand new a mischievous smile on his face.

"Jerry watch my back," Bobby said from the other side of the car.

Jerry turned around in time to see his brother duck down near one of the tears, a switch in one hand. Jerry cussed out loud and looked inside of the store, no one was paying and there wasn't anyone around to witness anything.

"Bobby you're stupid. That's what you are, stupid," Jerry whispered angrily pulling his brother away from the car.

Bobby shrugged and didn't say anything letting his brother ramble on. He led them both into the store when Jerry grabbed him by the shoulder pulling him back out.

"Whoa!" Jerry grabbed Bobby by the shoulder. "What you have planned?"

"Nothing," Bobby responded. "We're winging it!" a mischievous grin crossed his face.

"We're always winging it!" Jerry said annoyed.

"And it works don't it?" Bobby said opening the door.

Jerry frowned, but followed Bobby into the store. It was a small place, only two small isles long and a small deli thing by the back. Bobby had no troubles spotting a blonde boy in the middle of the small makeshift toy isle, a plastic guitar in hand, strumming the non existent strings.

"There's who we're looking for," Bobby whispered pointing subtly to the kid.

"That's Rhoden's kid," Jerry stated.

"No shit Jer," Bobby said his voice dripping in sarcasm.

Jerry didn't have a chance to say anything back. Bobby had completely forgotten him and had already knelt down to be face to face with him. A look of surprise crossed the young boy's face, nearly sending him jumping into the air.

"Hey kid," Bobby said casually.

Jerry took a good look at the boy before turning around in order to not let the boy see the anger flashing through his eyes. He was tiny, no more than seven or eight with a mop of messy blonde hair falling wisp between his eyes. His left eye was almost swollen shut, and his lip was swollen, with a deep cut. He had tiny old and new bruises running down his arm making it a sickening blue purple combination.

"Relax we aren't going to hurt you," Bobby said gently. "Just wanted to say you're pretty good on that guitar. What's your name kid?" Bobby asked.

The boy stole a glance over to the man in the corner who was reaching in for a six pack of beer paying absolutely no attention to him. He looked down at the guitar and picked at some of the excess plastic on the corner.

"J-J-Jack," Jack stuttered quietly not daring to meet Bobby's eyes.

His voice was soft, nearly a whisper. His eyes were on the ground while his hands continued picking at the guitar.

"Jack? Hey Jackie, my name's Bobby, and this is my brother Jeremiah. I just came over to ask you what you were playing," Bobby said gently.

"A ch-ch-chord," Jack stammered out.

"I bet you the toy guitar in the car was his," Bobby said looking up at Jerry who nodded in agreement.

"D-d-do you want to play?" Jack asked Bobby, his eyes wide.

Jack took off the guitar strap and handed Bobby the guitar who took it uncertainly. Jerry's eyes were watching over at Mr. Rhoden who was now looking around an angry look plastered on his face.

His eyes narrowed down to see Jack next to Bobby.

"Hey you little shit come here, and help your old man out!" Jack's father said looking behind him towards Jack.

Jack jumped in surprised. His eyes wide and fearful as he slowly made his way over to his father.

"Hey don't talk to him like that!" Jerry said firmly.

"Yeah you piece of shit, show the kid some respect," Bobby added.

Dave looked at each boy surprised before dropping a six pack in the small boy's hand. "Mind your own business hoods," Dave spat out.

He pushed Jack hard towards the counter. Jack, who was caught off guard, flew forward, the six pack crashing all around him. He looked down, tears evident in his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Jack whispered almost immediately.

"Now look what you did you little shit. You can't do nothing right!" Dave screamed shoving the boy into a shelf. "I have to do everything myself!"

Jack cried out in pain and Bobby saw red. He knew that boy on the ground all too well for his liking. He's seen the fear in Jack's eyes as he neared his father. The way he was uncertain with his words, and stuttered through his own name. That was him once. He knew what it was like to be there in Jack's position.

"You fucking asshole!" Bobby yelled storming towards the man.

"Oh here we go," Jerry muttered before following in his brother's wake. "Think about this Bobby."

Jerry grabbed Bobby back at the last second right before he attempted to punch Dave in the jaw. The man behind the counter who had just come from the back jumped over the counter holding Dave back. It took nearly all of Jerry's strength to keep Bobby from attacking the older man as he spat out every cuss word combination imaginable.

"Don't you fucking hurt your kid like that. Fucking piece of shit. You aren't even suppose to be a father you shit bag I'll beat the shit out of you!" Bobby yelled as Jerry held him back.

Jack had crawled over back to where Bobby had discovered him seconds before, his hands back on the guitar. He was stuttering through an unfamiliar song, softly at first, until he was wailing over the screaming, his eyes shut, and his fingers moving wildly up and down the guitar chords

"I'll kill him if I want to. He's my kid!" Dave yelled.

He stormed past the two brothers, intentionally hitting Bobby's shoulder a six pack to replace the one Jack had dropped. "Come on, look at the mess you made shit bag."

"I'm sorry," Jack said quietly once more dropping the guitar and running towards his father.

Dave nearly bitch slapped Jack hard over the head, a sickening smirk on his face as both Jeremiah and Bobby winced despite themselves.

"Did I tell you you can speak!" Dave yelled at the boy.

By now Jack was a beet red, new bruises already replacing the old ones, and his knee bleeding from earlier when he had crawled over the glass. Jack shook his, earning him another smack from his father.

"Speak!" Dave yelled.

"N-n-no…?" Jack responded unsurely.

Dave studied his son for a moment. His eyes flashing over to Bobby's as he grinned. Both brothers felt all their appetite leave them as Dave patted Jack's head hard.

"Good boy."

Once the sound of squealing tires were hard Jerry let out a breath he hadn't known he had been holding in. That was what had Bobby so pissed off about their neighbor. The family usually kept to themselves, never associating themselves with their other neighbors, and now Jerry knew why. He felt sick to his stomach knowing that what he had been going through before he met up with Bobby in the Mercer house other people were going through. Not only other people, Jack was going through, and it was worst. This was actually Jack's father, the person who created him, hurting him beyond the unimaginable.

"Let it go Bobby," Jerry said quietly when he saw his brother kick the glass angrily.

Bobby shook his brother off frustrated. He took the guitar and went to the counter to pay for it. "Give me the money Jerry," Bobby said.

"But it's for food…and I was going to buy some candy" Jerry nearly whined.

"Ma's cooking you fucking pig. You can stuff yourself at home," Bobby spat out angry.

Jerry knew better than to talk to Bobby when he was this upset. He fished the money out of his pocket and let Bobby snatch it out of his hand. The employee didn't say anything when he counted the money. Bobby was five dollars off, but the last person who had fucked with Bobby while he was in a dangerous mood was still missing a tooth. Jerry followed Bobby out of the store quietly. Once they were out of the store Bobby took a cigarette from his pocket and took a deep drag from it. He took another before he felt calm enough to talk without his voice breaking or snapping at Jerry.

"Damn it Jerry!" Bobby cried out passionately. "I'm going to kill that mother fucker!"

"Calm down Bobby," Jerry ordered once again.

"NO! Did you see the kid! He looked horrible. You know Rhoden's fucking ass meant what he said about killing Jack. It's not if he wants to Jerry, its going to be WHEN he wants to," Bobby yelled running his fingers through his hair frustrated.

"Well talk to mom about it later on," Jerry said in a tone that left no room for Bobby's voice.

The rest of the walk home was silent. Bobby had smoked about two cigarettes in a row by the time they got to their lightening his third only to have Evelyn take it out of his mouth and stomp it out.

Angry, she had sent Bobby to clean the guest room himself, and Jerry to set the table and get ready first, which was fine for Bobby. It left him alone in his thoughts. Jerry was right. He had no right trying to help the kid. He might even be worse off now that Bobby had stood up for him. Besides, he wasn't Bobby's business. Thoughts whirled through Bobby's head.

"Bobby?" Evelyn stood in the doorway watching her son wipe away a stray tear.

Bobby had been so absorbed in fluffing the pillow that he hadn't notice his mother who was standing there watching him worriedly.

"Huh?" Bobby looked up surprised.

"You know Bobby, I think they pillow's pretty fluffed up. Don't you?" She asked gently coming into the room.

Bobby looked down surprised to see the pillow in his hand. He scoffed and set the pillow aside. Evelyn had sat on the bed and patted for Bobby to do the same like so many times before.

"What's wrong Bobby?" Evelyn asked gently.

"Nothing ma," he replied stubborn as can be.

"Are you sure sweetheart?" Evelyn tried looking at Bobby's eyes.

When Bobby looked away she gently put a finger under his chin and made him look at her. "Look at me Bobby." She let go and Bobby held the look. "What's wrong sweetheart?" she asked again.

"People are shit!" Bobby spat out. "You have to do something about that Rhoden asshole from cross the street ma!" Bobby stood up and started pacing the room. "They're hurting their kid!"

"Bobby," Evelyn said gently grabbing a hold of her son. "I know your past has been a bad one before you came to me. As with Jeremiah's, as with Angel, but you know, not everyone's a bad parent."

Bobby shook his head. "No ma, this parent is."

Evelyn nodded. Bobby used to tell stories, a lot of false stories when he was younger, it was on his file. She decided to trust Bobby this time, "Ok Bobby, we'll figure it out tomorrow why don't you sleep on it tonight?" Evelyn said.

Bobby shook his head. "You don't believe me."

"Yes I do," Evelyn defended.

"Then why do I have to sleep on it?" Bobby demanded squishing the nerf ball he found.

"Because it's 6:45 and your newest brother is coming and I want a nice dinner. Ok?" Evelyn explained.

Bobby pouted and Evelyn laughed at his childish antics. "Fine."

Evelyn smiled and gave Bobby a quick hug. "Now you get ready for dinner. Oh! And no cracks on Angel!"

"I can't promise you anything ma," Bobby grinned.

Evelyn rolled her eyes but accepted Bobby's response knowing that it was the best he was going to get. The doorbell rang just as soon as she got down the stairs.


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