Wow! I would just like to take a moment to say thank you to all of my reviewers. I was expecting some reviews for this first chapter. At least one or tow but not seven! I was so excited as I kept checking every so often and I saw a new review. That makes me super happy lol..Anyways Im glad you guys liked the story. And yeah some of you said that its a change having Bobby act the way he did instead of being all lovey dovey. When i was writing this story i thought why does Bobby always have to be so lovey. There had to be a reason he started calling Jack Fairy? Wasn't there lol...Plus With Bobby's harsh edge I really don't believe he would be soo sweet and loving to an outsider, even if it was Jack...
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For the last half an hour Evelyn had been rocking poor Jack to calm him, but still nothing seemed to rest his loud, screeching cries. He at first stiffened at her soft caresses. Whimpers escaping his moisture, parted lips. But soon he had tired out. Collasping into her tight but gental hold. His fingers clutching her now wrinkled night shirt in a death grip.
"shhhh..Jackie." She whispered softly as she continued to rock him from their spot on her bed. Her back pushed up against the head board as she whispered soothing words to him. Finally Jack seemed to lift his head up. His eyes red and puffy from crying soo much. "Are you alright now?" She asked not really expecting him to give her a straight answer.
Of course he wasn't ok! She thought reaching up to run a few fingers through his wild hair. He was almost...well she didn't quiet understand what was going on in the room but she figured it wasn't anything good.
Jack wasn't certain if he should speak to her or not. He wasn't sure if she was going to be angry with him that he had caused such a scene. That he had woke them all up at...Jack's eyes strayed around the small homely room for a clock. He caught sight of a dresser that held a knited quielt, and some glass orinaments. But sadly there was no clock. Jack's eyes turned to the window over looking the room, judgeing from the darkness of outside it was way past midnight. Jack felt his stomach drop. He was sure to be in trouble!
More tears entered his eyes. Reaching up with small, rough hands he shoved on her chest. Trying to push her away. "Don't...don't." His voice was very hoarse and sore from crying so much. He coughed alittle trying to clear his throat.
Evelyn stared at Jack with hurtful eyes. What had she done? She wasn't hurting him was she? "Don't what Jackie?" She reached out to push some hair from his face but stopped. Allowing her hand to hover in mid air. Maybe he didnt want her touching him, she thought?
Evely sighed as she brought her hands up to rub her tired eyes. She figured she would be able to break through Jackie's shiled but after the nights events she figured other wise. She just hopped that they hadn't taken ten steps back. Shaking her head she lowered her eyes onto the shaking for of Jack. Poor Jackie...A frown marred her face as she pulled him tighter to her body.
For the last twenty minutes everyone in Bobby's room remained frozen in place. Angel was currently guarding the door in a way. His arms crossed over his chest so tight that his biceps bulged out more then they should. His face also had remained the same. His lips thinned and his eyes held a glare that even had Bobby shivering some. He knew he was screwed but the look on Angel's face set it in stone. Sighing some he reached up to rub at his tired eyes. All he wanted to do was jump into bed and sleep not be subjected to this. Clasping his hands together in his lap he turned his eyes onto Jerry who was leaning onto the wall over looking him. His legs propped together as his arms were crossed behind his head. His face was a total three sixty from Angels. His didn't hold any anger or dissapointment. His held something that shocked Bobby, compassion and understanding.
Maybe there was hope for him after all he thought.
The silence in the room was just to much for him to handle. He thought he was going to go crazy as he cleared his throat for what seemed like was the fourth time. His clock over bove his dressed ticked away as his eyes continued to scan over the small space. He caught sight of Jack's shirt still laying ontop of his pile of clothes. He felt a slight pang in his heart as he remembered the fear in the little boys eyes. He found himself starting to feel guilty but quickly remembered that the boy was the whole reason he was in the postion he was in after all. He glared at the shirt as best as he could. If it was a person they would be wishing for death at the moment.
Just when he thought he was really going to go insane, glaring at a shirt as if it was the reasons for his problems Jerry decided to break the silence.
"Why did you decide tonight of all nights to stay out so late and get piss drunk?" He whispered softly not wanting to raise his voice and possibly get Bobby onto the defenseive side.
Bobby lifted his head up instantly as his eyes connected with Jerry's. He opened his mouth to speak but before he could Angel decided he would put his two cents into it. "Because Bobby's just a stupid ass like that!" He snapped turning his eyes away from Jerry to glare coldy at Bobby. Normally Angel would take some time to hear his brother out but after seeing what he had walked in on he didn't want to hear anything that had to escape Bobby's lips. He felt disgusted even looking at him at the moment.
"What the hell Angel!" Bobby yelled suddenly jumping to his feet. His hands were formed in tight fists by his side as he stalked toward Angel. He had such a meancing look in his eyes that promised pain. "I wouldn't touch that kid ever!" He yelled feeling bile rise once more to his mouth at the thought of someone even thinking he would harm a little kid in such a way. Sure sometimes he was known to rough around some kids but never as small and young as Ma's new babe.
Angel didn't bug an inch as Bobby moved toward him. He stiffened his posture as he glared at the form of his older Bobby. He knew what he had said was out of line but at that moment all he could think about was the little boy who was currently crying his eyes scared shitless. He couldn't get the scared, dead look that was in the boys eyes out of his head. It was imprinted for life. Sure Bobby had been there for him countless of times but who was gonna be there for poor Jack?
"Bobby after what I saw in the room today..." Angel trailed off shaking his head. "I don't know if you would or not."
Angel had already stilled himself expecting the punch that was sent straight to his jaw. He stumbled backwards some from the force of it but made sure to keep himself up right. Flexing his jaw muscle alittle he groaned. He was sure to get a nice shinner from that tomorrow. Just when he had a hot date set up with Sofa. Damn Bobby, he cursed in his mind as he glared harder at him.
"Your an ass Bobby."
The words were not from Angel's mouth instead the once silence Jerry was moving closer to the scene just in case things went completely out of hand. "You knew he was just mad and you hit him." He shook his head in the same dissapointed way Evelyn had before.
Bobby turned to stare at his younger brother with surprised clearly in his face. He had figured Jerry out of all of them would believe him. Would take his side. He growled softly under his breath feeling a headache coming on. He must have been sobering up, and too quickly if you ask him.
"I didn't do it."
He whispered in such a broken voice as he felt his knees givng out on him. He moved toward the bed and dropped down on it. Throwing his head in his hands as he felt tears sting his eyes. But being Bobby Mercer he was not going to allow the tears to fall.
He couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into. Normally he would of just dropped down onto the couch from being out all night and pass out. But no. For once he tried to be responsible and look where it got him. No where but trouble. He coughed alittle that sounded like a bitter laugh. "No more being Mr. Responsible." He whispered to himself softly still keeping his eyes trained onto the floor. But as the door creaked open he felt his shoulders stiffen. What would ma say? What would she think of him? Plus he hit Angel! He never really was all violence around his brothers and here he just up and hit Angel.
Evelyn sighed as she moved through the door way. Her hair was sticking up all over the place, and her clothes were hanging off of her from Jack pulling on them too much. She felt sick to her stomach as she stared down at her son. What was going through his head when he came home completely drunk? She wanted to scream at him. To yell at him. To blame him for Jack's process of recovery. But she still couldn't do that. No matter how angry she was at Bobby he was still after all her son.
Evelyn moved farther into the room. Placing a gental hand on Angel's shoulder as she passed him. She frowned as she caught sight of the bruise but didn't comment on it. She would later on when things calmed down.
"Bobby..." She trailed off as she cleared her throat. Frowning at how angry her voice sounded. She was never really an angry person at heart. Where was all of this anger coming from. "I'm not angry with what you were caught doing." She held up a hand as Bobby started to open his mouth. Wanting to finish her speech before she heard other's sides. "But I'm furious with you getting drunk and allowing yourself to still come home in such a state!" She placed her hands on her hips and glared at him. The old saying if looks could kill ran through her mind.
Bobby didn't know what to say to his ma. The only words he could think of saying tumbled out of his mouth. "I'm sorry." He whispered as he lowered his eyes onto the bed sheet once more. His heart was pounding so loudly he feared that the others in the room would be able to hear it. He wondered if he was going to have a home after this confrontation.
Evelyn saw how sad her son looked and felt her heart drop. She knew deep down in her heart that nothing had happened between him and Jack but it still was hard to see what she had. She felt guilty that she had thought for just a moment that Bobby had betrayed her and everyone else in the house. But now as she saw just how sad and upset he was she knew that he would never hurt Jack as they all had thought.
"Bobby it's fine. I know nothing happened in the room beside you being an ass." She whispered softly her shoulders dropping some.
Jerry smiled sadly at his mother. He knew it took a lot of strength to come in here and yell at Bobby but eventually forgive him took more. He took notice of the very shocked look on Angels face. Probably figuring that Ma was going to put Bobby in his place. Shaking his head he gave Angel a pointed look that he ignored.
Evelyn reached up and ran a few fingers through her knotted gray hair as she stared around the room at her boys. She sighed before closing her eyes for a minute. The nights events finally taking its toll on her. She was worn out. "Come on guys. Everyone go to bed and well discuss Jackie tomorrow k." Evelyn gave everyone a warm smile before turning and walking out of the door. Her mind set on the days to come. She wondered if things would ease up any.
Bobby groaned some as he stared at the spot his mother was for a few minutes. He couldn't believe that he had gotten out of it with out even a scratch. He felt proud of himself and also disgusted with himself. He shouldn;t of acted the way he had to the brat. He didn't know what he had gone through. Sighing he shook his head. Reaching up to push some hair out of his face. He was sure his ma was going to explain everything about Jack tomorrow.
"Angel...Jerry get the hell out of my room." He snapped in a soft voice at them not lifting his head up to look at them. Once he heard the door slamm shut and the footsteps leading away from his room did he sigh in relief. He expected them to put up a fight also. Things were sure as hell strange!
Throwing himself into the unmade bed he covered his eyes with his arm. He could still feel the warmth from the other's small body. The bed was still sagged in. Partly because it was an old bed, but also because the other had shoved himself in as deep as he could. Bobby groaned rolling onto his side and clenching his eyes shut as tightly as he could. He could still hear the soft cries from the room beside his. No doubt Jack was giving Ma a reason to stay up and baby someone. He prayed sleep would come to him eventually as he laied there listening to the other sob. Listenig to his mother's soft voice sooth the young child. He continued to lay there silently fuming with jealous that he couldn't be the one in his mothers arms.
Bobby Mercer was sure one fucked up kid.