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Songs- Hillary Duff- Someone's Watching Over Me
Flyleaf- Supernatural
Flyleaf- I'm Sorry
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'Cause
I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when
you're gone
(Jack)
You've
gone away, you don't feel me anymore"
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"I think I really like you, Jack Mercer." Zoey smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a quick kiss. The crowd applauded. Jack pulled her closer, deepening the kiss before she could step back. Zoey could feel her cheeks getting warm and she pulled away. She looked down, as if trying to avoid the hoots and cheers from the bar. Zoey looked up at Jack and smiled nervously. He ran his fingers through her hair and his cheek brushed her own as he whispered into her ear. "I really like you too Zoey Nales." before pulling him off stage with her. He took off the guitar during the process and set it down. They walked back to where his brothers were sitting, only to be greeted by Andy in Bobby's lap, practically making out. Zoey coughed and looked away. Andy nearly fell, "Ah! Shit!"
Zoey glanced at Jack and laughed. She looked at Bobby, "Damn Bobby. I was starting to assume you were gay. Not Jack. 'Bout time you got with a girl." She chuckled and Jack laughed with her. Andy blushed furiously and hid behind Bobby. "Hey Andy, could you grab my guitar for me, before you leave. I'm going to go ahead and go home. I have something I need to do." Andy nodded with a 'yeah, sure.' "Kay. Thanks. Bye," she said to everyone and headed out the door.
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When she got home, Zoey headed straight to her room. She set her keyboard back up. Johnny G dropped it off earlier, when she left the bar. She sat down behind it and grabbed her blue guitar that was sitting against her wall. She plugged it into her amp and scribbled some music notes on her note pad that she set on her keyboard's sheet holder. After hitting the record button on her keyboard, she began to strum away a riff. She played the whole guitar part to the song in her head, then hit the stop button. Zoey set her guitar back in its stand, then saved the recording. She then set her piano to the drumming mode, playing the keys to what the drumming would sound like, recording it along with the guitar part. She then saved it and combined the guitar and drums. Zoey grabbed the note pad and began writing the lyrics down. After a few minutes of tweaking lines here and there, she set it back on the holder, then began to play the piano part while pressing play on the guitar and drums. She hit the record button once more. She thought she heard something downstairs. 'Probably Tika looking for her bone.' She shrugged and continued to play.
"Found
myself today So I won't give up Seen that ray
of light So I won't give up It doesn't
matter what people say So I won't give up
Oh I found myself and ran away
Something pulled me
back
The voice of reason I forgot I had
All I know is you're
not here to say
What you always used to say
But it's written in
the sky tonight
No I won't break
down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be
strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark
I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
And it's shining on my destiny
Shining all the
time
And I wont be afraid
To follow everywhere it's taking
me
All I know is yesterday is gone
And right now I belong
To
this moment to my dreams
No I won't
break down
Sooner than it seems life turns around
And I will be
strong
Even if it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark
I'll still believe
Someone's watching over me
And it doesn't matter how long it
takes
Believe in yourself and you'll fly high
And it only
matters how true you are
Be true to yourself and follow your
heart
No I won't break down
Sooner
than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even if it
all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still
believe
That I won't give up
No I won't break down
Sooner
than it seems life turns around
And I will be strong
Even when
it all goes wrong
When I'm standing in the dark I'll still
believe
That someone's watching over
Someone's watching
over
Someone's watching over me
Yeah yeah Oh oh
Someone's
watching over me"
Zoey looked down and saved the recording on her keyboard. She turned it off and stood up. She stretched with her arms high above her head, while turning around. She jumped. "Shit! You need to stop sneaking up on me, before I have a heart attack!" she exclaimed at Jack who was sitting on her bed, watching her, smiling smugly.
"Now where's the fun in that?" he asked, then laughed.
"Screw you," she grumbled and walked over to her mirror. Zoey removed the harness, then her boots.
Jack watched her as she did so. "I like your hair. It's long." He remembered how she used to always cut it when they were in high school. It was never past her shoulder blades. He used to tell her that he liked it longer. But she'd shrug and chop it off. She glanced up at him from taking her shoes off and his breath hitched in his throat. He shifted under her conspicuous gaze. It made him feel uncomfortable when she looked at him like that. It was as if she could see into his very soul. Like she could just peel away the protective layers he put up with one glance. But he loved that about her. I made him feel like he wasn't hiding anything from her.
Zoey stood up straight and walked over to him slowly. He watched her as she ran her fingers through his hair. "I like yours too. Longer. Darker." She smiled and purposefully messed up his hair.
"Hey!" he exclaimed, grabbing at her, but she laughed and ran downstairs, escaping his reach. He did the same and followed after her. When he found her, she was standing in the kitchen holding a pack of beer. "So predictable."
"Sure I am," she said with a brow arched amusingly. She walked past him, toward the living room. She plopped down on the couch and set the beer beside her after grabbing the remote, turning the tv on. Jack sat down beside her and took a beer she handed him. They opened them and watched the screen. Some cheesy romance was on. He heard Zoey laugh when the guy told the girl that they would be together forever, even when they were senile old farts. Jack smiled and grabbed another beer, after finishing his first one off. She bit her cheek and spoke to him. "So what did you think about the Seven Deadly Sins?" she asked with a laugh, glancing up at him.
He turned his head to the side, still watching the screen. "Well I guess you guys were decent. But no where near as good as us."
She punched him in the side, "Jerk!"
He laughed and looked at her. "I'm kidding. You girls were amazing. Surprised y'all never decided to go pro. Probably would've made it big."
Zoey rested her head on his shoulder. "Well after Andy went to New York to take care of her mom. So that was pretty much it for our band. Besides. It would've been major competition for your band," she said with a smile, then tossed her empty can on the coffee table.
"I guess we're lucky then," he mumbled.
"So… Andy and Bobby, huh?" Zoey asked after a moment, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah. I guess so. I just wish if they'd make out, they would have the decency to do it in his room with the door locked. I won't want to have another Angel and Sofi in the house. Ma would have made them stay out on the cold-ass porch if she caught them doing that in the living room." He looked down sadly, at the though of Evelyn.
Zoey watched him and sat up, moving to his lap. She touched his cheek gently and pressed her lips on his. "You're safe now, Jackie."
He nodded and smiled. He wrapped his arms around her. His smile grew, flashing his pearly whites. "So you like me, huh?" he asked before burying his face in her neck, nipping and kissing the sensitive skin. He took in her scent. It was like cherry blossom mixed with fresh apple.
Zoey ran her fingers through his soft hair. "Maybe. What of it?" she asked, loving the attention she was getting.
"Hn… I dunno," he mumbled, moving up to look at her face again. He just stared at her for a moment.
She watched him, before ruffling his hair again. He growled playfully and bit her hand as she pulled it away. "Owwwww! Jack! Let go!" she whimpered and started batting at his head.
He laughed with his hands up in defense, "Ow. Geez. I thought you liked it rough."
Zoey's jaw dropped and she hit his shoulder," Jack Mercer! Evelyn would have made you wash your mouth out with soap for that." She said with a false glare.
Jack faltered for a moment, looking away sadly at the though of his mother. Then he looked back at Zoey and stuck his tongue out at her.
"Real mature."
"Jealous?"
"Oh please. Of what? Your come-back skills?" She scoffed. "Or your tongue ring?"
Jack laughed. "You're just mad because you haven't gotten to experience the full service of it," he said with a smug smile, leaning against the couch with his arms on the back.
"Whatever. You just enjoy giving yourself ego-boosts constantly. So as much as that statement was for me; it was actually for yourself. Smug bastard." That caused him to laugh even harder than before. She just stared at him. "Oh! I almost forgot. I wanted you to listen to something that I wrote," she said, grabbing his hand pulling him off the couch.
"What could it possibly be?" he asked, following her toward her room. "A recording of you moaning my name, maybe?" he mumbled and saw her glare at him.
She walked over to her dresser and opened her lyrics notebook. She flipped through the pages, to one folded at the corner. A piece of paper fell out and she paid no mind to it. "Wrong page," she mumbled, flipping once more.
Jack glanced at the paper that fell and picked it up for her. He glanced down at the title. 'I'm Sorry'. He skimmed over the words and his eyes caught a few words and phrases. His brows pinched together in confusion. 'I'm falling.' 'hands coming down again.' 'ten years old.' 'scars.' He felt his own memories come up as his mind related with the words. "What's this?"
"Found it!" Zoey heard him speak and looked up at him. She stepped beside him and looked at it, before taking it from him. "It's um- a song I wrote a long time ago," she looked away and folded it, tucking it away in her pocket. She noticed the look on his face. No one has ever been that worried about her before.
"I want to hear it. If that's okay," Jack said with sincerity in his eyes, watching her carefully.
Zoey nodded, keeping her eyes from his face. If she looked at it, she probably wouldn't be able to hold back the tears. "Yeah. Maybe tomorrow," she spoke with her voice almost breaking.
"So what did you want me to hear?" he asked, glancing down at the page she was turned to.
"Well it's a song I wrote…After you came back for Evvy's funeral…But!" she said with a smile on her face, looking up at him. "You can't hear it until tomorrow too. Okay? At the bar again. Same time."
Jack sighed. "Well what was the point of telling me. If you weren't even going to let me hear it?" She really knew how to tease the hell out of him. It was unnerving, to say the least. She just looked at him, clearly amused. Just then, his phone went off in his pocket and he sighed, digging it out. "Hello? What? Now?" He sighed. "Fine Bobby. I'll be there in a minute."
"Bobby fell in the toilet right?" Zoey asked with slight smile at Jack's expense.
"No. Worse. Sofi is throwing a major hissy fit. And Bobby says if I don't help him, that he's going to take her to go get put down." Jack sighed then smiled. He leaned down and kissed Zoey on the cheek. "Guess I'll see you tomorrow," he said, walking out the door.
"Guess so. Tell Andy to call Meril and shit for me!," she said before he made it out the door.
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Zoey looked herself over in the mirror once more. She had straightened her hair and used some Bed Head products on it, to get it thick and sticking out in random places. Her bangs were the only part that appeared controlled. She was wearing a plain white muscle shirt with another one with thin gray stripes over it. She had on a short, solid black, school girl skirt. With a few small belts on it. She also had on some black and white striped leggings underneath. It was way too cold to go out without leggings on. Because of the weather, she wore her leather biker jacket also. This time, she was wearing just plain black converse. Zoey REALLY didn't feel like wearing heels, two nights in a row. They killed her feet horribly. Zoey tugged on some black leather fingerless gloves and slid a few gold bangles on also. She applied her makeup on her eyes, making them look smoky and dark. But not too dark. Zoey walked out the door and called Andy on her way out, while tucking the lyrics in her pocket.
Andy giggled as Bobby tried to tickle her while she reached for the phone. She swatted his hands away, then sat on his chest, pinning him down. "Hello?" Andy noticed Jack walk in the living room and look at her with a questioning look. He mouthed 'Who is it?'. She mouthed back, 'Zoey.' Jack nodded and told her to tell Zoey hey.
"Hey! Can you bring my guitar with you when you come? I have to go a bit earlier to set the stuff up and help Johnny with some shit in the bar."
"Yeah Zoey. No prob."
"Kay bye!"
"Wait!"
"What?"
"Jack said 'hey.'"
Zoey smiled and started up her car. "Tell him. Hay is for horses. That means, he just called me a horse. I am truly offended. Beat his ass." She hung up, smiling and drove down the street.
"She thinks you called her a horse, now," Andy said to Jack, clearly amused.
"How the hell does she think that?" Jack asked while pulling his leather jacket on.
"She said hay is for horses. Get it?" Andy laughed out loud. "Hay! H-A-Y!"
"Yeah, I got it," he mumbled and stared at her. "Bobby. Your girlfriend is fucked up in the head."
They both shouted at the same time: "I'm not his girlfriend!" "She's not my girlfriend!"
"Sure."
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Zoey stood on the stage, practicing quietly to herself, tweaking her strings here and there. She glanced up and noticed how many people were actually at the bar today. The place was packed. Johnny G was thrilled to say the least. He hasn't had this much business until before- well he just hasn't had this much business, ever. Zoey's stomach felt like she was on a rollercoaster when she saw Jack walk in and sit beside Bobby near the front row. It was odd. That feeling was new to her. She had felt everything else. But this. This was different. She looked at him and his eyes locked on hers. Her breath hitched in her throat. And then she realized. She was in love with Jack Mercer. She looked down, then glanced back and Andy and Meril who were practicing the new music she drew up for them. "Sounds good," she commented. "You guys ready?"
Meril looked up and shook her head. "Hold on. Just a minute. Let me get a shot," she said, then ran to the bar counter.
Jack turned to Bobby. "If she wears skirts like that around Detroit, she better hope I'm around her when she does," Jack mumbled to him. Bobby nodded.
"I know man. Andy does the same thing. Worries the hell out of me. But it's pretty damn hot. Long sexy legs…" Bobby rambled on and Jack nodded in agreement, with a slight laugh.
"You're right there, man," Jack said, then looked up at Zoey who was fixing a string with her guitar pick in her mouth. "The only thing that turns me on more than short schoolgirl skirts is a girl who's guitar playing is up to par with mine," he said to Bobby with a grin.
"Fucking Cracker Jack and his guitars. You know, I bet if one of your guitars just snapped one day, you'd cry like a bitch for a week," the older sibling drawled before tipping back a beer.
Jack looked back up at Zoey's voice signaling they were starting.
"Readyyyy?!"
Andy and Meril yelled out a twin 'yeah' with their fists raised.
"This song is called 'Supernatural' and I would like to dedicate it to the best woman I've ever known, Evelyn Mercer." Zoey looked up. "This one's for you. I hope you like it," she said, smiling. She looked back down at Jack. 'Good. He doesn't look upset.'
The lights went dim, then faded back when the playing began with Zoey and Andy.
"Her
headaches Now
you think of saying Supernatural patience
Constant
Increasing in pain with each passing day
She
can't even manage to stand on her own
It's gotten so bad
There's no use in praying
Still she bows
her head so she can say,
"Thank you for just one more
day."
Graces her face
And her
voice never raises
All because of a love
Never let go of
Never
let go of
Zoey looked back at Jack and kept her eyes on him as she sang the rest of the song.
Now you think of saying Supernatural patience He is teaching
me Supernatural patience Yes it's supernatural patience He is teaching me
He
has every reason to throw up his fists
In the face of his God who
let his mother die
Through all the prayer and tears
She still
passed in pain anyway
There's no
use in praying
Still he bows head so he can say,
"Thank
you for ending her pain."
Graces
his face
And his voice never raises
It's all because of a
love
Never let go of
Never let go of
What love really means
Graces
his face
And his voice never raises
It's all because of a
love
Never let go of
Graces
his face
And his voice never raises
All because of a love
Never
let go of
Never let go of
What love
really means"
Zoey smiled at the applause. She noted the look in Jack's eyes. It wasn't exactly happiness. Or sadness. It was surprise. Fear maybe? Although, he smiled and her heart skipped a beat. She turned around and told them the next song they were playing.
"This next song is called 'I'm Sorry'."
The expression in Zoey's eyes turned bitter and she began to sing and play.
"I'm
sorry! I close my eyes and brace myself
I don't mean to remember
It's true that I dream less
often
I'm not ashamed
Of that long December
Your hand's
coming down again
I only
noticed your face
No matter what you're gonna build my shell
And
leave the salty taste. I'm falling I close my eyes and brace
myself
I'm shedding my
skin
But it's not time I'm told
I am aware
Of what you mean
by then
I'm only ten years old!
I only noticed your face
No matter what you're gonna
build my shell
And
leave the salty taste. My scars are yours today
Zoey looked down at Jack, before singing the next part. His eyes were almost heartbreaking. But they held understanding and empathy.
This
story ends so good I close my eyes and brace myself
I love you and I understand
That you stood
where I stood
I only
noticed your face
No matter what you're gonna build my shell
And
leave the salty taste. I'M DONE!
I'm done healing…"
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