Tucker Jax Archer.
Archer. The worlds most feared word.
Tucker is a very dominant sarcastic asshole with a twin brother, Enzo. Inseparable and friendless, Enzo and Tucker are well known dangerous twins. No manners whatsoever. Tucker is mainly known...
god damn i'm shedding tears as i write this. sorry for making this :(
Rachel
Why him?
Why me?
I've been crying all day, nonstop.
My heart has never been so broken.
Tucker died of an aneurism last night.
My best friend, husband, father of our son, love of my life, gone.
"Mom..." Carter runs in and hugs me as tight as he can. "Holy shit" he says in his past crying voice.
"Please, Carter" I back away, crying.
He looks at me as if he did something wrong. "W-what did I do?"
"You look exactly like him" I sob and close my eyes. "You remind me so much of him"
"I'm trying to be there for you" he hugs me again. I break down in his chest. He got Tuckers height. So hugging him is like hugging Tucker. It's kind of comforting. "I love you, mom. We're gonna get through this"
I shake my head. "Baby, you have your own son to worry about-"
"Mom, he's nineteen. He has a girlfriend, he has her. Right now, I wanna be with my mom" he pulls back and looks down. "Dad would want us to be happy" he looks up and sadly smiles "he wouldn't want this"
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"Stupid stupid stupid!" I cry. "I love you so much, baby"
"I love you too, mama" he kisses my forehead.
Carter has a life of his own now.
He got a heart transplant due to him one the verge of dying. He had a son, Daniel, and got married.
It's bittersweet.
I miss it being Carter, Tucker, and I.
"Daddy!" our three year old walks in, causing Tucker and I to jolt up. "Can we go shoot?"
Tucker sighs. "Yea sure. Not like I just got back from a gang fight, but yea Buddy. I'll be out there in a minute" he says and Carter smiles widely, running out of our room.
"When are we ever gonna get a time to ourselves?" I frown.
He shakes his head. "I don't know... but we will"
I want that back.
As horrible as it was, I want it all back.
Tucker losing his patience for Carter, but never showing it.
He loved, I mean loveS, his son.
Always has, always will.
I run outside. "Wait! Tucker!"
He turns to me. "Yea?"
"Are we... friends?" I ask.
He smiles. "Sure"
my heart aches.
"Tucker..." Rachel squeezes my head as she cries.
"He's dead... Enzo is dead..." my voice cracks.
My loves.
You're reunited now.
The Archer brothers are back together.
I can only imagine the reunion.
How happy they are to see each other.
But it hearts... when Tucker died, it took my whole life away besides our son. Something I'll never forgive Tucker for.
