a hollywood horror[hunter]

[jackson david henderson]

jackson david henderson had been in iso for the last week. yeah he had only been here two whole weeks and already most of his time was in the isolation room. that sucked the most. he didn't want to be locked in a room. by himself. with nobody around. white walls. god it was boring. jack was practically screaming to be let out. of course he found ways to entertain himself. like land swimming and humming. he sung his favorite songs, practiced singing for the halloween party. he was doing moves like jager with sammie, a girl he only just met. but he didn't care. it was gonna be fun. plus she was a person and she said she sung but not well. but he couldn't say anything, he wasn't that good either.

one might wonder what exactly jack did to end up in iso. the first time he knocked out a boy by the name of connor. he didn't know who he was at the time, but adrian(who he liked) had asked him to do it. so he did it. was that a bad thing? then he took the flares adrian gave him and threw them in the air, then at windows, then at classrooms, then in classrooms. finallly he threw them at the security and the only reason he got out early was his tinkerbell begged for him to be released. he was happy for that. oh you want to know the second thing? it wasn't even that bad, but since itwas his second offense he got taken in. okay okay i'll tell you. he tried to burn down the school. no kidding, not on purpose. but earlier that day he almost burnt up the gardens(he got that fire out) but then he was playing with candles in the common room and burnt a couch. it was fun, the candle playing. the couch burning was cool too but...oh yeah bad i know.

he didn't really get out of the school much, he spent a little time at the park with tink and the hospital with wolf. so he decided to go exploring! yup he skipped school and headed out. okay actually he was told he couldn't go to school that day. so really he wasn't skipping anything. either way he was out in the town, he went through the woods cause that just seemed like tons of fun! and well he was a fun kind of guy. then he went through all the stores, stopped by the hospital and dropped off some gifts for carson. he stayed a little while, because he met the boy the day before. he was trying to walk and well jack decided to talk to him. now he brought the boy a bunch of flowers, chocolate and soda. cause who didn't like flowers, chocolate and soda? insane people that's who! did i mention he had willy with him? yup willy the kitty. he let carson play with willy before waving good bye and moving on.

he stopped by the park to play on the swing set before heading off again. next stop. lighthouse. he carried mr. willy up the stairs before setting the cat down who decided to do some exploring of his own as he sat and looked out the window thing. he liked old things. they were way cooler. cause well they had stories behind them and jack likes to think about them and make up back stories. like this lighthouse. he had decided that it had been here since world war ii and that the people used it to help warn the town that enemy ships were coming and then they would bomb the ships. yeah far from the truth, but hey? it's just a story.

ATTIRE

[/color] here CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS someday - nickelback NOTES yeah they need to meet WORD COUNT six hundred and forty two[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[hunter andre henderson]

hunter andre henderson, techinically was a bit of a stalker so to speak over the years of his brothers life and picking up and moving here. well if jackson had ever seen him about in south carolina and recognized him it might be a doomed situation. the boy would probably define him as some creepy twenty year old mane creeping on his every move. well not every move, but he did tend to make sure the boy was safe. where they lived he could have been disguised, but not on a twenty-four hour basis. though he attempted to make every move precise and serious enough for the boy not to catch on and his parents not to catch on. this hotel room seemed like a hell to him. it was like a trap and he didn't have any call backs yet for interviews. it sucked! the economy sucked and it was harsh! the twenty-two year old looked in his wallet. he sighed looking at his money he knew he should save up for the rent on the room, but he was hungry. he had money saved up but the point was that if he spent it it wouldn't be saved to get a place...he'd just go get chips or something from the lobby? yeah that was healthy and this place well it didn't look like the most sanitary, but he couldn't just go without eating it wasn't like him to starve himself. he always managed. he threw on a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. his relaxed attire.

the reflection in the mirror showed him he looked a bit scruffy, but he didn't exactly have a razor at the moment. he went into the bathroom brushed his teeth and splashed water over his face after. he felt refreshed sort of, but he didn't look it. the bed here wasn't comfy, but then he had managed with worse. lack of sleep wasn't a huge issue though he was kind of use to it from time to time. especially when he had nightmares of his parents hunting him down or the crash. he put his toothbrush in its case again just in case this place was infested with something he didn't want his stuff being ruined he didn't have money to replace anything. or much to his name. he then got the room key, his phone, and his wallet and he went down to the lobby got a vitamin water and a bag of chips. he was going to catch a bus? nah he was in walking distance maybe? he wanted some air...he had yet to explore this beautiful beach in south haven, so he assumed now was just as good time as any. it wasn't like he had anything better to do.

the sights were alright, the homes were pretty, the cars were wizzing by as andre was well on his way. he got to the beach within forty-five minutes or so..so maybe the walk was a little bit further then he thought and kind of a strain, but it was a decent workout. he sat in the sand kind of picking up a stick moving it about in the sand. he kind of looked like a lost little boy on the beach right now and he was lot. his feelings were so conflicted he really wasn't sure what he was going to do. keep watching jackson or keep just watching over the boy to make sure he was safe and didn't hurt himself badly? he looked up and in the distance he saw a lighthouse and he smiled. the older henderson, snacked on his chips a bit looking out into the ocean at the waves washing up on the sand. this was just teasing his hunger. the medium sized bag was gone in like no time. i must have been hungry he said chuckling at himself and then he stood up dusting the sand off his jeans and jogged over to a trash can throwing away his trash. he decided from the moment he saw the lighthouse in the distance he had to see it he just wanted to finish his brunch first.

the journey over was alright, sand wasn't his shoes friends by any means though his shoes were full of sand. when he made it to the lighthouse he stood against it dumping his shoes and then he looked up at the tall lighthouse and then to his right. he saw the door and well he decided to go up and see what he could see from inside. he climbed the steps and then he kind of froze seeing a cat and then..his brother. wasn't he supposed to be in school? was he ditching? that was kind of disappointing. the cat rubbed against his pant leg and he kind of smiled he always wanted a pet, but he couldn't even take care of himself... the boy well he pry didn't know who he was...so he was okay for now. maybe this was a calling though? "hey there..room enough for two or three.." he said kind of well he was kind of nervous but he hoped it didn't show....this was his brightside.

WORDS! eight sixty four
STATUS! complete
TAGS! jackson david henderson
NOTES! say anything
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[jackson david henderson]

jackson, the younger henderson, hadn't seen his brother since he was a little kid. so he wouldn't recognize him, even though his brother was dead. so even if anyone looked familiar. he wouldn't think anything of it. cause well why would his parents lie about that? they wouldn't. cause jackson's life probably would be different if andre was alive. if his brother was just alive, he would of been different. he would of had gifts a plenty and he wouldn't of been afraid and then maybe he wouldn't of brought gifts to people and that's where he met half his favorite people. so though good things came from being without andre, jackson still felt sad when he had time to sit and reflect on it. which was now, as he stared at willy going crazy all over the place.

andre and him had been best friends, and really close. cause he was his big brother and jack always looked up to him. watched him get praises and things, he wanted to do the same thing. now it seemed jack was the one growing up, and his brother wouldn't have the chance. but jack bet he was happy, where ever he was. or he hoped he was in heaven and happy and not in that inbetween place people get stuck in. he'd feel bad if it was all his fault. but his thoughts were interrupted when some man walked in, speaking to him. now some people would get angry if somebody interrupted their thoughts, but that wasn't jackson at all. especially since it seemed that willy liked the man, cause he was rubbing on the guys leg, wanting to get petted.

jackson laughed, "there is plenty room here! i'm jackson and that's willy." on cue willy meowed and sprinted his way back to jackson. "sorry for willy. he likes people. guess he gets it from me." the boy pet the cat as he smiled at the man, of course the man's eyes seemed familiar but the boy couldn't place it, and he didn't know anyone from maine. or anyone that much older than him. so the guy was a stranger. and jackson wasn't scared of strangers. except if they were going to rape him(which was most definetly not gonna happen in this situation at all) or were mean. but this guy didn't seem mean at all, "what's your name? if you don't mind me asking. i figure if we are gonna sit here in the same place stranger dude, that we should know each other's names."

ATTIRE

[/color] here CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS someday - nickelback NOTES blehi kind of sucks WORD COUNT four hundred and forty seven[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[hunter andre henderson]

the green eyes couldn't help but study his brother a bit upon appearing. the lighthouse a calling? that was interesting how it was going to make him decided to actually go through with it after all these years even though the boy that he was dead. gone six feet under somewhere, but had they even had a funeral? if they did then his parents were even sicker than he knew, but he never really cared after he got done away with the boys heart broke and well his best friend his brother was the only link really holding it together for him. that sounded bad, but that was the way he felt. he surely had his own life in the sense of prospering in and the occasional woman and such, but it wasn't complete. the key well he knew he was only hurting the both of them by holding it, but he was afraid in a weird sense? yeah, he was afraid to be honest. that had always been the problem. he was standing there though with his brother and nothing was happening. jackson would hate his parents though if he knew and well that'd be their clue. it was tough holding this secret...it was terrible to have to do.

the crash well it had hurt jackson the worst, so he would of course believe the bull his parents fed. that was so poor though to tell someone that woke up from a coma that there brother was dead when clearly he was out there breathing still. the cat didn't bother him a bit. in fact he wanted to pick him or her up and pet it, but he didn't want to frighten it and well too be honest he'd look pretty silly holding a cat, because he hadn't before? some animals liked to be held a certain way. just like jack when he was small his mom use to let him hold him but he liked to be held near..it was weird that he still remembered holding jack when he was small, but his fondest memories were with the boy who wasn't so little anymore in fact he was taller than him. that was just sad he always hoped he was taller, but it was okay jack could have their fathers height. not that he didn't it was just by meer inches. he paused he wanted to say he knew, but he waited for the rest to kind of play out being silent. "hey willy" he said slowly. .

names...names...names...he wanted to lie and not say his name there could be plenty of hunter's or andre's in the world, but he didnt want to lie to jackson anymore. "i know who you are." he said biting his lip nervously looking up at his brother. here went nothing after years and years of not talking andre didn't really know how to do this. "bare with me I'm not a stalker." he said kind of trying to put pieces together. "your whole name is jackson david henderson you were born on february 28th. you are seventeen years of age and you attend hawthorne. you have only been here for a short period of time and well for some reason unknown to me you are not in class.." he said kind of seriously, because that was just how andre was. but you are a good boy just the same and if you were in class i wouldn't have pry got the same chance i do now." he said with a gulp looking down and then back up. "im soryr if ai am freaking you out its just been so many years and I have no plan of how to do this." he said wanting to pull the boy into a hug. then he thought about it. it was just that simple alls he had to do was say his name and hopefully jack would believe him and not think he was some sick fuck playing a joke on him. "my name is hunter andre henderson." he said and he kind of froze not believing this was actually happening he was standing in front of his brother and he was finally going to know he was alive. he was going to get a relationship back with him hopefully if he didn't completely hate him post being informed...but then andre thought to speak more. he put a hand on the boys shoulder. "i know it sounds weird, because i'm supposed to be dead, but well i hope you believe me because i really am your.." he trailed off. did he sound stupid it wasn't something he liked to do. he was nervous his stomach was churning at the bit. he wondered what was going to happen..what was really going to come of this. he could only wait and dream?

WORDS! eight zero five
STATUS! complete
TAGS! jackson david henderson
NOTES! (:
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[jackson david henderson]

jackson's parents didn't give his brother a funeral, not really. they told jack when he got out of his coma that they did. even had fake pictures of a family gathering and said it was the funeral. even had a headstone placed in the graveyard. of course the boy went over and had his on memorial service for andre. because he loved his big brother with all his little heart. so he prayed to god saying that he should watch andre and make sure the boy behaved in heaven and that he would be there when he dies. then they could be together again. but if andre was in that inbetween, well back then, jack didn't think that far ahead. he was a little kid. he just wanted to make sure his brother knew that he didn't blame him for the accident. he blamed his parents for never visiting him. for not bringing him anything. that's who he blamed.

so jackson watched as the guy said hi to willy and already jackson liked the man. he was nice to willy and silly willy was important to him. he scratched behind willy's ears and kissed the top of his head. he didn't really know what else to really talk to the guy about. he didn't much talk about important things and he was gonna offer to play a game or to go out to eat. cause jackson was starving, but the man kept talking and jack's eyes widdened. he said he wasn't a stalker,but he knew everything about him. it was strange. horribly strange. and jack hurridly picked up willy as the boy said his name. no that couldn't be. his brother was dead. the man in front of him, it couldn't be.

his parents said, then again his parents were addicts. he couldn't put that pass them. but andre would of came and talked to him. andre would of came and told him the truth. so this couldn't be andre, but those green eyes. they were so familiar to him. those were his brother's eyes. that's why he was sure he knew the man. cause it was hunter! it was his brother. "are you a zombie? please tell me your a zombie!" his voice was his usual happy tone, until he got serious again. "if it's you..how? they said you were dead. that you died. even aunty said you were gone. why would they say that?" of course his aunt thought andre was dead, very few people knew the truth. everyone just believed what his parents said. there was a death certificate and everything. it was kind of hard to fake that. or so people thought. "why didn't you visit? i thought everyone hated me.."

ATTIRE

[/color] here CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS someday - nickelback NOTES blehi kind of sucks WORD COUNT four hundred and eighty[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[hunter andre henderson]

honestly, it did not matter to him that his parents didn't give him a funeral. well it did but it didn't because well his parents got rid of him. there was no question he had messed up and his little brother was in a coma because of him, but he didn't know that would well put him where he was today. he had a lot of sorrow built up in him with the unanswered questions. he wondered besides the fact that he was dead what was said about him. he wondered if anyone really missed him. sure he knew jack probably did, but did his parents? no they threatened to kill him how could they miss someone they wanted dead. they went to great lengths they knew that much he had a tomb stone in a graveyard. he had seen it there and well that was weird to him. maybe it was more of a threat to him than anything where he could be and that is maybe why he lived in fear. he was twelve years old for crying out loud and his parents the two people that were supposed to love him unconditionally...

the sight in front of him was rather cute. the boy and the petting him and loving him. andre didn't want to be petted, but he wanted jackson to love him and he was afraid he wouldn't it all was about being a bit fraidy cat. that was kind of an ironic symbol. he watched his response to his name as he picked up the cat. he didn't blame him for being weirded out by all the detail he would be to if your dead brother came and told you he wasn't dead at a random location in maine when you two were from south carolina. that was off! he just watched him carefully hoping he didn't go and freak out completely. his brother had turned into a very loving being, but in all honesty he wouldn't blame him for walking out on him...if it came down to that.

it was silent for quite some time as in turn jackson kind of studied him. he wondered so badly what was going through his mind. he was nervous but then the boys happy tone came out and he asked him if he was a zombie. now that was unrealistic, but probably a realistic question for him maybe. he allowed himself to kind of chuckle at it. "no i'm not a zombie jackson" he said and then he got serious. "they did say i was dead i know..aunty doesn't know im alive either no one does but our mother and our father." he said with a sigh. "they got rid of me? told me i wasn't allowed to come see you and told me if i did i'd really be dead.." well something to that effect. he was serious and he didn't even blink he felt bad for saying it but he was being serious. they said it because they wanted everyone to believe it they didn't want anything to do with me and didn't want me in your life.." he said with a sigh. "i did visit when you were in the hospital a couple times, but i had nothing to leave you..then they sent me to florida, and i came back...i watched you..but i couldn't you were happy and they i really would be dead and i didn't want to risk the chance and well here we are.." he said taking a step forward wanting to embrace him, but then the cat was there and he didn't want to squish it. so he planned out his next move by waiting...

WORDS! eight zero five
STATUS! complete
TAGS! jackson david henderson
NOTES! (:
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
Pic By
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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[jackson david henderson]

the boy was kind of said that andre wasn't a zombie, cause do you know how fun a zombie is? if he had a zombie brother he'd be the happiest vampire boy ever and he would so not let anyone shoot him in the head and make sure not to catch him on fire. or wait? did fire kill zombies? like if they were in an exploding building or caught up in a forest fire. he hoped not, cause jack liked fire but wait andre wasn't a zombie. so he just, well still had to be careful not to kill him. then again he had to be careful he didn't kill himself too. "well that stinks willy. i wanted a zombie brother," he said softly to the cat in his lap.

he didn't really know what more to say to andre, he was his andre, he could tell. those eyes gave it away. but, how could this be? why would his parents do that to him? it was bad enough they never visited him in the hospital but they took his big brother away too. it wasn't andre's fault, he was only twelve and he was trying to help. he could of died if andre didn't take him, he couldn't breath. he didn't like thinking about the day he lost his brother. or not lose his brother? he felt responsible all these years, and now here was the boy. in front of him.

most people would probably be upset, angry and unsure how to take it. but jack? jack didn't care if he was gone for so long. he was just glad he was back so now he could stop feeling horrible. but then the boy or man now, in front of him said something about his parents threaten him? why would they do that. "i don't think they would of, they haven't cared about me since i got out. not really." he shrugged, "they started doing drugs and stuff so i got taken away and its why i'm with aunty." why would his family have a fake memorial service? why would they put all the rest of them in pain when he was really alive. he was here, not dead. here.

he couldn't keep it in any longer, so he sat willy down and ran, wrapping his arms around his brother and couldn't help but be overly excited. he wanted to jump up with joy, spin around, do some crazy dances. it was andre! ANDRE! he was soooo happy to be here with his big brother that he finally pulled away, he spinned in a circle, "i'm glad your not dead! dead isn't good at all! though it'd be more fun if you were a zombie but i still love you!."

ATTIRE

[/color] here CREDIT SAM !? of A Changed Hogwarts. Don't remove the credit or I will find you. LYRICS someday - nickelback NOTES blehi kind of sucks WORD COUNT four hundred and eighty-one[/center][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[hunter andre henderson]

andre was a rather observant kind of person he observed this silly boy for a matter of years to be honest, but right now he had no clue what was going on in that mind of his too be honest which could be rather frightening at times, but not so much. he loved this boy to death and had come this far for him and he was sure whatever it was that was going on in his head of his was amusing enough to jack and well that was enough for andre to just accept it and let it go. then he mentioned him and willy wanting a zombie brother and snickered shaking his head. “I can..well I was going to say I could pretend, but I’d be awful at it.” he said just to be honest.


the lighthouse got kind of silent. he did expect that it may be a bit awkward and he did even expect jack to hate him and tell him he was a liar, but that was not happening right now and well it was a relief. though he did feel badly about his parents at the moment. jack would probably never want to speak to him again. andre knew he wouldn’t but he could take care of jack way better than his parents ever had. aunt hannah had done a good job. ”you okay?” he asked kind of worried about how silent he was and he wanted to make sure. sure it was a lot to take in, but as a big brother he’d try and help any way he could.


most people would probably be upset, angry and unsure how to take it. but jack? jack didn't care if he was gone for so long. he was just glad he was back so now he could stop feeling horrible. but then the boy or man now, in front of him said something about his parents threaten him? why would they do that. "i don't think they would of, they haven't cared about me since i got out. not really." he shrugged, "they started doing drugs and stuff so i got taken away and its why i'm with aunty." why would his family have a fake memorial service? why would they put all the rest of them in pain when he was really alive. he was here, not dead. here.

the boy ran at him and well andre kind of stumbled back a bit not expecting it but he only smiled when he managed to keep himself standing up and wrap his arms tightly around his brother getting the hug he finally really wanted to give him for so long. he wasn’t going to cry, but he really wanted to. the one person he could say he honestly loved in this world was in his arms right now and he was happier than anyone could imagine. yeah, most guys would be facing this emotion when it came to a woman in their arms, but he was doing it because family was forever and he was excited he got to bond and be one with his brother again. andre snickered a bit. he was usually serious but for jack he was kind of at ease. you can tell people i’m your zombie brother if you’d like.” he said just throwing it out there and when he heard him say he still loved him his smiled widened. ”i love you to jackson.”

WORDS! five seventy six
STATUS! complete
TAGS! jackson david henderson
NOTES! (:
INSPIRATION! The Killers
CREDITS! Template Byarro @ Caution!
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LYRICS! Mr Brightside by The Killers

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