True Love's Kiss Part 2
Title: True Love's Kiss Chapter 2 - Will Returns
Pairing: Will/Jake later on
Rating: R for the whole thing
Warnings: Grimmcest, angst, violence...
Summary: What if Will and Jake had kissed in the forest? And what would the consequences have been?
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters etc...
Author's Note: I'm really sorry but Will's not too nice in this story to start with. I love him really and I promise he'll be nicer soon! :)
It was getting quite late into the afternoon as Jake sat on the bed back at the house in the village, his journal balanced on his lap. He thought that they must have noticed he was gone from the celebrations by then but nobody had come up so he tried not to worry. Maybe they didn’t miss him. He might have helped saved the girls but Will would keep them more than entertained. He wasn’t much fun at parties unless he was drunk, though Will constantly told him that he wasn’t in fact ‘fun’ when he was like that, more annoying than anything else.
Will had always been in charge of him, being the older sibling. Ever since they were young boys, he had told him everything about the world, saying what was good and bad and what he should and shouldn’t do. Their mother had been a poorly woman so, for the majority of their childhood, Will had been his guardian, teaching him and protecting him but also tormenting and punishing him. This violence increased after little Lotte’s death in that harsh winter. Will blamed him for her death - after all, he had brought home the magic beans instead of the medicine she so badly needed - and he had never let him forget that. Jake had been naive and innocent - and not too much had changed since then - yet he had still fought and hurt him, sometimes not behind their Mother’s back. Poor Jake had spent many a night crying into his pillow and even now, he had that problem. He always thought that Will was better than him, being older and more handsome, and by the looks of things today, he had got the girl too. Over the time they had been staying in Marbaden, Jake had grown to like Angelika quite a bit but if she had eyes only for his brother then he wasn’t interested.
Sighing, Jake picked up the pen again and flicked over what he’d already written in the journal. Most of it was random musings about what had happened in the forest with the Mirror Queen and the tower but right at the end, there was something about the kiss he had shared with Will and the anger his brother had directed towards him after. He hadn’t particularly wanted to write anything at first, feeling very frightened, but nobody wasn’t going to look in there. Nobody ever did. He made sure of that.
But then, just as he was skimming through it and checking he hadn’t missed anything out, there was the sound of the door opening and he sharply looked up, slamming the journal shut. Before he even had time to register what was going on, it roughly closed again and he was pushed to the mattress, hands twisted behind his back. He tried to shout out in pain but a sharp blow distracted him. ‘’ Stupid boy!’’ came Will’s angry voice and he attempted to suck in a ragged breath, yet his lungs were being crushed, his brother’s knee pressing too hard on his back. ‘’ Why did you kiss me?!’’
Jake squirmed, wanting to get out. Will held on even tighter. ‘’ Answer me!’’
‘’ You - you made me...’’ Jake panted and howled as Will replied by twisting his arm.
‘’ What do you mean I made you?!’’
‘’ Angelika - Angelika...she went to kiss you but you said - you said not to...so I - I - I...I did...’’
‘’ Stupid fool! I thought you were the first person! I thought I was kissing Angelika!’’
‘’...because I’m really like Angelika, aren’t I?’’ Jake moaned. Will dug his knee further into the small of his back. He winced, biting the inside of his lip.
‘’ Don’t answer me back! I’m your older brother and you will respect me!’’ he screamed, pulling Jake’s head back by his hair. Jake kicked out, pain searing through him.
‘’...Will, stop it...’’ he begged. Tears were in his eyes.
‘’ You’ll respect me!’’
‘’ Will, please, you’re hurting me...’’
‘’ I don’t care, you pathetic coward! You’ll respect me!’’
Jake finally nodded desperately. He hated when Will demanded things out of him like this. It was as if he was his Master, not his brother. But, still, as he complied to what he wanted, he let him go at last and Jake immediately scrambled away from him, eyes wide and clothes crumpled. Will glared up at him from the bed, looking furious. It was the first time Jake had seen his face since he had entered. His heart leapt into his throat. He had never witnessed him so angry. The fear kept him rooted to the spot.
‘’ What - the Hell - were you thinking, Jacob?’’ he hissed, eyes narrow. ‘’ We’re brothers! Why in the world would I want to kiss you?!’’
‘’ I don’t know, Will...’’ Jake babbled, shaking his head. ‘’ I was frightened for you - wasn’t thinking straight - do anything to wake you...’’
‘’ Oh, for heaven’s sake, Jacob, you must have known I wasn’t dead when I said something!’’
‘’ Yes, but - but...’’
‘’ But what?!’’ Jake said nothing. ‘’ Answer me, damn it!’’
‘’ Will, I - I don’t want to talk about this.’’ And Jake quickly grabbed his journal from the bed, trying to dash for the door. A rough hand slamming him against it abruptly stopped his exit. He cried out in both pain and shock, struggling.
‘’ We damn well will talk about this, Jacob!’’ Will exclaimed. ‘’ Don’t you dare think of running away from me!’’
‘’ Will, please!’’ And Jake squirmed, managing to duck out of Will’s tight grasp and dart across the room. Will grabbed him again, pulling him close to his face. Jake tried to dodge his gaze, clutching his journal to his chest as if it protected him. ‘’ Will, please...’’ he sobbed again.
‘’ Stop being so pathetic, Jacob!’’ Will screamed, shaking him. ‘’ You’re so weak! What do you think - that one day you’ll get your happily ever after?! Well, wake up, Jacob! There are no happy endings by wishing on stupid stars! Stop living in this dumb, foolish dream world of yours! Wake up!’’
‘’ Stop it, Will...’’ Jake begged, closing his eyes tight shut and turning his head. ‘’ Please don’t do this...’’
But Will just grasped him tighter, one hand holding his collar while the other dug painfully into his arm. ‘’ Look at me!!’’ he yelled yet Jake shook his head, desperately fighting back tears. He always used to receive a smack from Will when he cried at a younger age.
‘’ Don’t shout, Will...’’ he pleaded. ‘’ Please don’t, Will...’’
‘’ I will do as I want, Jacob! I am your older brother! Now, look - at - me!’’
‘’ No!’’
‘’ Look at me!’’
‘’ Will - don’t - please - don’t - Will - I - no - Will...’’
‘’ Open your damn eyes and look at me!’’
‘’ S-stop it-t...’’
‘’ I want you to do as I say!’’ And Will raised a hand and slapped Jake as hard as he could, pushing him to the floor. Jake burst into tears and wildly kicked and screamed when Will threw various items from the bedside table at him and then tried to wrestle his journal from his sore hands.
‘’ Will, stop it!!’’ he shrieked but Will got the book off of him, placing a foot on his chest as he tried to scramble up. He could only watch when his brother carelessly flicked through the worn pages, laughing cruelly.
‘’ Kissing frogs? Wolves as Grandmothers? Weaving straw into gold? Don’t be so pathetic, Jacob!’’ But then he got to the point where Jake had written about the events in the forest and he paused, his eyes narrowing as he read carefully. Jake stared up at him, his eyes wide and leaking with tears while his heart beat furiously in his chest, expected another punch sometime soon.
‘’ Will -‘’ he tried to start, knowing what he was reading. He hadn’t wanted anyone to see that, especially not his brother. ‘’ Will, I - I...’’
‘’ You pathetic child!’’ And, right in front of his eyes, Will tore up the page he was reading, and a few others to hurt Jake, before throwing the journal across the room, narrowly missing the burning fire. Jake cowered against the bed, whimpering and crying.
‘’ I hate you!’’ Will screamed at him one last time and then stormed out, slamming the door violently behind him. Jake sobbed louder once he was gone, now in private, and buried his face in the sheets falling off the bed, his head aching painfully. This hadn’t meant to happen, not after all the good things that had happened to them in Marbaden. He had never thought that just one kiss could change so much. Well, he’d dreamt it, but never ever imagined it happening to him. And especially not him and Will.
He stayed there by the bed for what felt like ages, sobbing and whimpering and desperately trying to stop to no avail. Thoughts and wild imaginings streamed through his mind and he didn’t know what to do with them. Maybe he shouldn’t write anymore if it got him into horrible situations like these. Will really hated him now and there felt like there was no turning back this time. He was right - there were no happy endings from wishing on stars, which Jake had done many times before. Everything had changed now.
At last though, Jake stood up on shaking legs and stumbled around the bed, reaching down to pick up his journal lying torn and crumpled by the fire. A hot tear gushed down his cheek as he glanced at the shreds strewn around it and he immediately picked them up, stuffing them under his pillow along with the book. Drawing the curtains against the soft evening daylight, he undressed and then climbed in under the covers, pulling them over his head and vulnerably curling up.
He wondered how many of his dreams Will would haunt that night.
TBC