Title: Two Kinds of Luck
Characters: uhmmm. written about Kevin's luck... Kevin Donnelly then.
Ratings: G
Warnings: none
Summary: It was stupid, what Kevin did. He gambles, though, because it's his thing, just like Tommy and his art and Sean and his girls. It's something he thinks he's good at, and he isn't going to just quit.
Disclaimer: mr. roboto owns all.
A/N: haven't written anything in awhile :( first Black Donnellys story, this is. And typed up in wordpad so any mistakes are my fault.

"All of us have bad luck and good luck. The man who persists through the bad luck - who keeps right on going - is the man who is there when the good luck comes -- and is ready to receive it."
-- Robert Collier

Truth is, Kevin is lucky -- even when he isn't. He loses money. Everytime he gambles and bets he loses his money because he never wins anything. In that way he was the most unlucky bastard in the world. Tommy and Jimmy and Seanie are always telling him to just give it up, to stop the betting because all that's going to come out of it in the end is him having nothing. He never wins, but he doesn't realize it. Everybody always tells him he's gonna lose -- and even though he honestly doesn't remember a time where he won, he still thinks he did that one time, so he keeps going. Besides, he's bound to win some time if he just keeps playing. Except there was Louie Downtown. Kevin messed up bad that time. He went in and lost again, and came out owing money to an Italian bookie. Jimmy knew it was idiotic, knew that Kevin should have to learn himself what happens then, but they were brothers -- and when you were a Donnelly, family meant more than anything -- and the whole thing just went from bad to worse. Kidnapping Louie had just taken them one step further into the act created by Kevin when he first gambled, and lost. But they didn't have the money -- kidnapping the guy and holding him for ransom seemed like the best thing to do.

Tommy was always the logical one. He may not have thought highly of Kevin's gambling, but if Kevin ever lost too much, Tommy would be there to help him out. Kevin was his brother, and brothers were supposed to stick by each other through everything. Maybe, though, maybe he should have just let Louie go. Because then Seanie might not have wound up in the hospital and Jimmy might not be wanted dead by Nicky Cottero -- at least not for that reason, anyways. And Huwie could still be alive, and Dokey wouldn't be going around with that axe of his.

Then again, who knows what would have happened. They could all be dead if Louie had been let free. Because no doubt the Italians would have at least killed Kevin for kidnapping Louie Downtown instead of paying up. It was stupid, what Kevin did. He gambles, though, because it's his thing, just like Tommy and his art and Sean and his girls. It's something he thinks he's good at, and he isn't going to just quit. Too bad it always gets him into trouble.

He is lucky, though. Because he has those three brothers of his who always stick by him, who always help him out if he loses too much money and can't pay it back. And he's still alive -- and so are Jimmy, Tommy, and Sean.