Tracy Family Secrets
summary: There's so many you know: Where they live, what they do. Some secrets, bad ones, are forgotten even the ones who own them do and it takes a tramatic event to bring them back. Rated for abuse!!! please read and review!!
RATED M FOR PHYSICAL ABUSE!!
author's notes: just a thought on this... it came to me so i'm writing it... you have been warned so don't flame me for writing such a story... just don't read it instead... this may go on forever or stop really soon... i'm writing this because i have free time on my hands after being fired from one of my jobs-- the jerks!
OK ON TO THE STORY!!
Chapter 1: and so it begins... ... ...
Alan walked into his father's office with a confidence about him. He was a thunderbird now, after all! He should be treated like the rest and which he believed was... He sat down in front of his father's desk and spoke, "I want to be homeschooled now." It was not a question, it was a request, he continued. "I want to sit in on missions, I am in training and I should be here to do that." He finished. His father stood, Alan's confidence slipped... His dad can be Hell-O intimdating when he stood over you. Alan stood to keep eye level the same.
"You believe your better then your brothers?" Jeff ask, in a firm tone.
"No I believe we're all equal, and that's why I should be here with all of them." Alan replied.
"But your brothers finished school in school, your brothers took other roads before coming here. You telling me your not doing that tells me you think you are better, and you are not!" Alan took a step back, sure they fought about this constantly but this was the first time after the Hood's attack that he brought it up. Jeff seemed different, it scared him, sorta.
"But I know what I want to do, I want to do this. And Gordon didn't finish school in school, he went in to the Navy and finished school. This would be the same!"
-x-SMACK-x- Alan's face was to the side, his cheek stung, he opened his eyes and looked at his father, in shock. ...he hit me... Jeff now grabbed Alan's arm ruffly and hard(seemly trying to crush it, it felt like to Alan); Alan gasps. "This would NOT be the same!" He said, in a growling voice. "You are going back to school!" And with that he push Alan ruffly at the door. Alan scrambled out of the room, completely confused but his fathers action. Alan walked down the hall but then ran when he heard, "GO TO YOUR ROOM!" Bellowed through the hall.
Alan went to his room in a hurry, he stepped into the bathroom and looked at himself. A pink hand print rested on his left cheek, and as he raised his sleeve there was marks from where his dad had grabbed him from, they stung... His dad had never acted like this before, he would have been proud of the way he stood up for himself, but would tell him that he was going to school. Never in his dreams did he think his dad would act like this! And... And this feeling in his gut, toward his dad, Alan didn't remember where, but he's felt this before...
beepbeepbeepbeepbeep thump Alan turned off the alarm, it was dinner time. Not wanting to upset his father more he headed down. It was a silent meal, or at least it was for Alan. He didn't speak, because each time he made an attempt, his father would give him an evil eye. He wasn't sure why, but he did back down. That night Alan had restless sleep. He woke up several times, plagued with nightmares...
A small blond boy, between the ages of 2 or 3, hid in the corner, crying. "Shut up boy!" A man bellowed. The man walked into the room and kicked the child several times. gasp- he woke
"Mommy, mommy!" the small child called, "Down here my dear." A woman called from down the stairs. The little boy approached the top of the stairs and wavered, deciding on the best way to go down. "Move" Said a loud voice from behind him and next thing that happened ws the boy tumbling down the stairs. lucky there was only 5 steps to the first landing. The woman ran up and met her son. She picked him up and he began to cry she looked at her husband, "What happened, Jeff?" "He tripped." gasp- groaning he rolled over
"why are you doing this, Jeff?" "I didn't do anything!" "Don't lie to me, tell me! tell me why he's bruised up so bad!" "He likes to fall alot." "Don't give me that, I caught on to it 3 months ago. Why him, why only Alan?" -sniffle, sniffle- (the scene changed) The small boy was sitting on a swing, he came out here to get away. Soon his mother ran up to him, lifting his head she saw new bruises, and he began to cry. "He needs to stop..." she whispered. gasp- he rolled again
"Stop it!" She pulled her husband away from her youngest. "Just stop it! We're on vacation, for goodness sakes... Give your son a break ok! Please, For Me." 3 hours later she was dead, it devastated Jeff. And he took her last word toward him with heart, and hasn't hurt his son like that til now... gasp- he rolled over again and thump! he fell...
He got back into bed but he couldn't sleep... He kept thinking about his dreams... Were they his memories??
"gosh I hope not" he thought...
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