Lori walked down stairs and confronted her parents, they were watching television until Lori stepped in front of them.
"Mom Dad, I really need my own room" Lori told them in an angry tone.
Her parents rolled their eyes and looked at Lori with an annoyed facial expression.
"Lori, we've been through this with you about thousand times now, you can't have your own room and you know this" Lori's mother told her.
"Well, how about the attic or the garage!" Lori gave them some examples of places that were free in the loud house.
"Sweetie, the attic is full of our old stuff and that's also where Lucy goes to write her poetry half the time" the Mother told Lori.
"And Luna has the garage to practice, and where Lana keeps her power tools" her Father noted.
"Yeah...but...what about..." Lori rambled on while trying to think of other places for her.
"I'm sorry sweetie, but like we already told you, we don't have the space for your own room" Lori's Mother told her.
While Lori was saddened with defeat she started to get mad at a certain someone who has their own room...Lincoln.
"Well, why does Lincoln get his own room and not me?" Lori angrily told her parents, "How comes the oldest sister has to share a room but not the younger brother!".
Lori's parents looked at each other with worry about their oldest daughter having another big meltdown.
"Lori, you know why Lincoln has his own room, heck it's not even a room" her Mother tried to calmly talk to her.
But Lori has already set out for blood on Lincoln and won't let anything else get in her way.
Meanwhile, Lincoln was walking out of the bathroom while wiping his wet hands on his jeans. After he got done drying his hands off of his jeans he walked towards his room while whistling one of Luna's songs, but then stopped to hear what was going on downstairs after hearing something that got his attention.
"It's not fair, Lincoln get's his own room but not me!" Lori yelled.
Lincoln looked down the staircase and quietly sat their on top of the staircase to hear the rest of the argument.
"Listen young Lady!" the Father stood up in frustration, "Me and your mother has had enough of your complaining about your room, now go up stairs and stay there until I call you for dinner!".
Lori was shocked but stood her ground.
"What, this ain't fair, you always stick up for Lincoln when I bring this up with you guys!" Lori yelled back at her Father.
Lincoln frowns and looks down at his feet, "They don't always take my side, do they?" Lincoln asked himself.
"We're not always on Lincoln's side Lori, now go upstairs young lady!" her Mother yelled at her.
"Yes you guys are, like the time where Lincoln broke my perfume that Bobby bought me from Paris, or the time he left his bike outside on the lawn and I tripped and broke my ankle, or the time where..."
"Enough Lori!" her Father yelled, "You have two options right now, you go to your room or I'll drag you upstairs myself and take away your phone!".
Lincoln felt bad that Lori is getting punished for the stuff that he did and wanted to just go to her and apologize, but couldn't at the moment.
"Geez, I didn't mean to bother Lori so much, I feel horrible" Lincoln sadly told himself.
Lori had enough and couldn't take no more, she ran to the staircase and turned to her parents and snapped.
"I hate you guys, I wish you weren't my parents!" Lori yelled and ran upstairs, but while she was running upstairs she saw Lincoln sitting on the step. Lincoln stood up and tried to talk to her.
"Lori, I..."
"Shut up twerp, if it wasn't for you I'd have my own room right now" Lori lashed out on Lincoln.
Lincoln felt worse and wanted to say sorry but couldn't get a word out.
"But I have to share a room, but not you..."
"Lori! Room now!" her Father yelled.
Lori angrily looked at Lincoln and said something that she should would regret later in the story.
"I wish you were never born!" Lori yelled at him and ran to her room, she then slammed her door and slammed herself down in her bed.
Lincoln stood at the top of the staircase with tears in his eyes, he wiped the tears from his eyes and proceeded to walk downstairs in the living room to see his parents looking at him. Lincoln stopped in front of them and looked down at his feet.
"I'm sorry if I caused any trouble in the last couple of weeks" Lincoln's eyes began to water, "I didn't mean to, I'm sorry". Lincoln then began to cry a little.
His Mother ran up to him and give him a big hug to comfort her little baby boy.
"Shh...Lincoln, it's not your fault, you have nothing to apologize about" his mother told him while trying to soothe him.
"Yes I do!" He told her while pushing himself away from his mother, "It's all my fault, if I wasn't born you guys wouldn't be sad and Lori would have her own room!" Lincoln told them and then ran upstairs crying.
The parents looked at each other with mixed feelings, the Father was furious at Lori for what he said to them and Lincoln, but the Mother was worried about her baby boy.
to be continued...or concluded...or abandoned...idk...
-FictionLover54-