Fight

Weird

"Hello, its good to see you again" Robert Jackson said calmly, a small smile on his face. Noah, his eyes wide with shock, dropped the grocery bags that were in his hand, not bothering to pick them up.

"What are you doing here?" Riley demanded as she took a confident step forward. "You shouldn't be here; you should be in jail with the rest of the child abusers."

"I got our for good behavior" Robert replied and stood up, even if he wasn't that tall, he still seemed to tower over his children. Sydney whimpered and bolted up the stairs to his bedroom.

His first instinct was to run.

Every time something bad happened to him, or his siblings, or his friends, he just ran.

"Good behavior?" Rhuben demanded. "How could a guy like you get out on good behavior, all you did was plot and scheme to get our inheritance, and hurt us as much as possible."

"Is it a crime to want to see my children again?"

Riley looked down at her twin brothers, who were staring at their father in shock and fear. Just when they thought that they could have a normal life, and not worry about their father ever hurting them again, here he was, as if he was their shadow, following them around everywhere. Patrick looked scared at defiant, knowing that he had to be brace for his sensitive brother. Noah, his eyes still wider, moved closer to Patrick, seemingly drawing comfort from his brother.

"It is a crime if we didn't know you were coming and if we didn't want to see you" Rhuben replied. "We have a choice if we wanted to see you or not. But apparently you didn't care."

Robert's smile wavered slightly; he walked by his children without a backwards glance. Riley glared after him, and he must have felt her eyes burning into his back because he turned around as he stood on the porch.

"You should have known that you wouldn't get rid of me that easily" he said and got into his black mini van and drove away.

"Ri-Ri, what are we going to do? Now that he's back, he knows where we live." Noah asked his normal soft tone turned to a whisper. In response, Riley walked over to the desk that was sitting in the corner in the living room. Giving it a gently kick, a compartment popped open and she reached her arm into the back. Pulling her arm back out, Patrick, Noah, and Rhuben saw that she had a small black pistol in her hand.

"Didn't think I'd need this ever again" she said and stuck it in the waistline of her jeans, her basketball jersey covering it from sight.

"That's a scary thought" Rhuben said dryly.

"Hey, what's up with you guys, you're quieter than usual" Tom observed as the two bands ate dinner. Sydney grabbed his cup of milk and noisily gulped it so he didn't have to answer. Patrick and Noah stared at their plates as they continued to eat, and Riley and Rhuben just ignored him. "Am I talking to myself?"

"Pretty much" Harry replied and took another bite of the spaghetti. "This is good, Riley."

"Thanks" Riley replied and stood up, clearing her plate from the table. She scraped the rest of her food into a Tupperware container and walked to her room, grabbing her electric guitar.

"That just proves that something is wrong her" Dougie said as soon as he heard loud, angry music coming down the stairs.

"What makes you say that?" Danny asked in curiosity.

"She always plays her electric guitar when something's brothering her. If not, she'll play the acoustic guitar" Rhuben replied as she rubbed her eyes tiredly. "Either that or she'll skateboard for two hours."

"Do you know what's wrong with her?" Tom asked her. Rhuben hesitated, thinking weather or not she should tell the guys that their father was back, but decided against it, knowing that the boys would be in trouble if she even mentioned it.

"No," she replied. "I don't have a clue."

Danny gazed at her, as if he knew that she was lying. It was a good thing that he didn't know her nervous habit when she lied. When she lied, she either got a subtle twitch on her right eye, which no one would notice unless they're staring straight at her, or she would start to tap her foot in the beat of a song that she knew. Luckily for her, it was the subtle twitch that happened this time, and no one but her brothers had noticed.

"I'm full" Rhuben said and pushed her chair back away from the table.

"You hardly ate anything" Danny protested.

"I wasn't that hungry anyway" Rhuben replied and everyone else got up to put their plates in the sink. "Syd it's time for your bath."

"I don't wanna take a bath," Sydney whined. He must have been trying to act like everything was fine, because he no longer looked scared and was starting to act like his normal self.

"Do you want to stink up the whole house?" Patrick asked him teasingly. Sydney stuck his tongue out in reply and grabbed Noah's hand, who offered to give him his bath. "Can you put in a lot of bubbles this time?"

"Sure, if you want to drown" Noah replied sarcastically and led his brother up the stairs to the bathroom.

Rhuben followed Danny, Dougie, Harry, and Tom into the living room, where Tom insisted that they should watch Back to the Future. Patrick and Rhuben wrinkled their noses, they didn't really like that movie, but knew not to complain or they'd be listening to Tom talking about why it was such a good movie for the next two hours. Danny sat down next to Rhuben and put his arm around her.

"Are you ok?" he asked her gently, staring at her with his blue eyes. Rhuben nodded silently.

"Just king of tired" she replied and laid her head down on his shoulder. Danny smiled and kissed her on the temple.

"I know you two are dating and all, but please don't become one of those couples who'd make out during a movie" Harry said in a warning tone. "Its weird and I hate the sucking sound in the background."

Danny laughed and threw a pillow at Harry as the movie started. Patrick, who was staring out the window, got on the couch next to Rhuben and curled into her side, seeking comfort.

A few minuets into the movie, Patrick and Rhuben were both asleep. Tom turned away from the TV and looked at Patrick and Rhuben.

"I wish they wouldn't hide things from us, I figure that they'd be comfortable enough to talk to us when something was wrong." Tom said.

"We can't force em' to do that" Dougie pointed out.

"And everyone has secrets and things that they don't tell each other. Hopefully they'll tell us when they think the time is right." Harry replied.

"You're watching that movie, again?" Riley asked in disbelief as she walked down into the living room and glanced at the TV.

"Hey, there's no movie like this!" Tom defended. "And this is also the reason that we-"

"Named you band, McFly, I know" Riley interrupted and walked into the kitchen. Dougie got up and followed her. "How can you stand listening to him talk about Marty McFly and all of that crap?"

"I don't know I got used to it after a while" Dougie shrugged in reply. "Anyway, how are you? You seemed kind of quiet during dinner."

"I had a lot of things on my mind," Riley replied vaguely and pulled the first aid kit out of the pantry. She grabbed a band-aid and wrapped it around her index finger, wincing slightly.

"Listen, the guys and I, we're really worried-"

"Wanna go out?" Riley interrupted him.

Dougie stared at her in shock. He didn't think that she was that interested in him. She acted like he was more of a friend than a potential boyfriend, always changing the subject whenever he asked her out. Even thought he was shocked, he wasn't shocked enough to nod in agreement.

A/N: Let us know if you like our OCs, the Jacksons. We want to know because we're thinking of making most of our Just My Luck stories with all of them or with Riley and Rhuben with mentions of their brothers. And we don't want to make stories if you don't like our OCs. Oh, and we take anonymous reviews, just so you know.