Ride with the Reaper
Two years pass, it's been two years since Lincoln's family left. He had no doubt that they probably regret their actions and want him to come back, so he did the logical move and wrote them a damn letter. It had been a struggle to do, what with his intense training and Victor riding his ass. But the older man accept that his family need some closure and allowed him some time to write out his letter.
Who to write the letter to, a question that plagued his mind. He didn't hate his family, well not entirely but he didn't want to give some of them the satisfaction or relief. The only one he bore any actual malice to is Lynn Jr, it was her fault I almost died.
The boy lets out a sigh, his hand shaking as he begins to pen the letter to his two favourite sisters
Dear Lilly, Luna, Leni, Lucy and Lana,
I suppose an explanation is in order, I owe you that at least. Before you freak out, no I'm not dead. No thanks to the monsters you call a family, they probably don't care that I'm gone. What was it they say, hmm? Probably glad that the little twerp is gone, waste of space he is huh?
I'm sorry, I'm getting off track. All you need to know Is that I'm fine, I'm somewhat safe for now.
Please forgive me but I can't come back, no matter how much I want to. I can't go through that hell again. A guy can only go through so much abuse before he has to say enough is enough, but I promise you I will come back eventually, and I'll tell you where I've been but I need you to not freak out when I do.
I love you all very much, especially you Luna. You always where my shining star, in an otherwise bleak existence
With all the love in the world
Lincoln Loud
Ps. I am sending some gifts along with the letter
Lincoln put down his pen, letting out a said sigh before grabbing a large manila envelope. He carefully slid in the letter, placing it down carefully. He gathered up a few items from around his room. The first being Bun Bun, with a sticker carefully placed on it saying, 'For Lilly'. The second was a poem, the first Poem Lucy had ever written. The third item is as beautifully crafted bracelet for Leni and a certificate for the adoption of an Iguana. The last item was a photo, slightly bent but generally well looked after. The photo was of Luna and him after the Smooch concert, they both looked quite inebriated but happy. The photo had been taken a few seconds before they had drunkenly kissed each other, It was both embarrassing and the most thrilling moment of Lincolns life. He turned the photo and gently wrote on the back of the photo
Thank you for the best time of my life. I love you with all my heart. Never Stop Rocking Luna
He then slipped it into the envelope, sealing it to be sent off. He let out a sigh as he made his way to the local post office to send off the letter, going over the plan in his head to make sure that this letter was successfully sent
'Plan Send this letter to my family and reveal my feelings to Luna and I need a better and shorter name for this plan' Lincoln thought as he doubled checked the stamp and address.
He slipped it into the post box and walked away
In the Loud house, was an almost eerie quiet. I had been that way for the past two years, ever since Lincoln went missing. Despite their efforts, they couldn't find their lost brother and son. This had made the house become almost devoid of life and happiness, even some of the loudest occupants could muster the will to live up to their namesake
Lori had moved out with her boyfriend turned fiancé, as she states that she can't live in a place with no happiness or good memories. Without Lincoln, the good memories where forgotten
Leni proved that she at least understood what was going on at least, she didn't give up on her fashion, but the trained observer could see she put not passion or drive into her work
Luna had stopped making any form of music, the Rockstar instead locked herself in her room. And only came out to eat or use the bathroom when she really needed to.
Luan occasionally cracked jokes and played the odd prank, but she brought no levity to a grim situation. Even her business was beginning to suffer, as he will to joke was forced at best
Lynn, she was the heartless bitch in all this. The only one seemingly unaffected by the disappearance of her only brother, to her he was only bad luck and a waste of space that was good for nothing. Though her family had turned on her at this point, she was now the pariah of the family
Lucy, nobody had seen the goth for a while. They knew she was ok and that this is her way of dealing with grief, but her family couldn't help but worry. A few times she'd been seen coming out of Lincoln's room, so it was their best guess that she was hauled up in there
Lana tended to her animals and fixed things around the house when she wasn't out with Lynn Sr on their quest to find Lincoln. That turned out to be a dud, but she never gave up, even when her father had to return to work.
Lola had pitched many a fit for the return of Lincoln and had lashed out at everyone, even their parents. It wasn't until Lana had gotten sick of it and slapped her twin that she stopped, nobody knows what Lana had said to the spoilt loud to make her shut up, but it certainly worked.
Lisa had gone about her business roughly the same, but had used her resources on her side project to find the male sibling. When she wasn't working on some important government contract or such as that, she was devoted to finding Lincoln
Lily, sweet baby Lily had ceased all attempts to speak. Not even saying her iconic line of Poo Poo. The Loud parents fear for their youngest child development as she had gone from the relatively chatty baby to being almost dead quiet.
Rita and Lynn had given as much time as they could into finding their son, both using up every sick leave and vacation day they could to spend on the street looking for their missing baby boy. Their bosses had been understanding, even going so far as to give them a few days of on top of their vacation days and sick days.
The loud has wasn't loud anymore. Until they received a letter in the mail, addressed from the lost boy. This caused a huge ruckus that made the Neighbours complain, as a child could be heard screaming from the top of their lungs about their lost brother
"LINCOLN, WE GOT A LETTER FROM LINCOLN!" Screamed an overly enthusiastic Lana
This had sent the family running into the living room, even Luna and Lucy came out of isolation to see if Lana's claim was true. Not that the tomboy is known to lie, but the idea seemed fantastical. Much to their surprise, it was true. The girl was holding manila envelop with what seemed like several items and a letter inside. It was addressed to Lilly, Luna, Leni, Lucy and Lana Loud, much to the dismay of some of the others
They tore open the envelope, spilling the contents onto the table. The first thing that they saw was Bun Bun, Lincolns prized stuffed toy with the sticker saying it was for Lilly
The baby girl babbled happily, cuddling the rabbit as it was handed to her. They distributed the items to their respectful item to their owner, only stopping on the photo. Luna's eyes went wide as she gently picked up the photo, tears threatening to spill. The parents wanted to question their daughter but from the reaction they hesitated. Not wanting to force their daughter back into Isolation.
Luna ran back to her room, much to the dismay of her parents. They had lost her again, at least that's what they thought until music could be heard floating down the stairs. This brought a smile to many faces as they went back to their business, gradually growing louder. All except Lynn, who became deathly quiet. She swore revenge on the twerp who'd ruined her life. Revenge she was going to have
A/N
Thank you for sticking around and reading my second chapter. It's much appreciated to know that people enjoy my work. Please let me what you think of this chapter and if you think I should go ahead with the Luna x Lincoln pairing. It is my favourite pairing and I think there is not enough of it. So please leave a review with your thoughts and any questions you may have I will try and answer the best I can
