Chapter 10: You Don't Have To…..
A/N: Ok this chapter is a special because it's a crossover chapter! It's a crossover of Big time rush and That 70's Show. It just came out of me. Its ok if you've never watch it before it's not that confusing. It's a longish chapter. I got two bits of this from two episodes of That 70's Show.
Disclaimer: I don't own That 70's show or Big Time rush.
R.I.P: An old teacher of mine died recently, I think he had some cancer. He was in his early thirties and he had two young daughters. It was so sad. You wouldn't believe how much I cried. I'd just like thank you for being a great teacher and R.I.P.
Also check out Never Look Back On The Steps Your Taking by Ireland Maslow. It's a BTR story and its really good! So check it out or else!
"Ok Eric let's go over this one more time." Brona told her uncle as they approached her Grandparent's house. He had brownish-red hair with green eyes. "What do you not talk about?"
"Star wars." Eric replied.
"Good. What do we not want to hear from Red?"
"I will kick your ass."
"And what else."
"Dumbass."
"Ok I think that's everything."
Brona and Eric walked up to the slide door that led to the kitchen and opened it to see Jerry (Brona's Father) drinking a beer and Kitty (Brona's Granny) baking brownies. Kitty was a small woman with greying blonde short hair. Jerry had short wavy hair and clear blue eyes.
"Hey Dad! Hi Granny!" Brona smiled.
"Look at you sweetie." Kitty said seeing that Brona was now five months pregnant. "Did you eat too many brownies?"
"Yeah. Apparently when you do that you get pregnant." Brona replied.
"Hi Mom." Eric waved.
"Oh my baby!" Kitty shrieked and hugged the life out of him.
"*Cough* Mama's boy *cough*" Jerry and Brona coughed.
"Mom! Mom, let go." Eric said trying to get out of his mother's deadly grip.
"Where's Granddad?" Brona asked as she grabbed a coke from the fridge.
"He got some letter." Jerry informed her.
Red came into the kitchen wearing a smile and holding a letter. "I got a letter about the reunion."
"It is so nice to have a place where people applaud after you say how many people you shot." Kitty replied and brought the brownies over to the table.
"And this one is going to be special." Red told them. "You remember Larry Matthews?"
"Yeah the one with the most medals or something?" Brona asked.
"Yep. (Happily) The bastard finally died." Red smiled. "Struck by lightning. The sucker could dodge a bullet but Mother Nature got him straight in the ass."
"I only hope someone shouted 'fire in the hole'." Jerry joked.
"Now that he's gone I'll be the most decorated soldier there. Which means the added respect of my peers and plus enough free drinks to fill Mike Simpson's fake leg." Red told them.
Kitty laughs. "Y'know whenever you soldier buddies get together you have cocktails. I should have been in the army."
"So what you doing in honour of the dead soldiers?" Brona asked.
"Well, were kinda doing a speech like thing for them." Red told her.
"What about Jack Knight?" Eric asked.
"Yeah were going to include him to dumbass." Red said and Brona slapped her forehead.
"Eric!" She grunted.
"I didn't do anything!" Eric responded.
"Jack was a good kid." Red admitted. "A leader, he was reliable, kind, loyal and as stubborn as an ass."
Jerry smiled in memory of his best friend. "I remember when we smoked-" Jerry stopped speaking when he got a strange look from his Father and Mother and Brona slapped her forehead. "(Whisper) Eric say something."
"Why me?" Eric asked.
"Because you have the power of making things worse when no one else thinks it's possibly." Jerry replied.
Brona rolled her eyes at them and decided to change the subject. "Em, I can't believe you're selling the house."
"Well honey, we need a change of scenery. And Florida seems like the perfect place for us." Kitty told her.
"When are people going to start looking at the house?" Brona asked.
"Yesterday actually. So Red how did it go?" Kitty asked Red.
"Why don't you ask all the dumbasses that walked through here?" Red replied.
"So poorly then." Brona assumed.
"Maybe I should show the house today. I heard you're supposed to make a home feel warm, friendly and inviting. So you should probably leave." Kitty suggested.
"Yeah. I just don't have the patience for these people. I hate to admit it but I wish they were all dead." Red admitted.
"Dad." Eric said and shook his head.
"I said I hate to admit it!" Red pointed out.
In the Car
On some back road
"Are we there yet?" Carlos asked.
"Do you see Red and Kitty's house anywhere?" Logan asked slightly raising his voice. Logan and Kendall sat in the front while James and Carlos sat in the back.
"Logan try to calm down." Kendall told him and Logan nodded trying to keep his full attention on the road.
"Carlos!" James groaned as Carlos snatched his Pop tiger magazine.
"I want to check my horoscope." Carlos told him.
"You're getting chocolate fingerprints on it!" James yelled and tried to pull the magazine off him. They both dropped the magazine and got into a girly slap fight.
Kendall looked in the mirror. "Hey! Don't make me come back there!"
"Kendall!" Brona shouted and got off the car she was sitting on to greet her boyfriend.
"Hey baby." Kendall smiled and kissed her. "Missed you."
"Missed you too."
James, Carlos and Logan joined Brona's cousin Amy on the hood of the car.
"See this is why she's with child." Amy said.
"Amy what are you doing here?" James asked.
"Nice to see you too." Amy joked knowing exactly what James meant. "Well, I know Red so I came here to support him."
"Irish test on Monday?" Logan asked.
"You betcha." Amy replied.
Kendall and Brona walked over to them holding hands.
"Hey guys!" Brona smiled.
"Huh. She notices us." Carlos joked but with a sarcastic flare.
"Huh, looks like you have a little sarcasm on your mouth there." Brona joked.
Next Day
The Day of the Reunion
"Grandma you don't have to sell the house. And you don't have to move." Brona told Kitty as she helped tidy the living room.
"I know I don't but I am." Kitty replied and Brona nodded.
There was a knock on the door.
"Ok show time." Kitty announced and did some jazz hands before answering the door.
She answered the door to a couple. The women had short blonde hair and hazel eyes and the male had a close shaved hairstyle that was black and blue eyes.
"Oh hello there. I'm Kitty Cox and this is my granddaughter Brona Cox. She's famous *Brona rolls her eyes* my daughter is also famous. Courteney Cox." Kitty smiled. "I am so excited to show you my home!"
The couple enter the house and Kitty stands in the middle of the living room while Brona offers them cookies.
"Ok well this is the living room, where I have spent many happy hours." Kitty said. "Not like happy hours like at a bar." Kitty taps the drink counter. "Although I would be lying if I said I didn't try to start that up around here."
"It's true." Brona added.
"Yeah, but I have spent many happy times with the kids in here before they moved so very far away." Kitty told them. "Oh wait! Sad! Follow me."
Kitty and Brona leaded them into the kitchen. "And this is my kitchen. And this is the table were Eric would do his homework and Jerry would play or try to play paper hockey, and where Laurie and Courteney would do their nails. Y'know I guess the six of us would never sit here together again."
Brona gave Kitty a faint smile and patted her shoulder.
"Em let's move on." Kitty said and led them into the dining room. "Now this is the dining room where we'd have all our special dinners and where Red's mother would always tell me my pot roast was too dry. But what does she know. She's in hell now."
"Y'know I've always thought I'd always serve dinner to my grandkids in here." Kitty told them. "Oh my gosh, I'm just chocking up."
"Em follow me." Brona told the couple and led them through the next door.
"Ok and here is the den." Kitty said. She looked at the border of the door. "Oh and these are them em markings on the door we'd measure the kids height when they were growing up. (Crying) But-but you'll probably just em paint over this." Kitty assumed. "You unfeeling bastards. Yeah, you will get this house when you pry it from my cold dead fingers. In fact let me show you one more thing; the door." Kitty opens the door and the confused couple exited.
"So you're not selling the house then?" Brona asked.
"Weren't you just there?" Kitty asked.
"I was. Bravo, bravo." Brona clapped before giving her Grandmother a hug. "I did say you didn't have too."
The Reunion
Brona looked at the picture of Jack Knight that was put up in his honour. She wiped the tear that rolled down her cheek. She'll always remember the very, very last time she saw him alive and the one before that. She'll always remember the time when she was thirteen and she found Kendall early dead in his bedroom. She turned away from the picture and scanned the room of people to find Kendall. He was nowhere to be seen. She spotted Logan over by the bar where he was talking to her Granddad and looking a little grossed out. She made her way over to him.
"That-that's in very em….horrific detail." Logan said.
"Granddad can I borrow Logan for like a sec?" Brona asked.
"Wait one minute I was just telling him a story about the time I was in Korea." Red replied.
"Yeah, em I need him now. And if you don't let me, then I'll tell Granny that her engagement ring is only worth 100 dollars." Brona told him.
"Ok son, we'll finish this story later." Red told him.
"Yeah if you can find me." Logan said and went with Brona. "Never let me join the army."
"Have you seen Kendall anywhere?" Brona asked.
"Em no. Sorry. Maybe you should try in the hall or something." Logan suggested.
Brona nodded and looked over at where Carlos and James were. "Ok you take James and Carlos away from my Granddad or no one will be sleeping tonight."
Brona walked out into the hallway to see a boy about her age with dirty blond hair sitting on a bench. He was bent over and his hands were clasped in his lap. Brona walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You ok Ken?" Brona asked and sat down beside him.
"Yeah I'm fine." Kendall lied.
"Were you crying?" Brona asked studying his face seeing tearstained cheeks. But that was the only evidence because his eyes weren't red.
"No." Kendall sniffed.
"You can tell me anything."
"Just a few tears."
"If you want we can stop at the cemetery on the way home?"
"Thanks baby."
Kendall cracked a small smile and kissed her head.
Two Days Later
2K
Brona sighed seeing that Kendall was still in bed. She was keeping a close eye on him since they went to the cemetery two days ago. She was not letting a certain incident repeat itself.
Flashback
A thirteen year old Brona Cox walked up the stairs of the Knight residence holding a dish of lasagne. Kendall was home alone this weekend seeing that his mom and baby sister were visiting family.
"Kendall?" Brona called but there was no answer.
She furrowed her eyebrows and left the dish of lasagne down and continued to call out his name. She opened the door of his room and screamed. Kendall was lying on the ground with his arm cut deeply and bleeding with a big pool of blood around the area on which his arm was lying. He looked so pale and his eyes were slightly open. He tried to speak but nothing came out. Brona saw him clutching on to a razor in his other hand.
She went to his bathroom and grabbed three towels, a first aid kit and two glasses of water. She put everything down on the floor and got two pillows of his bed and used them to help him sit up. She took the razor out of his hand and took hold of his other arm.
She studied it very carefully knowing right then she had to act fast seeing that he nearly hit a vein. The cut was thin but deep. She grabbed a towel and applied pressure onto his arm hoping to stop the bleeding, if she couldn't he'd have to go to the hospital and how would she explain this? Luckily it stopped bleeding.
"Thank God!" Brona praised.
Lucky for her and Kendall, Logan had brought her to some first aid courses. She went back to the cut and got some of the antiseptic wipe and cleansed the cut. It started to heal then.
She looked at Kendall's face to see that he got some of his colour back. There were some silent tears sliding down his face that she knew he didn't want her to know about them.
"Kendall, I'll be back." Brona told him and he nodded faintly. She darted down the stairs and ran to the kitchen. She grabbed a packet of cookies and a carton of milk with a glass and carefully ran to Kendall's bedroom. She poured him a glass of milk and gave him a cookie.
"Eat, you'll feel better." Brona said and gave him a faint smile.
Kendall just nodded and obeyed her. He had no idea what to see to her. He was the leader; she shouldn't have seen him in his time of weakness. He knew she would be there for him but she shouldn't have to be.
As eat and drank Brona studied the mess trying to calculate how much blood he lost. Two pints. Two pints was a lot, he was lucky she came or he would have died. She went into his bathroom and got a pile if tissue paper to clean up the blood from the oak floor. It felt weird mopping up the blood; this was Kendall Knight's blood. She looked at Kendall who was looking at her but then looked away feeling ashamed.
"Kendall, honey, its ok. Was it by accident?" Brona asked feeling stupid for asking if it was accident.
Kendall nodded trying not to look into her eyes. Brona knew everything and she knew when someone was lying.
"You're lying." Brona said softly, she took hold of his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Wanna talk about it?"
"No! No I don't! I'm the leader! I'm not weak! I don't cry myself asleep at -"
"Kendall I never accused you of being weak. I never said you weren't a leader. I never accused you of crying yourself asleep at night. It's ok. Everyone and I mean everyone has a moment of weakness, you can't bottle up your feelings for ever or one day you'll mess up everything."
"Sorry for snapping."
"It's ok. Do you wanna talk about though?"
"No, I'm the leader. I'm the shoulder to cry on not the one to cry on a shoulder."
"Yeah you may be the leader but I'm the glue. I'm the one who keeps us together so we can follow you. I'm the one that you can talk to about anything and everything."
"I don't want you to see me cry."
"You've seen me cry and you were always there for me when I needed you. When Leslie died, when my dog died, when I am upset or sad. Every day you guys are there for me and you always remind me that I'm not alone."
Kendall looked at her not knowing what to say.
"Logan used to cut himself." Brona admitted.
"What?! I didn't know that!"
"No one did till I found him cutting himself in his bathroom. He's fine now though because he let me help him."
Kendall nodded. "I'm ready to talk."
Brona gave him a faint smile and put one arm around him and Kendall rested his head on her shoulder.
"It's about my Dad." Kendall started. "He didn't deserve to die."
"I know, your Dad was a good man."
"I know and I killed him."
"No you only think that."
"I'm a murder."
"No you're not. The man who shot the gun killed your Father."
"I'm as guilty as the one who pulled the trigger."
"Why?"
"If I didn't accept his necklace he wouldn't have died. The bullet would have bounced of the medallion part."
"Kendall, it's not your fault."
Kendall said something else but he didn't know if she'd understand him because there was a lump in his throat making it hard to speak.
"Go ahead." Brona said and put both of her arms around him and pulled him in to a hug. She felt her jumper get wetter as Kendall let the tears he forced away early go. Brona gently rubbed and patted his back.
"It's ok Kenny. Let it all out." Brona whispered.
End of Flashback
Brona traced her fingers over the small wooden box that was on the table in the kitchen. She let Kendall sleep while she did some thinking of her own. She studied the box as she played with her locket trying to make her decision. She suddenly stopped and took a key out of her pocket and unlocked the box.
She slowly opened it. Brona looked inside the box and took out a few things so she could get what she was looking for. She picked it up slowly tracing her fingers around the crisp white envelope, the appearance of the envelope surprised seeing that it was like nine to ten years old. She traced her fingers over the name it was addressed to.
Kendall Knight.
Brona let the few tears shed as she remembered the memory behind this letter. She closed her eyes and let the memory play in her head.
Flashback
Saturday 24/6/12
06:41
An eight year old Brona Cox well she was going by Brona Walsh at this time. (Remember from the first story?) It was a cold crisp morning and Brona was sitting on the bench swing on her porch, she was sitting up straight with her hands clasped in her lap. She breathed in the cold air that was around her as a blond, tall; man approached her and sat down beside her.
"What you doing up so early sweetie?" The man asked.
"Well Joey was crying so I comforted him and then I couldn't get back to sleep so here I am. Why you up so early Jack?" Brona replied.
"I needed to give someone something and that someone lives in this house." Jack told her.
"I don't think Daddy's up yet." Brona admitted.
"I was talking about you."
"Oh, ok. What is it?"
"Well how good are you at keeping secrets and keeping things hidden?"
"Very good. Why?"
"Em well." Jack started and grabbed a letter out of his jacket pocket. "I want you to give this to Kendall on his twenty-first birthday. Can you do that?"
"Yeah of course, Jack you can count on me for anything! But why aren't you going to give it to him?"
"Well just in case I don't make it back-" Jack got a lump in his throat thinking about it.
"Yeah I understand. But why me, may I ask?"
"Well Carlos would just forget, Hortense panics under pressure so he would probably give it to Kendall straight away, and James….well James is James."
"Yeah that's understandable."
"Are you sure you'll be able to keep this a secret?"
"I have more secrets then you think."
Jack nodded and handed her the letter.
"Don't worry I'll make sure he'll get. Only if something happens to you, which with God's help and all the angels and saints you'll come back safe and sound. I'll pray for you every single day Jack! I promise!" Brona told him. "You have to write too!"
"Only if you write back."
"I will, but concentrate more on staying alive!"
Jack let out a small chuckle. He knew she was going to grow up to be something great.
"Thank you Brona, you don't know how much this means to me."
"Don't mention it. You'd do the same for me."
"Will kiddo I better get back to bed I have a long journey to make later."
"Yeah I'll see you later."
Brona gave him a hug and watched him leave. She ran back quietly into her house and went up to her room. She went over to her windowsill and took the cushions off and took out a small wooden box that she remembered she had. She got the key and opened the small empty box. She placed the letter in there carefully.
End of Flashback
"Oh Jack." Brona whispered and placed a hand on her stomach feeling the twins kick. She let the small silent tears slide down her cheeks. "If only you had said seventeen."
"Well I'm only four years early so to hell with it!" Brona said and wiped her tears. She locked the box and put it away. She looked at the letter and nodded. She went into her's and Kendall's bedroom to see Kendall sleeping. He looked so peaceful and cute that a small aww escaped her lips. She gently started to shake his shoulder.
"Wakey, wakey." Brona said and Kendall's eyes slowly fluttered open.
"Hey gorgeous." Kendall yawned and sat himself up in the bed. Brona gently kissed him.
"I have something for you." Brona admitted and sat down beside him.
"Oh yeah?" Kendall responded and Brona nodded gently and put the letter on his lap. Kendall picked up the letter and studied the hand writing that wrote 'Kendall Knight'. "Brona this isn't your handwriting."
"Good because I didn't write it." Brona told him. "I'll make you tea and you open that letter." Brona kissed his forehead and left the bedroom.
Kendall looked at the letter and raised an eyebrow. The writing seemed kinda familiar. He sighed and carefully opened the envelope and took out the letter and looked at it.
Dear Kendall,
It's Jack, your father. If you are reading this I'm supposing I did not make it back from the army. Well if my plan worked you are about seventeen or eighteen years old. Brona always had a thing when it came to perfect timing. Don't let her get away Kendall, she's something for special and I can tell you love her and don't deny it! Just try your best to not to get her pregnant when your teens but if you do it's ok because you're going to make an excellent Father.
Well seeing that I'm not there to tell you this, I'm proud of you. I'm proud of you no matter how you turned out. If you're working as a garbage man I'll be happy and proud. Don't let anyone tell you different.
I know you're missing out on fatherly advice, so I asked Jerry, Carlos Sr., David and Chris to help you out on that. Well I don't know what 'changes' you're going through but I can give you a piece of advice I'm always been sure of. If an once in a lifetime opportunity comes around remember, These opportunity's come once in a lifetimes you gotta grab it and go big time! And this goes for career, love, life etc. opportunities.
I hope you're still playing hockey and singing along to the radio. Yes Kendall I've heard you singing along to the radio. You're really good son, maybe you will be a pop star. Maybe James got you tangled into some situation?
Kendall, please look after your mother for me. And tell her I love her with all my heart and I'm sorry I was not able to be there with her to raise you and Katie with her. And Katie, my baby girl, tell her I love her too and she's going to grow up to be amazing just like you. Just make sure she doesn't lose the house in Vegas.
All the love in the world and the best of wishes
From and love
Jack Knight
"You feel better baby?" Brona asked.
"Yeah. Thank you for keeping this."
"I always keep my word…most of the time. Ok great now drink your cup of tea." Brona ordered and he obeyed. Brona watched him and smiled. Today was one of their darkest days, but they got through it, which made Brona thankfully for both of their strengths, they brought it out in each other.
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A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for reading You Don't Have To….Move, Sell, or Hurt.
Ok it was a little iffy. Ooh for the next chapter there is going to be a shit load of drama! I'm actually really excited! So what did you think of this chapter? Please review! Also should I try to have the next chapter up today? I'll try to update soon.
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