So here it is, Chapter 11, in this chapter I decided to give you more on Bobby... So this chapter's more based on him in general. Well, hope you enjoy!
"Hello?" A voice answered from the other end of the phone.
"Hey, long time no speak," Bobby replied.
"What do you need Bobby?" the voice asked, sounding irritated more than anything.
"Hey now that's not a nice way to address your older brother now is it Nick?" Bobby said with a smirk growing on his face, and on the other end he heard a chuckle from his sister,"yeah I guess that wasn't very fair but usually the only time you ever call me it's for needing something like weapons, information, you name it I'll see if I can get it for you." Bobby swallowed hard as he looked behind him at Stephano and Allee who were talking while sitting on the hood of the car.
"Well Nick, I need you to see if you can figure out the president's personal schedule for a couple of friend's of mine," Bobby said, turning away from them as he started to pace back and forth behind the car. There was silence from Nick for a while and for a second, Bobby thought she had hung up.
"He's going golfing on Thursday at 1:00 p.m.; maybe you can do whatever you plan then, remember Bobby you don't know me, I don't know you. You'll have to be especially careful here ever since that election."
"Let's not talk about the past, so 1:00 p.m. you say? I knew I could count on you Nick, Thank you so very, very much," Bobby interrupted rapidly.
"No problem Robert, and hey I heard what happened to Dad. Honestly I didn't expect such quick action after being frozen for a week," Nick said, and then hung up without giving Bobby the chance to reply. He lowered the phone and stared at the "call end" screen before it flashed to the picture of the wallpaper on his phone. He sighed and threw his phone back into the backseat and sat down. He sighed and flicked his switch blade open and closed, back and forth. He bowed his head with a tiny smile on his face as he stared at his boots and thought back to his childhood.
"Bobby! Come now we don't have all day to be squandering!" Nick called impatiently as she jumped up onto the staircase handrail. The door to a child's bedroom opened as a small boy of about 9 years stood in the door, his black hoodie to baggy for his frail body. He rubbed his eyes, for he had taken a nap before his sister had come and slammed her fist on the door.
"Come on sleepy head! Let's go climb trees!" Nick said excitedly, and at that suggestion Bobby was wide awake then. Life was simple in the log cabin that they lived in with their father in the middle of the woods. He chased after his sister up to a big oak tree that had a treehouse built high into its branches. They both climbed up the rope ladder into the treehouse together, and once they were up there they climbed out of the window of the treehouse and sat on the roof, taking in the fantastic view of the town that later was to be under their father's rule.
"What do you want to do when you get older Nick?" Bobby asked, pulling his legs close together so his boots wouldn't fall off. She seemed to actually have given it a thought before she answered,"I want to be a ninja! Yeah then I could disappear when I wanted to!" She exclaimed with a big smile on her face, he short bright red hair blew in the soft breeze.
"What about you Bobby?" she asked suddenly as they had looked on at the town for a few minutes. Bobby bowed his head for a minute in thought.
"I want to be the person who'll be there for everyone, I wanna be a hero," He concluded with a nod of his head, and Nick shared a smile with him before they hopped down from the treehouse and to the tire swing to play.
Another Memory...
"Bobby, M-mom's gone," Nick choked on her words as he stood there on the walkway to their house, the rain pounding on the ground and on his head. He shook his head in denial. He shook his head again and bolted away from Nick when she tried to reach out for her brother. The tears streamed down his face as he charged through the storm. He stopped and fell to his knees in front of the treehouse, sobbing. She was supposed to get better, not leave him and Nick forever!
"You said you would get better Mom!" Bobby screamed at the gray, cloudy sky with tears streaming down his face,"But you didn't! And now you're GONE!" He bowed his head again towards the mud.
"Bobby?" Nick stood behind him, the rain began to stop. He got up on just his knees and turned towards her. She opened her arms and Bobby ran into them into a hug.
"Don't be sad Bobby. She's in a better place," Nick comforted, patting his back," she isn't sick anymore, isn't that better for her?" she asked. He bit his lip, almost about to scream no. He only nodded slowly and closed his eyes slowly, the rain had stopped completely and there were only drops that fell from the leaves of the trees.
Dad changed for the worse after that. Bobby thought to himself as he sat in the backseat. That was why Nick ran away from home, he had chose to stay; thinking he could help his father feel better. So much went downhill, so many things he wanted to change, but he knew he couldn't. That fact was something he'd excepted over the years when he gave up on trying to help his father.
"Hey Bobby? Did you call Nick?" Stephano asked, looking over his shoulder and looking at Bobby through the windshield. He jumped at Stephano's question and swallowed hard.
"Y-yeah I did," he began as he got out of the car and walked towards the front of the car," Nick told me that President Myles was going to be golfing at 1:00 p.m. this Thursday," he added. Allee and Stephano both nodded their heads quickly.
"Now all we do is wait for the 3 days until Thursday," Stephano said plainly as they all clambered into the car.
"Yeah, and it'll be good seeing Nick again," Bobby said to himself as they drove off.