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Sorry for not updating soon. Had to get inspiration for this chapter. So, there i was at night in my bed, lying eye wide thinking 'I should so write this down'. And tada! a chapter is born!
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Alan lay on the floor of sick bay. He knew he was there, he could feel the cold plastic floor. He could feel the echoes of feet hitting the ground. He could feel Virgil's hands squeeze his shoulders. He knew he was there. Yet he wasn't. He couldn't move, not a muscle. Even the thought of it sounded ridiculous. Panic rose in his chest, he couldn't move. He couldn't shout for help. If he did the sound just faded as quick as it came. The sound of his older brothers voice was as if he was underwater.
Kill Jeff Alan
The Hoods voice returned. Alan's panic built, he wanted to get out. He wanted to open his eyes and run. But he couldn't.
He couldn't.
Virgil ran, as fast as he could. Hearing Alan's body fall to the floor was bad. Getting on his knees he started to assess the situation. He squeezed his shoulders, seeing if he got a response. Nothing.
"Alan? Can you hear me? Alan?" Nothing. He started to panic and ran to get some herbal smelling tubes. He rummaged through the draws and finally found some. Rushing back to Alan he waved it under his nose and his little brother jumped awake.
"The hell!" he gasped and looked around panicky. Gaze resting on Virgil, he calmed down. Gripping Alan in an embrace he rubbed his back.
"You gave me such a scare Alan" he heard his baby brother take in a deep breath.
"I'm sorry" he repeated over and over again, and Virgil started to feel a wet patch on his shoulder. It nearly broke his heart.
"It's ok, shh" he soothed the poor boy down. Releasing him from the embrace Virgil put on a fake smile "Lets take a look at your cuts" he helped Alan to the bed and brought the bandages. Lifting the top up he saw the red angry cuts which were beginning to heal. He grimaced at how many there were "Ok. They don't seem to be infected. Lets look at your arms" looking at the arms he tried to ignore the pain he was emotionally feeling.
"I'm sorry" Alan whispered.
"I know you are squirt" Virgil rubbed his hair playfully, but getting no reaction. He sighed and got started bandaging up his brother.
Alan, throughout the whole mess, kept hearing those words of the Hood. "Kill Jeff", he was scared.
"If you kill him, I will leave"
It was tempting to say the least. Killing his father and spare his sanity. But what if he's already lost it?
"All right sprout. You're all patched up" the voice of Virgil broke him out of his dormant thought. Alan looked up at his brother with vacant eyes.
"What?" he asked in a dream like state. Virgil frowned and felt his chest tighten.
"I said you're patched up" Alan nodded mutely. He felt tired. And tired of being tired. He felt the familiar sting of tears and was annoyed. Why does he keep crying like a girl? The memory of Gordon calling and teasing him being gay came to him like a knife in the heart.
"Alan?" Virgil asked worriedly "Are you ok?" Alan wanted to scream and cry out no. No, he was not ok, he was far from ok. The Doctor placed a comforting hand on Alan's shoulder and sat beside him on the bed.
You never meant to be born. So why should they care?
Alan cried as the voice entered his mind. He thought the voice had left him. Spared him. But why would it spare a mistake?
"Alan? Tell me what's wrong" the calm and comforting voice of Virgil said.
"Make it stop"
Virgil bit his lip. Alan was finally speaking, he honestly thought that after the incident with the scalpel he wouldn't open up. Now he can help his baby brother.
"Make what stop Alan?"
Don't be a burden Alan! If you tell him that your hearing voices what will he think?!
"Shut up!" Alan shouted causing Virgil to jump.
"I didn't say anything"
"Not you...the voice inside my head" the words spilled from Alan without him even realizing what he said. But once he did, Alan immediately wanted to die. Virgil looked at him with wide concerning eyes. Alan wasn't psychitzophrenic. He couldn't be. Maybe he was talking about his angels and demons.
"You mean your conscience" Virgil helped. Alan shook his head with tears blurring his eyes.
"No! I mean the voices. They're saying things…" Alan moved away and got to his feet. Virgil followed the action, hesitantly moving foreword.
He thinks your insane Alan
The Hoods voice said.
He'll tell the rest of your family. They'll lock you up in a mental institution.
Alan moved further away from Virgil, shaking his head vigorously. They wouldn't do that, they love him. Don't they?
Don't be so foolish. They hate you! They send you to so many different schools. And do you hear a peep from them? No! Kill Jeff Alan, it's the only way you'll be free. Without sorrow, without the teasing and without Jeff. The one who started all of this.
"I won't I can't" Alan said. His family loves him. He would never hurt his family.
If you don't, I'll kill Virgil.
Alan stilled. his blood ran cold and tears fell like rain.
So, what's it going to be? Kill Jeff and I let him live. And if you don't, he'll die. You're choice Alan.
The blonde teenager shook his head and looked at Virgil with regret. He needed his brother to live, the one whose been there for him. For everything. Didn't matter if he hated him after killing their father, he just needed him to live.
He took a deep breath and cleared his eyes of tears. Scrunching his hand into a fist Alan swings his arm.
"Alan! What are-" Before Virgil could even think of finishing his sentence his face collides with Alan's fist. He recoils from the hit and rubs his jaw in pain.
"I'm sorry Virgil I have to do it" Alan says. Virgil looks at his brother with confusion.
"What do you mean!?" He shouts.
"I have to kill dad Virg. Or the Hood will kill you. He's in here" He taps to his head "Inside my head"
And suddenly, it all clicks. The Hood killed Tin Tin to get her power, but not only to increase his ability, but to be able to control Alan's thoughts. So he could break his family down from the inside. He couldn't sedate Alan because the Hood would reject it's effects. And the voices Alan told him about, is just the Hood. Its all the Hood.
"Alan, listen, you don't have to kill dad"
"Yes i do!" He shouts brokenly "Or he'll kill you! He'll kill you Virg" his red wide eyes were puffy and scared.
"No, he won't" but before he could finish Alan hits Virgil in the soft spot on his temple, nocking him out cold.
Alan's throat and mouth is dry, tears are coming to his eyes. Feeling the tightening in his chest Alan tries to scream. But nothing comes out. Gasping for breath he moves numbly to the medical supply and takes the largest sharp object there is. He feels sick, emotionally and physically sick. He moves to the kitchen where he guesses that his father is.
When Scott comes back to the table there's silence. Jeff is fumbling with a golden metal object that John can only guess that it's a medal of Alan's. he licks his lips and sips his water.
"What you holding dad?" Scott asks and Jeff chuckles with no humor. Just a memory. He holds it up and looks at it. Eyes clouded in a memory.
"One of Alan's medals. A spelling bee medal actually. He won it in fourth grade. So proud that he never took it off" Scott and John smiled, both remembering that week.
"Yeah, he kept on pestering me about it. Kept saying how much smarter he was because he could spell the word 'believe'" John said making everyone laugh at how innocent Alan was.
"Yeah, those were, simple days" Jeff said and frowned "Without all the sadness" the table filled with grief. They lost their mother 3 months after that. Alan's birthday a month before.
"I've, um, lost my appetite" Scott said and pushed his plate away. Jeff looked up and stood with Scott.
"I guess we can talk then" The color faded from Scotts cheeks that you could have sworn he saw a ghost.
"Ok" placing his mask in place. They both walked to the kitchen and talked in a hush whisper.
"I wanted to thank you. For knocking some sense into me" Jeff said. Not bothering to beat around the bush. Scotts jaw just about hit the floor with shock. It was one thing to be thanked, but another when its coming from Jefferson Tracy.
"Um" was the only thing that came out of his mouth.
"Shut your mouth Scott, you'll catch flies" his mouth shut with a snap "I am greateful Scott. If you hadn't done…what you did. I may have never realized how much I, as a father, cause pain to Alan. And may would have never helped him recover"
"Y-Your welcome, dad" Scott said, still in shock.
"Just don't make a habit of it or you will be off of duty for a month" Jeff said.
"Alan!" they both turned around to see Alan, looking down at John on the floor with a knife pointing at him.
"Where's Dad John?" He asked, voice cracking.
"Alan?" Jeff asks in disbelief. Alan looks up and takes a deep breath.
"Alan, what are you doing?" Scott asks slowly and walks from the kitchen to the dining room, Jeff following close. He was out of the striking distance, making sure that the knife wasn't in a dangerous position.
"I can't exactly say at the moment, because I'm not so sure of it myself" he chuckles sadly. John, wide eyed on the floor manages to slowly creep away on the floor. But before he could do anything Virgil and Gordon burst into the room.
"Dad! Get Dad away from Alan!" Gordon shouts.
"Alan's going to kill dad!" Virgil shouts. John pounces at Alan who manages to just miss him. he dives and uses his flexibility to slide past Scott. He pushes his father against the table and holds the scalpel to his throat.
"Alan! Stop!" Scott shouts arms up in a way to show that he won't hurt him. The rest of his brothers follow the position, wide eyed and shocked.
"Think about what your going to do" Gordon says.
"I have to!" he looks from his father to Virgil. Red eyed and scared.
"Son" Alan closed his eyes and felt a tear fall. He turned to his father who was smiling sadly "Don't do this" the teenager chocked on a sob.
"But he'll kill Virgil. And probably everybody i care about!" he closed his eyes "He already took Tin Tin" Jeff placed a hand on top of Alan's which was holding the scalpel. Slowly Alan opened his eyes and shook his head sadly at Jeff.
"Its ok Alan. I forgive you" He chocked on a sob and dropped his head.
"I-I I'm sorry"
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