Chapter 14
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The next day was a Tuesday, meaning that Otto, Twister and Reggie had to go to school. The moment they stepped in the doors, everyone was bombarding Reggie with questions.
"So, are the rumours true? Were you planning to run away to Kansas with Sam and his brother?"
"What the hell happened to Sam anyway?"
"I heard he kidnapped you and Sam. You managed to escape somehow. Is that true?"
Reggie just wished people would leave her alone. It was hard enough not knowing what her best friend was going through, but being expected to answer all the questions about bogus rumours set her off. "LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S NOT ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS ANYWAY!"
"Yeah, it wasn't any of your business until you followed him." Some girl said.
Reggie turned around and pushed the girl against a row of lockers. "What would you know anyway you stupid bitch? Just because Sam helped you with your homework once or twice doesn't mean you have any idea. My best friend is gone, I have no idea what's happening. I don't need this kind of garbage, especially not from a tart like you."
Twister eased Reggie off the girl. "Come on Reg, take it easy. Everything's going to be okay."
Reggie turned around to him and her brother with tears in her eyes. "How do you know that Twister? Ryan wants him dead, I know it. I can't do this, I have to go." Reggie ran out of the school with the other two calling after her, but she didn't answer.
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"So Rodriguez, I hear you're not such a hopeless case after all. But despite that, it is not acceptable to shoot your smart mouth off at the teachers. I realise you've been going through a lot, but I'm going to have to give you detention." The principal was going on and on. Twister had heard it all before, the many times he had been in the principals office. He knew the detention room better than his own bedroom. "Are you listening to me?"
"Actually, the amount of times I've been given the lecture about no pranks or smart-ass remarks, I don't think I really need to listen." Twister knew he'd gone to far, mouthing off to the principal, but he was more worried about Reggie and wanted to get out of school as quick as possible.
"Yet it never seems to sink in your brain. You may be the new Einstein, but your not to bright on the manners front. I have to suspend you for a day, starting now."
Twister walked out of the school and walked towards the cul-de-sac. He decided not to go home as his parents would be really mad at the fact he recieved detention and he didn't want to know there reactions to his hidden intelligence, he knew they would force him to go to the special school. Instead he went to see Reggie.
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"We've been driving for hours. When are we going to get there?" Paula sat in the front seat, fretting to her former husband. "I hope we're not too late, oh what if we are. How could Ryan hate his own brother so much? Speed up!"
"If I go any faster, I'll get a speeding ticket and that's the last thing I need. Don't you think I want to save him too?" Doug replied irritated. He had forgotten just how overprotective Paula could be.
"I don't know, do you? You hardly cared about Sam when we were together and the poor kid worked so hard to impress you, just wanting a little compassion and praise from his father. But you were always so busy with work, or with Ryan." Paula blurted out the feelings she bottled up for years. She knew how much Doug had helped towards the investigation, but couldn't forget the past.
"If it wasn't for me we wouldn't even be here. It's not like you would let the little guy anywhere near me. I know I screwed up, and I felt guilty for years but you've sucked enough child support out of me to never have to work a day in your life. Not only that, I've had to deal with our other son being taken away from me. Even with him being so enraged, he could beat me down, that was the hardest day of my life." Doug didn't take his eyes off the road. "I had to sons taken away from me because I was a horrible father, now it's my time to make it up to my second born and your carrying on, just like you did when we were married."
Paula strangely felt compassion for him. "We can't blame ourselves for what happened to Ryan. It just happened this way. We have to stop arguing, it's the only way to save Sammy." She looked out the window so Doug couldn't see her cry.
"I do blame myself, because I was the one who broke up the family. I made you and Sam leave. That's why Ryan went mad, and because of what I did he blames Sam for breaking up the family."
"I know I don't know him as well as you, but I believe there is some part of him that doesn't want to hurt Sam at all. But I guess we won't know until we get there."
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Sam tried to sleep that night, but he kept having the nightmare. He saw it all in his mind. His mom was packing things up in the car, while movers were loading some other stuff into their truck. Dad was begging mom not to take him away. Ryan came out, pushed Sam to the ground. "It's your fault! You broke up this family! All because dad never loved you."
These visions were making Sam think twice about what Reggie said. He wondered if Ryan ever forgave him for their parents divorce. Looking at his watch, he saw it was past midnight. Giving up on sleep he sat up in his bed.
"Sam, are you awake? What's the matter?" Ryan heard his brother sniffling on the other bed. He tried to convince himself not to care, but found himself hugging Sam.
"I'm sorry. I know you think the divorce was all my fault, but it wasn't. I didn't want the family to split either. It wasn't my fault, believe me Ryan." Sam sobbed. This made Ryan feel slightly guilty, but his anger soon returned.
"I'm not going to let you win. The weak, innocent act may work on mom and dad, but not me. It was your fault they broke up, your fault that dad felt guilty all those years and who suffered from it? ME! I was in that hospital, they pumped me full of seditives, told me I was crazy. Know who's fault that was? Yours of course!" Ryan went to his bag and pulled out the gun. Sam screamed, cowering on the floor.
"Reggie was right, you need help Ryan." Sam stuttered.
"The only help I need is the help of a bullet in your head. Though I can't do it here, they might catch me and send me back to that place. Come to think of it, if they do it will be your fault aswell. Go out to the car, we're going for a drive. Don't try any funny stuff either."
Sam stood up and opened the door, then turned to Ryan. Maybe it was the shock, or the fact that he had contemplated suicide before, but Sam head towards him. "What if I do try funny stuff? Will you shoot me? You're going to shoot me anyway, so you might as well get it over with. Infact, why don't I save you a trip back to that hospital if they catch you. Give me the gun."
Doug and Paula finally reached the place. Paula pointed out Ryan's car and both of them parked and hopped out. They both shut their doors and out of happiness, hugged each other, knowing it wasn't to late. It was only two seconds later that the hope was shattered. A gun shot was heard, shocking the two for a moment before Paula panicked and ran towards the door.
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Sorry, I had to add another cliffhanger to that. I decided to end the story the way I originally was going to end it. It may get a little angsty, but thats the way it goes. I'm glad that everyone is enjoying this story. Hopefully if won't take too long to post the next chapter. If you can, could you please read and review Twisted Thoughts for me, coz I love to hear all the feedback. MGP
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The next day was a Tuesday, meaning that Otto, Twister and Reggie had to go to school. The moment they stepped in the doors, everyone was bombarding Reggie with questions.
"So, are the rumours true? Were you planning to run away to Kansas with Sam and his brother?"
"What the hell happened to Sam anyway?"
"I heard he kidnapped you and Sam. You managed to escape somehow. Is that true?"
Reggie just wished people would leave her alone. It was hard enough not knowing what her best friend was going through, but being expected to answer all the questions about bogus rumours set her off. "LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S NOT ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS ANYWAY!"
"Yeah, it wasn't any of your business until you followed him." Some girl said.
Reggie turned around and pushed the girl against a row of lockers. "What would you know anyway you stupid bitch? Just because Sam helped you with your homework once or twice doesn't mean you have any idea. My best friend is gone, I have no idea what's happening. I don't need this kind of garbage, especially not from a tart like you."
Twister eased Reggie off the girl. "Come on Reg, take it easy. Everything's going to be okay."
Reggie turned around to him and her brother with tears in her eyes. "How do you know that Twister? Ryan wants him dead, I know it. I can't do this, I have to go." Reggie ran out of the school with the other two calling after her, but she didn't answer.
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"So Rodriguez, I hear you're not such a hopeless case after all. But despite that, it is not acceptable to shoot your smart mouth off at the teachers. I realise you've been going through a lot, but I'm going to have to give you detention." The principal was going on and on. Twister had heard it all before, the many times he had been in the principals office. He knew the detention room better than his own bedroom. "Are you listening to me?"
"Actually, the amount of times I've been given the lecture about no pranks or smart-ass remarks, I don't think I really need to listen." Twister knew he'd gone to far, mouthing off to the principal, but he was more worried about Reggie and wanted to get out of school as quick as possible.
"Yet it never seems to sink in your brain. You may be the new Einstein, but your not to bright on the manners front. I have to suspend you for a day, starting now."
Twister walked out of the school and walked towards the cul-de-sac. He decided not to go home as his parents would be really mad at the fact he recieved detention and he didn't want to know there reactions to his hidden intelligence, he knew they would force him to go to the special school. Instead he went to see Reggie.
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"We've been driving for hours. When are we going to get there?" Paula sat in the front seat, fretting to her former husband. "I hope we're not too late, oh what if we are. How could Ryan hate his own brother so much? Speed up!"
"If I go any faster, I'll get a speeding ticket and that's the last thing I need. Don't you think I want to save him too?" Doug replied irritated. He had forgotten just how overprotective Paula could be.
"I don't know, do you? You hardly cared about Sam when we were together and the poor kid worked so hard to impress you, just wanting a little compassion and praise from his father. But you were always so busy with work, or with Ryan." Paula blurted out the feelings she bottled up for years. She knew how much Doug had helped towards the investigation, but couldn't forget the past.
"If it wasn't for me we wouldn't even be here. It's not like you would let the little guy anywhere near me. I know I screwed up, and I felt guilty for years but you've sucked enough child support out of me to never have to work a day in your life. Not only that, I've had to deal with our other son being taken away from me. Even with him being so enraged, he could beat me down, that was the hardest day of my life." Doug didn't take his eyes off the road. "I had to sons taken away from me because I was a horrible father, now it's my time to make it up to my second born and your carrying on, just like you did when we were married."
Paula strangely felt compassion for him. "We can't blame ourselves for what happened to Ryan. It just happened this way. We have to stop arguing, it's the only way to save Sammy." She looked out the window so Doug couldn't see her cry.
"I do blame myself, because I was the one who broke up the family. I made you and Sam leave. That's why Ryan went mad, and because of what I did he blames Sam for breaking up the family."
"I know I don't know him as well as you, but I believe there is some part of him that doesn't want to hurt Sam at all. But I guess we won't know until we get there."
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Sam tried to sleep that night, but he kept having the nightmare. He saw it all in his mind. His mom was packing things up in the car, while movers were loading some other stuff into their truck. Dad was begging mom not to take him away. Ryan came out, pushed Sam to the ground. "It's your fault! You broke up this family! All because dad never loved you."
These visions were making Sam think twice about what Reggie said. He wondered if Ryan ever forgave him for their parents divorce. Looking at his watch, he saw it was past midnight. Giving up on sleep he sat up in his bed.
"Sam, are you awake? What's the matter?" Ryan heard his brother sniffling on the other bed. He tried to convince himself not to care, but found himself hugging Sam.
"I'm sorry. I know you think the divorce was all my fault, but it wasn't. I didn't want the family to split either. It wasn't my fault, believe me Ryan." Sam sobbed. This made Ryan feel slightly guilty, but his anger soon returned.
"I'm not going to let you win. The weak, innocent act may work on mom and dad, but not me. It was your fault they broke up, your fault that dad felt guilty all those years and who suffered from it? ME! I was in that hospital, they pumped me full of seditives, told me I was crazy. Know who's fault that was? Yours of course!" Ryan went to his bag and pulled out the gun. Sam screamed, cowering on the floor.
"Reggie was right, you need help Ryan." Sam stuttered.
"The only help I need is the help of a bullet in your head. Though I can't do it here, they might catch me and send me back to that place. Come to think of it, if they do it will be your fault aswell. Go out to the car, we're going for a drive. Don't try any funny stuff either."
Sam stood up and opened the door, then turned to Ryan. Maybe it was the shock, or the fact that he had contemplated suicide before, but Sam head towards him. "What if I do try funny stuff? Will you shoot me? You're going to shoot me anyway, so you might as well get it over with. Infact, why don't I save you a trip back to that hospital if they catch you. Give me the gun."
Doug and Paula finally reached the place. Paula pointed out Ryan's car and both of them parked and hopped out. They both shut their doors and out of happiness, hugged each other, knowing it wasn't to late. It was only two seconds later that the hope was shattered. A gun shot was heard, shocking the two for a moment before Paula panicked and ran towards the door.
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Sorry, I had to add another cliffhanger to that. I decided to end the story the way I originally was going to end it. It may get a little angsty, but thats the way it goes. I'm glad that everyone is enjoying this story. Hopefully if won't take too long to post the next chapter. If you can, could you please read and review Twisted Thoughts for me, coz I love to hear all the feedback. MGP