Everybody was at the Jacobs' house, that's include John, Mary, Roger Sr., Randal and the T–Birds' parents as well, they were sitting in the living room while Roger Sr. sat on the chair by the window ready to tell his whole story. "I just want to say first, that I am so thankful for my great-grandson to give me a family again." Roger Sr. started.

Phil ruffles Putzie's hair as Peter squeezed his shoulder.

"Now as you may be wondering why I told Putzie to tell his friends to call their parents." Roger Sr. said. "Now yes, I am guilty what I had done and I REALLY regret doing it…epically hurting my son."

John crossed his arms to his chest.

"So it all started when I was about the boys' age…" Roger Sr. started.

~Flashback to 1899~

"I was just like a normal teenage boy, but didn't have a good life." Roger explained. "My father was a abusive mean drunk, while my mother was a drug addict, and my elder siblings abandoned me and younger siblings, and not taking us younger kids with them for safety."

Young 18 years old Roger Kline Jacobs was standing behind the wall watching his father drinking a glass a beer while holding a cigarettes in his fingers. Roger was glaring at him, clenching onto the knife in his hand, he felt rage coming. He hated the man. The man who made his life a living hell. So Roger slowly walks up behind the chair his father was sitting in, raising a knife ready to end his father.

"So I ended him." Roger Sr. said.

Roger slit his father throat, letting out a breath, so he went in front of his now dead father.

"Go to hell, father." Roger growled.

Then he slowly walks to the kitchen, where his mother was making dinner. He also hated the woman, the woman who was supposed to be a mom, and not a abusive druggie and so he slowly walks to her, just as when she was about to turned around, Roger stabbed her in the stomach.

"R-Roger?" Roger's mother coked out.

Then Roger pulled the knife out and let his mother fall to the ground.

"I wanted to stop, but I just couldn't take the abuse anymore." Roger Sr. explained again. "But I knew that killing them won't take the pains away."

Then Roger walks out of the kitchen and up the stairs, to see his older siblings who was supposed to protect him and his younger siblings.

"Roger!" His elder sister exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?"

But Roger just stabbed her multiple time.

"Hope you riot in hell." Roger said angrily.

Roger turned around to see his elder brother standing there with horrid expressions on his face.

"What is wrong with you!?" His elder brother exclaimed angrily.

"I hate you!" Roger shouted. "I hate you all!"

But before his brother could speak, Roger charged at him and stabbed him multiple time, getting blood everywhere.

"I just wished I've never done those sinful things." Roger said.

So Roger went in his younger brother's bedroom, to see him sleeping.

"I didn't want my baby brother to stuffer anymore," Roger said. "So I killed him."

Roger started stabbing his brother, letting blood go everywhere in the room and turns to see his baby sister standing with scared and helpless looks in her eyes, Roger started to tear up.

"But I couldn't kill my baby sister." Roger said. "She was just a baby."

So Roger rushed out of the room, and out of the house. Trying to get away from his home, his family, and most importantly his life.

"So I ask my friend, who is Dr. Luknut, and my other friends to help me." Roger added. "Because I knew I couldn't go back there. Ever again."

Roger was at his friend Luknut's house, drinking with his friends and smoking.

"I know what would get rid of your problem kid." Luknut said.

Roger looks at him.

"You need to become one of us." Luknut said to Roger.

"Like you guys?" Roger asked.

"Yep!" One of his friend, Darrel said chugging down on his beer.

Roger thought about it.

"I really wish I said no and got the hell out of there." Roger admits.

"Ok, I'll do it!" Roger said standing up.

"That's my boy." Another boy, James said.

"But first before you can become one of us…" Luknut started. "You have to rape your girlfriend Riley."

Roger looked horrid at his friends.

"W-what?" Roger asked.

"You heard the man!" Another boy, Robert yelled as he slaps him the head. "You already killed ya family."

The boys, but Roger, all laughed.

"So what do ya say kid?" Luknut asked him.

Roger let's out a sigh.

"I will do it." Roger finally said.

~Back to 1959~

The Jacobs, T-Birds and their parents were sitting there with horrid and fear on their faces after what they had heard.

"I really regret doing it." Roger repeated. "I wish…I wish I could just go back in time." He cried.

John looked shocked to see his father crying.

"So after all those things I've done, I started to drink…and I was worried about my sister's safety, so I put her in adoption home…and…and I uh…I turned myself in to the police." Roger finished.

Putzie looks down.

"And when I got out, I started to drink more and that's when I had John, I hurt him just like my old man hurt me." He added.

Putzie stormed out of the living room and ran outside, falling to his knees, crying his eyes out. Just then he felt two arms wrapped around him.

"Shhh, it's ok baby." He heard his mother said.

"I don't wanna go." Putzie cried.

"Go where sweetheart?" Peyton asked.

"To hell!" Putzie admits. "I'm scared mom!"

Peyton hugs her son tighter in her arms.

"Shhh, you are not going to hell honey." Peyton comforted him. "I promise you."

"I'm scared." Putzie cried.

"Shhh, it's ok baby." Peyton soothed his hair. "Mommy's here." He cried more.