1 Disclaimer: See part 1
Part 3's finally here; my brain's gearbox needed replacing. I got it in gear in time to get this part written. Please R&R. WARNING: This chapter has some violence in it. Don't read it if it offends you.
6 Months Later:
Lucas had long since recovered from his injuries. Lucas had to think that life was pretty good. He had his father were getting along fairly well. Lawrence hadn't even raised a hand to him in 6 months.
It was summer break. Lucas was dreading it, despite the last 6 months. 6 long weeks doing errands for his father. Errands that he had to do 110% perfectly… or else.
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At 10am the next day Lucas woke up. He heard his father calling him. Lucas hurriedly got dressed and rushed down the stairs.
Lawrence was waiting in the living room for him. "Lucas, while I'm at work today I want you to clean my hard drive for me, and while you're at it, you could clean the house my staff won't be around for weeks and this house is filthy." Lawrence ordered Lucas.
Lucas looked at his father and nodded his head. "Okay dad, I'll have it done by the time you get back tonight." Lucas said.
Lucas turned away heading for the kitchen to get breakfast when his father called to him again. "And Lucas, no screw-ups… or else." Lawrence warned in his nasty tone.
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5pm:
Lucas had almost finished cleaning the house. He looked at the clock. He had two hours to clean his Dad's hard drive and finish cleaning.
Lucas was just finishing the vacuuming when he elbowed a vase that was standing on a unit by the wall. He tried to catch it, but it fell and smashed into a million pieces.
"Shit!" Lucas shouted. 'Now I'm in big trouble!'
Lucas went into the kitchen and grabbed a dustpan and brush. He quickly swept up the pieces of vase and put them in the bin. He thought his father wouldn't notice since he never emptied the bin anyway.
'Now,' Lucas thought 'Time to do the hard drive.'
Lucas went up to his father's room and started working on the computer.
Lucas had nearly finished when he entered the wrong command and erased the whole drive. Lucas normally wouldn't make such a mistake, but his nervousness about the vase was clouding his brain.
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Two and a half hours later Lucas heard his Dad open the front door. Lucas shut down the computer and went into his own bedroom and started listening to his music. He heard his father come up the stairs and open his door.
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Lawrence started up his computer to inspect Lucas' work. Lawrence did a double take. Some of his most important files were missing. "Lucas!" Lawrence shouted. Two minutes later Lucas appeared at the door. "What have you done?"
Lucas looked his father in the eye and saw 'the look' that he knew meant trouble. "I… I… It was an accident. I… I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry!" Lucas stuttered with fright.
"No Lucas it wasn't an accident, you were. You are useless. You can't even do something as simple as clean a hard drive!" Lawrence shouted in Lucas' face.
Lucas turned and ran down the stairs. He hid behind the living room sofa, knowing what was about to happen.
"Lucas! Get out here right now!" Lucas didn't comply. "Lucas, don't make me look for you!" Still no reaction. "Right, that's it you're a dead kid!" With that Lawrence began his short search of the room. He quickly found Lucas and picked him up by his neck.
"So, how did you manage to delete some of my most important files? And what did you do to my vase?" Lawrence questioned Lucas.
"I… I… I'm sorry I didn't mean to do it I pressed the wrong button." Lucas said nervously.
"And my vase?"
"I knocked it off and it broke." Lucas said, resigned to his fate.
"And do you think you should be punished?" Lawrence asked.
"Yes Dad"
"Well you asked for it." And with that Lawrence punched him in the stomach. Lucas doubled over, gasping for breath.
"This is for deleting eight of my files" Lawrence then kicked Lucas eight times in the ribs and stomach. Lucas felt a rib break after each impact.
"This is for breaking my vase" Lawrence threw Lucas across the room and sent him flying out the open patio door.
Lucas landed, skidding into a plant pot. Which caused him to become slightly dizzy.
Lawrence marched outside and stomped on Lucas' leg, stopping when he heard an audible snap as it broke. Lucas screamed as he felt his leg break.
For good measure Lawrence stomped on his right hand, breaking all the fingers. Lawrence then picked Lucas up by the scruff of his neck.
"Now Lucas, what are we going to tell the doctors this time?" Lawrence now questioned Lucas.
"I was mugged and I didn't cooperate and the beat me up." Lucas said slowly.
"Very good."
No reply came from Lucas as he had passed out from pain.
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An hour later, Lucas' had been assessed and a cast had been put on his leg, from ankle to just below the knee. A cast had been put on his hand as soon as they had managed to get the bones realigned. His broken ribs had been set and strapped. He had an IV in his arm and a heart monitor clipped to his finger.
"How could someone do that, just for some money?" the doctor asked Lawrence.
"I don't know, maybe they just looked at him and thought that he was an easy target. I can't tell you how shocked I was when I found him down an alley like that."
"That's understandable, I see this very often."
"When do you think he'll be discharged?"
"Probably not for two or three weeks, depending on how well his bones heal. Well, we should probably let him get some peace and quiet you can visit him tomorrow if you like, when he's been settled in properly. "
"Fine, I'll go home, I'll be sure to bring him something nice."
The two left leaving Lucas on his own to recover.
Part 4 out ASAP. I'm going back to college next week so it may be a bit slow-going.
Part 3's finally here; my brain's gearbox needed replacing. I got it in gear in time to get this part written. Please R&R. WARNING: This chapter has some violence in it. Don't read it if it offends you.
6 Months Later:
Lucas had long since recovered from his injuries. Lucas had to think that life was pretty good. He had his father were getting along fairly well. Lawrence hadn't even raised a hand to him in 6 months.
It was summer break. Lucas was dreading it, despite the last 6 months. 6 long weeks doing errands for his father. Errands that he had to do 110% perfectly… or else.
*****************************
At 10am the next day Lucas woke up. He heard his father calling him. Lucas hurriedly got dressed and rushed down the stairs.
Lawrence was waiting in the living room for him. "Lucas, while I'm at work today I want you to clean my hard drive for me, and while you're at it, you could clean the house my staff won't be around for weeks and this house is filthy." Lawrence ordered Lucas.
Lucas looked at his father and nodded his head. "Okay dad, I'll have it done by the time you get back tonight." Lucas said.
Lucas turned away heading for the kitchen to get breakfast when his father called to him again. "And Lucas, no screw-ups… or else." Lawrence warned in his nasty tone.
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5pm:
Lucas had almost finished cleaning the house. He looked at the clock. He had two hours to clean his Dad's hard drive and finish cleaning.
Lucas was just finishing the vacuuming when he elbowed a vase that was standing on a unit by the wall. He tried to catch it, but it fell and smashed into a million pieces.
"Shit!" Lucas shouted. 'Now I'm in big trouble!'
Lucas went into the kitchen and grabbed a dustpan and brush. He quickly swept up the pieces of vase and put them in the bin. He thought his father wouldn't notice since he never emptied the bin anyway.
'Now,' Lucas thought 'Time to do the hard drive.'
Lucas went up to his father's room and started working on the computer.
Lucas had nearly finished when he entered the wrong command and erased the whole drive. Lucas normally wouldn't make such a mistake, but his nervousness about the vase was clouding his brain.
*****************************
Two and a half hours later Lucas heard his Dad open the front door. Lucas shut down the computer and went into his own bedroom and started listening to his music. He heard his father come up the stairs and open his door.
*****************************
Lawrence started up his computer to inspect Lucas' work. Lawrence did a double take. Some of his most important files were missing. "Lucas!" Lawrence shouted. Two minutes later Lucas appeared at the door. "What have you done?"
Lucas looked his father in the eye and saw 'the look' that he knew meant trouble. "I… I… It was an accident. I… I didn't mean to do it. I'm sorry!" Lucas stuttered with fright.
"No Lucas it wasn't an accident, you were. You are useless. You can't even do something as simple as clean a hard drive!" Lawrence shouted in Lucas' face.
Lucas turned and ran down the stairs. He hid behind the living room sofa, knowing what was about to happen.
"Lucas! Get out here right now!" Lucas didn't comply. "Lucas, don't make me look for you!" Still no reaction. "Right, that's it you're a dead kid!" With that Lawrence began his short search of the room. He quickly found Lucas and picked him up by his neck.
"So, how did you manage to delete some of my most important files? And what did you do to my vase?" Lawrence questioned Lucas.
"I… I… I'm sorry I didn't mean to do it I pressed the wrong button." Lucas said nervously.
"And my vase?"
"I knocked it off and it broke." Lucas said, resigned to his fate.
"And do you think you should be punished?" Lawrence asked.
"Yes Dad"
"Well you asked for it." And with that Lawrence punched him in the stomach. Lucas doubled over, gasping for breath.
"This is for deleting eight of my files" Lawrence then kicked Lucas eight times in the ribs and stomach. Lucas felt a rib break after each impact.
"This is for breaking my vase" Lawrence threw Lucas across the room and sent him flying out the open patio door.
Lucas landed, skidding into a plant pot. Which caused him to become slightly dizzy.
Lawrence marched outside and stomped on Lucas' leg, stopping when he heard an audible snap as it broke. Lucas screamed as he felt his leg break.
For good measure Lawrence stomped on his right hand, breaking all the fingers. Lawrence then picked Lucas up by the scruff of his neck.
"Now Lucas, what are we going to tell the doctors this time?" Lawrence now questioned Lucas.
"I was mugged and I didn't cooperate and the beat me up." Lucas said slowly.
"Very good."
No reply came from Lucas as he had passed out from pain.
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An hour later, Lucas' had been assessed and a cast had been put on his leg, from ankle to just below the knee. A cast had been put on his hand as soon as they had managed to get the bones realigned. His broken ribs had been set and strapped. He had an IV in his arm and a heart monitor clipped to his finger.
"How could someone do that, just for some money?" the doctor asked Lawrence.
"I don't know, maybe they just looked at him and thought that he was an easy target. I can't tell you how shocked I was when I found him down an alley like that."
"That's understandable, I see this very often."
"When do you think he'll be discharged?"
"Probably not for two or three weeks, depending on how well his bones heal. Well, we should probably let him get some peace and quiet you can visit him tomorrow if you like, when he's been settled in properly. "
"Fine, I'll go home, I'll be sure to bring him something nice."
The two left leaving Lucas on his own to recover.
Part 4 out ASAP. I'm going back to college next week so it may be a bit slow-going.