Make you guys wait? Now what kind of an insane person would I be if I made
you guys wait? I do feel quite a lot better, only my throat hurts. My voice
sounds like Macy Gray's right now, because it's all horse. Only 1 or 2 more
chapter's to go after this one!
CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN: Can you believe it? It's Christmas Eve! Tomorow is Christmas! I've already got my plan, I'm gonna' go to bed at 11:30 P.M, stay awake watching TV until 4:00, and then wake everyone up! Then, my mom will make me go back to sleep for a while, and then at 6 we'll get up again and open presents! YAY!
A/N: I will update "Twister Sister" again after the Holidays.
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Chapter 7: Tears of Trauma
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"Where are we going next, angel dude?" Twister asked. Xander snapped his fingers again, and the scene changed.
"Why couldn't you have done that the first and second time?" Twister grumbled, looking around, "Where are we now?"
"We're going to see what it would have been like if you would have died." Xander said, "I think you'll be quite surprised."
"Yeah, right." Twister said glumly, "No one cares I bet."
Xander looked at him with surprise, "After all that I've showed you, you still don't think they care?". Twister shrugged, "You will soon change your mind after I show you this, Twister."
They walked over to a large ceremony. Twister noticed they were in a graveyard, and that many people were crowding around one particular grave stone. Twister walked through everyone to read the headstone.
"Maurice Carlos Rodriguez
1993-2003 May heaven greet him with love"
He looked around at the crowds faces. He recognized everyone, his parents, his cousins, his aunts and uncles, Ray, Tito, Otto, Sam....and then most of all, Lars and Reggie, who both looked completly heartbroken. They were both crying.
Reggie was wearing a light blue dress, and Lars, Sam, and Otto were all wearing tuxedos. They all looked down into the hole in front of the grave stone where the coffin was being lowered. Everyone was crying, really, but Lars and Reggie were crying the hardest. Reggie couldn't even look at the coffin.
"Why is SHE crying?" Twister scoffed. Xander smiled, and snapped his fingers again. They were in the Rocket's home, presumably after the funeral.
Reggie was sitting on the couch, crying and sniffling, while Otto uncomfortably hugged her.
"It's all my fault!" Reggie sobbed, as Otto patted her on the back, "He never would have killed himself if it weren't for me!"
Otto looked at her questionably, "What do you mean?"
Reggie wiped away a few tears, and then whispred softly, "I never got to tell him what I really feel."
"What do you mean?" Otto asked again.
"He told me he loved me," Reggie moaned, "And I was going to say--"
Otto cut her off, "He what? He loves you?..." He thought about this for a few seconds, and then said, 'Should I get dad?"
"Don't you get it?" Reggie cried, "He killed himself because of me! I never got to tell him that I loved him!"
Twister's mouth dropped open. That, he had not been suspecting.
"No way..." He whispered quietly.
Otto reacted the same way, in complete surprise.
"That's wrong sis, he's like my brother." Otto replied, obviously thinking over what Reggie had said.
Twister bit his lip, he hadn't expected any of this.
Xander snapped his fingers again, and they were inside Twister's room. Lar's was lying face-down on the bed.
He was mumbling something, but the blanket's were making it incomprehensible. He finally held his head up to look around the room.
"That was so stupid of you, Twister!" He yelled while crying, "I can't believe you did that!" He rolled off the bed, and sat at the edge of the floor, "I have no idea why you killed yourself, but if it was because of me, I'm sorry! I love you, baby brother. I can't believe you;d do something so stupid!"
Twister was itching his head uncomfortably, he really wanted to hug lars, and tell him he was okay, but he couldn't.
"Seen enough?" Xander asked him, "Enough to prove how many people love you, and how you affect their lives?"
Twister nodded, "I want to go home now."
Xander snapped his fingers once more, and Twister was once again in his bedroom, holding the knife.
CHRISTMAS COUNTDOWN: Can you believe it? It's Christmas Eve! Tomorow is Christmas! I've already got my plan, I'm gonna' go to bed at 11:30 P.M, stay awake watching TV until 4:00, and then wake everyone up! Then, my mom will make me go back to sleep for a while, and then at 6 we'll get up again and open presents! YAY!
A/N: I will update "Twister Sister" again after the Holidays.
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Chapter 7: Tears of Trauma
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"Where are we going next, angel dude?" Twister asked. Xander snapped his fingers again, and the scene changed.
"Why couldn't you have done that the first and second time?" Twister grumbled, looking around, "Where are we now?"
"We're going to see what it would have been like if you would have died." Xander said, "I think you'll be quite surprised."
"Yeah, right." Twister said glumly, "No one cares I bet."
Xander looked at him with surprise, "After all that I've showed you, you still don't think they care?". Twister shrugged, "You will soon change your mind after I show you this, Twister."
They walked over to a large ceremony. Twister noticed they were in a graveyard, and that many people were crowding around one particular grave stone. Twister walked through everyone to read the headstone.
"Maurice Carlos Rodriguez
1993-2003 May heaven greet him with love"
He looked around at the crowds faces. He recognized everyone, his parents, his cousins, his aunts and uncles, Ray, Tito, Otto, Sam....and then most of all, Lars and Reggie, who both looked completly heartbroken. They were both crying.
Reggie was wearing a light blue dress, and Lars, Sam, and Otto were all wearing tuxedos. They all looked down into the hole in front of the grave stone where the coffin was being lowered. Everyone was crying, really, but Lars and Reggie were crying the hardest. Reggie couldn't even look at the coffin.
"Why is SHE crying?" Twister scoffed. Xander smiled, and snapped his fingers again. They were in the Rocket's home, presumably after the funeral.
Reggie was sitting on the couch, crying and sniffling, while Otto uncomfortably hugged her.
"It's all my fault!" Reggie sobbed, as Otto patted her on the back, "He never would have killed himself if it weren't for me!"
Otto looked at her questionably, "What do you mean?"
Reggie wiped away a few tears, and then whispred softly, "I never got to tell him what I really feel."
"What do you mean?" Otto asked again.
"He told me he loved me," Reggie moaned, "And I was going to say--"
Otto cut her off, "He what? He loves you?..." He thought about this for a few seconds, and then said, 'Should I get dad?"
"Don't you get it?" Reggie cried, "He killed himself because of me! I never got to tell him that I loved him!"
Twister's mouth dropped open. That, he had not been suspecting.
"No way..." He whispered quietly.
Otto reacted the same way, in complete surprise.
"That's wrong sis, he's like my brother." Otto replied, obviously thinking over what Reggie had said.
Twister bit his lip, he hadn't expected any of this.
Xander snapped his fingers again, and they were inside Twister's room. Lar's was lying face-down on the bed.
He was mumbling something, but the blanket's were making it incomprehensible. He finally held his head up to look around the room.
"That was so stupid of you, Twister!" He yelled while crying, "I can't believe you did that!" He rolled off the bed, and sat at the edge of the floor, "I have no idea why you killed yourself, but if it was because of me, I'm sorry! I love you, baby brother. I can't believe you;d do something so stupid!"
Twister was itching his head uncomfortably, he really wanted to hug lars, and tell him he was okay, but he couldn't.
"Seen enough?" Xander asked him, "Enough to prove how many people love you, and how you affect their lives?"
Twister nodded, "I want to go home now."
Xander snapped his fingers once more, and Twister was once again in his bedroom, holding the knife.