Author's Note- Okay after this chapter especially I think anyway, the story
should loosen up. Like not as dark if it is dark to start with as it is
now. Oh well enjoy~
READ IMPORTANT TO UNDERSTAND READING~ Oh yeah I'm referring to their dad as mister, just shortened for Mr. Flashblade.
"Their father", said Canard, "Was never around, always cheating on his wife, and traveling for work. He wasn't good to the kids when he was around. Their mother hit them brutally when the father was gone, and was a drunk. One night when Wing was about seventeen, as was I, Nosedive twelve, their family collapsed. This is what Wing told me."
~Past~
"Nosedive", hollered Mister, "Get down here!
A twelve year old approached from the stairs, "Yes dad."
"I just got a call from your school", screamed mister, "They said you were disturbing the classroom!"
"I'm sorry dad."
"SORRY? SORRY? That's not good enough anymore! Your mother and I want a word with you, down here this instant!"
"Coming."
"FASTER YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
Once in the living room, Mister walked up to Nosedive and punched with the back of his fist causing Nosedive to fly across the room.
"I'm real mad at you", said the Mrs., or Nosedive's mother. "You are a miserable creature! But another mouth to feed!"
"Shut up Heather", cried Mister, "I don't need your input."
"You never ask for my input!"
"That's because it's not needed, you are dim-witted, and insignificant!"
"Don't you talk to me like that! Nosedive get up to your room, NOW!"
Nosedive immediately ran up to his room, running past his furious father, and aggravated mother. In his room he started shaking, "This is all my fault", he thought, "Please don't fight. Please, I don't like it when you guys fight. Please".
~*~
WildWing walked in about an hour later, and found his parents going at one another. He rushed upstairs to his brother to find him, in a corner up in ball silently crying.
WildWing threw his pack back onto the floor and rushed over to his upset brother.
"Dive what happened?"
"I-its my fault! I didn't mean to Wing, I promise!"
"Dive I believe you, but I doubt it's your fault. Now what happened?"
"They started fighting over my teacher's calling home."
"Your teacher called home? What was it this time?"
"I took the blame for a prank that my friends played. I'm sorry I didn't know."
"That's very noble of you. Now stop crying, and don't worry."
The then heard a large thud downstairs and heard their mother scream.
"He hit her", cried Nosedive.
"Stay here", ordered WildWing.
He then rushed out of the room and went down the stairs to find his mother on the floor and his father standing there, screaming.
"WildWing get out", cried his father, (Mister).
"Please everyone let's just calm down."
"I said out", cried Mister, "OUT!"
"Dad please."
"WildWing OUT! Wait that reminds me…NOSEDIVE."
The twelve year old appeared at the balcony.
"Y-yes dad?"
"Get down here!"
Nosedive walked down, "Yes dad?"
He was then hit across the room. WildWing screamed in horror.
His father didn't stop though, he cornered the twelve-year-old and brought his hand up. This time it was occupied with a beer bottle. He raised it above Nosedive's head and crashed it onto him.
Nosedive had nightmares of the same event over and over again as a child. Anyway, by then WildWing was so scared and fed up he ran over to Nosedive and grabbed him.
He pulled his brother out the door of the family room, and then out of the house.
"We're never going back", cried WildWing. "NEVER! I have had enough of this! Come on baby bro. Let's get out of here."
~Reality~
"Oh my gosh", cried Tanya, "And none of us knew this? They hide it so well!"
"It wasn't like that though", said Canard, "This was their past. But then they dealt with it. WildWing afterward came over to my house that night, my mom tended to Nosedive as WildWing and I tried to find them a house. Anyway we, my dad, WildWing and I found run-down apartment that was cheap. My family helped Wing pay off the first few months of the rent.
WildWing got a job as a cop, and Nosedive went to school. We all stayed in close touch, and I often visited for it was cool to have your own place. They didn't have much furniture though. Sleeping bags were their beds, until they got older, when WildWing could afford furniture. He's my best friend guys, and I could tell you so many things about them.
"So that's it", said Canard.
"Wow", said Duke, "I never knew they had that kind of past, or relationship."
"Yup", replied Canard.
The others laughed. Nosedive stirred. The sleeping WildWing placed an arm over his brother.
"See what I mean", said Canard, "Always there for each other."
"So let me get this straight", said Tanya, "After an incident at home, WildWing and Nosedive became runaways and WildWing took in Nosedive and played the role of a parent. So basically they haven't seen their parents until, well now."
"Basically", sighed Canard, "I hope everything turns out all right."
Life isn't fair, life doesn't always dole out hardships fairly. And when hoping for the best with incredible doubt, the chances of happiness, and positive results are slim.
READ IMPORTANT TO UNDERSTAND READING~ Oh yeah I'm referring to their dad as mister, just shortened for Mr. Flashblade.
"Their father", said Canard, "Was never around, always cheating on his wife, and traveling for work. He wasn't good to the kids when he was around. Their mother hit them brutally when the father was gone, and was a drunk. One night when Wing was about seventeen, as was I, Nosedive twelve, their family collapsed. This is what Wing told me."
~Past~
"Nosedive", hollered Mister, "Get down here!
A twelve year old approached from the stairs, "Yes dad."
"I just got a call from your school", screamed mister, "They said you were disturbing the classroom!"
"I'm sorry dad."
"SORRY? SORRY? That's not good enough anymore! Your mother and I want a word with you, down here this instant!"
"Coming."
"FASTER YOU LITTLE BRAT!"
Once in the living room, Mister walked up to Nosedive and punched with the back of his fist causing Nosedive to fly across the room.
"I'm real mad at you", said the Mrs., or Nosedive's mother. "You are a miserable creature! But another mouth to feed!"
"Shut up Heather", cried Mister, "I don't need your input."
"You never ask for my input!"
"That's because it's not needed, you are dim-witted, and insignificant!"
"Don't you talk to me like that! Nosedive get up to your room, NOW!"
Nosedive immediately ran up to his room, running past his furious father, and aggravated mother. In his room he started shaking, "This is all my fault", he thought, "Please don't fight. Please, I don't like it when you guys fight. Please".
~*~
WildWing walked in about an hour later, and found his parents going at one another. He rushed upstairs to his brother to find him, in a corner up in ball silently crying.
WildWing threw his pack back onto the floor and rushed over to his upset brother.
"Dive what happened?"
"I-its my fault! I didn't mean to Wing, I promise!"
"Dive I believe you, but I doubt it's your fault. Now what happened?"
"They started fighting over my teacher's calling home."
"Your teacher called home? What was it this time?"
"I took the blame for a prank that my friends played. I'm sorry I didn't know."
"That's very noble of you. Now stop crying, and don't worry."
The then heard a large thud downstairs and heard their mother scream.
"He hit her", cried Nosedive.
"Stay here", ordered WildWing.
He then rushed out of the room and went down the stairs to find his mother on the floor and his father standing there, screaming.
"WildWing get out", cried his father, (Mister).
"Please everyone let's just calm down."
"I said out", cried Mister, "OUT!"
"Dad please."
"WildWing OUT! Wait that reminds me…NOSEDIVE."
The twelve year old appeared at the balcony.
"Y-yes dad?"
"Get down here!"
Nosedive walked down, "Yes dad?"
He was then hit across the room. WildWing screamed in horror.
His father didn't stop though, he cornered the twelve-year-old and brought his hand up. This time it was occupied with a beer bottle. He raised it above Nosedive's head and crashed it onto him.
Nosedive had nightmares of the same event over and over again as a child. Anyway, by then WildWing was so scared and fed up he ran over to Nosedive and grabbed him.
He pulled his brother out the door of the family room, and then out of the house.
"We're never going back", cried WildWing. "NEVER! I have had enough of this! Come on baby bro. Let's get out of here."
~Reality~
"Oh my gosh", cried Tanya, "And none of us knew this? They hide it so well!"
"It wasn't like that though", said Canard, "This was their past. But then they dealt with it. WildWing afterward came over to my house that night, my mom tended to Nosedive as WildWing and I tried to find them a house. Anyway we, my dad, WildWing and I found run-down apartment that was cheap. My family helped Wing pay off the first few months of the rent.
WildWing got a job as a cop, and Nosedive went to school. We all stayed in close touch, and I often visited for it was cool to have your own place. They didn't have much furniture though. Sleeping bags were their beds, until they got older, when WildWing could afford furniture. He's my best friend guys, and I could tell you so many things about them.
"So that's it", said Canard.
"Wow", said Duke, "I never knew they had that kind of past, or relationship."
"Yup", replied Canard.
The others laughed. Nosedive stirred. The sleeping WildWing placed an arm over his brother.
"See what I mean", said Canard, "Always there for each other."
"So let me get this straight", said Tanya, "After an incident at home, WildWing and Nosedive became runaways and WildWing took in Nosedive and played the role of a parent. So basically they haven't seen their parents until, well now."
"Basically", sighed Canard, "I hope everything turns out all right."
Life isn't fair, life doesn't always dole out hardships fairly. And when hoping for the best with incredible doubt, the chances of happiness, and positive results are slim.