Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: We own nadda but our own characters
Summary: Stuff it. We dunno.
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I closed the door and turned slowly toward Damon and Benny. I glared at them. I lifted my hand silently and pointed to the study, just off the hall. They knew what that meant. Get in there, and don't argue.
"So." I said, in a quiet dangerous voice. By now, they knew that if I used this voice, I was not to be taken for granted. "So. I have been letting two criminals stay in my house. Would you guys care to explain?"
They remained silent for a minute. Then Benny spoke up.
"We're not exactly criminals, Jamie. We Just…got caught up in it, without meaning to."
"How the hell and I suppose to believe that?"
"It's the truth Jamie. We didn't mean to sell drugs. We were forced into it. Peer Pressure, you know."
"By whom?"
"Some guys in Silverwood."
"You know, if you had told me that you were forced into drug dealings, I would have said something. It's not any better you hid it from us."
"Are you going to kick us out?"
"Well, I have never seen any crap that comes from drugs, like pill packets and empty syringes, so I have no hard evidence that are taking drugs as well as dealing them. You don't use them, do you?"
"No way. Drugs are for Losers." Benny said. I knew I could trust his answer. But Damon I didn't know. I raised my eyebrows.
"Damon?" Damon shook his head.
"Drugs are for pitiful wimps. The only drugs I take are Panadol."
I nodded. Then they began to explain all the other sorts of criminal activity that they had supposedly had something to do with.
I didn't hate them, I was just really upset they hadn't told me. I would have saved myself a lot of hot air, I think.
After the two guys were done explaining themselves, we went back to catch the remainder of the movie. I didn't pay much attention. I was thinking about what Mr. Silverblade was going to do at the Inn.
The next day, Billee, Legolas, Damon, Benny and I all went to the tavern.
It wasn't a very long walk. It was about five hundred meters from Bag End to the front door of Easy Traveler. I went in first and the boys came in after me, flouncing me like body-guards.
I glanced around the pretty crowded tavern and spotted Mr. Silverblade, sitting in a corner. I narrowed my eyes and we made our way over there. When we got there, Mr. Silverblade sneered at us. Sitting on either side of him was my mother and my father. If that surprised or shocked me, I didn't show it. To me, they were not my relatives. They had made my life a living hell from the very start. By killing off my brother, my baby sister and my adopted brother, and scaring away the twins. Leaving only Julia, Jake and me to get beaten everyday. To be bruised black and blue. I hated them for it. I sat down and the others followed suit. It was time for a negotiation.
By Risty Maskell and Silver15
Disclaimer: We own nadda but our own characters
Summary: Stuff it. We dunno.
**************************************************************************** **********
I closed the door and turned slowly toward Damon and Benny. I glared at them. I lifted my hand silently and pointed to the study, just off the hall. They knew what that meant. Get in there, and don't argue.
"So." I said, in a quiet dangerous voice. By now, they knew that if I used this voice, I was not to be taken for granted. "So. I have been letting two criminals stay in my house. Would you guys care to explain?"
They remained silent for a minute. Then Benny spoke up.
"We're not exactly criminals, Jamie. We Just…got caught up in it, without meaning to."
"How the hell and I suppose to believe that?"
"It's the truth Jamie. We didn't mean to sell drugs. We were forced into it. Peer Pressure, you know."
"By whom?"
"Some guys in Silverwood."
"You know, if you had told me that you were forced into drug dealings, I would have said something. It's not any better you hid it from us."
"Are you going to kick us out?"
"Well, I have never seen any crap that comes from drugs, like pill packets and empty syringes, so I have no hard evidence that are taking drugs as well as dealing them. You don't use them, do you?"
"No way. Drugs are for Losers." Benny said. I knew I could trust his answer. But Damon I didn't know. I raised my eyebrows.
"Damon?" Damon shook his head.
"Drugs are for pitiful wimps. The only drugs I take are Panadol."
I nodded. Then they began to explain all the other sorts of criminal activity that they had supposedly had something to do with.
I didn't hate them, I was just really upset they hadn't told me. I would have saved myself a lot of hot air, I think.
After the two guys were done explaining themselves, we went back to catch the remainder of the movie. I didn't pay much attention. I was thinking about what Mr. Silverblade was going to do at the Inn.
The next day, Billee, Legolas, Damon, Benny and I all went to the tavern.
It wasn't a very long walk. It was about five hundred meters from Bag End to the front door of Easy Traveler. I went in first and the boys came in after me, flouncing me like body-guards.
I glanced around the pretty crowded tavern and spotted Mr. Silverblade, sitting in a corner. I narrowed my eyes and we made our way over there. When we got there, Mr. Silverblade sneered at us. Sitting on either side of him was my mother and my father. If that surprised or shocked me, I didn't show it. To me, they were not my relatives. They had made my life a living hell from the very start. By killing off my brother, my baby sister and my adopted brother, and scaring away the twins. Leaving only Julia, Jake and me to get beaten everyday. To be bruised black and blue. I hated them for it. I sat down and the others followed suit. It was time for a negotiation.
