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Chapter 1: Dumb Ass
A fifteen-year-old Eric ran down the stairs into the basement. He sighed as he sunk into the couch after throwing his bag to the floor.
"Just another three years of school left" he thought to himself.
He lay back further into the couch and closed his eyes; he just wanted to sit in silence for a moment. It was doubtful he'd get that any time soon as he heard his fathers voice boom from upstairs.
"Eric, get your butt up here!"
Eric sighed once again and slowly rose from his place in the couch, he yawned slightly and turned towards the stairs. He felt like his father was always picking on him, he never even raised his voice to Laurie, his older sister, and she was the sibling who was always getting into trouble. It seemed there was nothing Eric could do to change his fathers mind about him being a so called 'Dumb-Ass'. It didn't bother him that much when his father called him that because Red called almost every guy he met a 'Dumb- Ass'.
A moment later he was upstairs, his father, although not much taller than him seemed to loom over him, as he began his speech.
"Do you remember what I asked you to do this morning?" he paused for a just split second, then started again, not giving Eric anytime to actually answer him.
"I didn't think you would. I ask you to do one thing just one simple thing, when I was your age..."
"Not with the, 'When I was your age' again" Eric thought to himself.
About ten minutes later his father had finally finished.
".....NOW GET OUT THERE AND CLEAN THE GUTTER!"
Eric nodded timidly, like he had been for the last ten minutes, after realising his fathers speech was finally over he spoke up.
"Can I go get changed first, I don't wanna get my....."
"NO, GO DO IT NOW! IF IT'S NOT DONE BY THE TIME I GET OUT OF THE BATH, THERE'S GONNA BE TROUBLE!"
"Dumb Ass" Red muttered as he exited the room.
"I hate you" Eric mumbled under his breath as he headed for the garden to clean out the gutters.
Pulling on some gloves and sliding a ladder up against the wall he began to climb up. He was almost near the top when he heard a voice echoing from below him.
"Hey Eric", he looked down.
"Oh, hey Donna".
The red haired girl stared up at him, "Doing some more chores?"
"What do you think?" Eric replied, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"So do you volunteer or....." before she could finish Eric interrupted.
"Pff...I wish!"
"Ok, so do you wanna go to the pictures later or what, I hear that the Godfather, part two is out now!"
"Cool...but I can't Red was angry that I didn't clean the gutters this morning, I'll probably be doing chores until bedtime".
Donna could see Eric looked pretty down about it and so decided to stay with him for a while.
"I thought you were just exaggerating when you dais you'd be doing chores until bedtime!" stated Donna, who had stood by talking and watching Eric do all the little jobs his father had set him up to do for the last four hours!
"This is the last thing left to do, I swear! But you can go if you want, I mean you must want to eat something. Once I've finished this last chore then maybe we might have time to go to the cinema!" Eric said in a serious voice.
"No, no I'll stay, I'm not that hungry anyway, and yer maybe we will, I mean maybe there's an eight-thirty showing of the film."
"Yer, maybe..." he trailed off. He started for the kitchen to finish the dishes, even though he hadn't even eaten from any of them.
It was about ten past eight and Eric had just finished all his chores, him and Donna headed for his room. After being in the bathroom for ten minutes, Eric came out looking his best. They were at the door and just about to leave when Eric felt a hand grip his shoulder.
"And...where do you think you're going?" It was Red again.
"Me and Donna are going to the cinema, sir, I've finished all my..." he was cut off once again.
"And what about your dinner?" Red asked frustration beginning to build up inside him!
"We...ell we were just going to get some burgers on the way there" Eric didn't know what he'd said to set Red off but done it. From the look in Red's eyes he knew he wasn't going anywhere tonight.
"Donna can you please go home now, Eric won't be going to the cinema today" he said in a calm but steady voice.
"But...Eric has been doing chores all night, he deserves a break!"
Red began to speak again, getting slightly aggravated "I will decide what Eric deserves and what he doesn't deserve, now can you please go home now".
Donna could see the agitated look in Red's face and finally gave in to his demands. Giving Eric a sympathetic look she said goodbye and began to head towards her house!
"What have I done now?" asked Eric getting impatient.
He had been working all night and he just wanted to relax.
"I'll tell you what you've done you waste of a space little dumb ass, your mother cooks you a very nice dinner and your just going leave it here! Well that won't do, you get your ass in there and eat your damn dinner!"
"I didn't know I had any dinner left, after you made work while everyone ELSE WAS EATING..."
"DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME", Red screamed at him.
Eric hadn't even realised he had raised his voice, but as soon as he did he regretted it.
"I'm sorry" he tried to explain sheepishly, not daring to look up into his father's eyes.
"YOU BETTER BE! NOW GET IN THERE AND EAT WHAT YOUR MOTHERS MADE YOU".
Eric nodded and made his way from his father through the kitchen to the dining table where a plate of food stood. He sat down and began prodding at the roast dinner that lay before him. It was stone cold, he got up to go and heat it up when he saw Red standing in the doorway.
"What are you doing?" he stated flatly.
"Just heating it up" Eric answered.
"No you're not, you're gonna eat it right now the way it is. It's your fault it's cold"
"Bu...but"
"NO BUT'S!"
Eric could feel anger building up inside of him.
"Fine, I wont have anything to eat" he stated and began to edge past Red.
Putting his arm out to stop him, Red glared at Eric. That was it. He'd had enough.
"Why are you always picking on me, you never ever shout at Laurie and you know she gets into trouble way more than me, why is every thing I do wrong, there's nothing I can do to please you..."
He paused. Giving Red a tired but serious look, anger draining his face. Red looked like he was about to explode with anger but before he could Eric began to rant and rave on at him further.
"...No don't start one of them long speeches where you tell how you were when you were my age, don't shout. I've heard it all before except most of the time you just do it to put me DOWN!"
By the time Eric had finished, he was slightly short of breath. He didn't understand why he hadn't said something like this earlier, the only option Red had was to shout and scream or just ground him. He glad he had finally told Red what he thought of him and the way he treated him.
But after a few moments he soon regretted his actions. Suddenly a blow to the face sent him toppling to the floor. Tears stung his eyes as he clamped them shut. He covered his face with his hand and tried to brush off the pain that etched down the side of his face. After a dozen seconds he looked up at Red. Blood leaked from his nose. The look Red gave him froze him to the spot.
"DON'T EVER, EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN..." pausing he took a few steps towards the door.
He was close to exiting when he turned, stared back at Eric who was still slumped on the floor, and sneered in a sly, quiet tone "...Or else!"
This is my very first fanfiction; please tell me what you think of it! This is only the first chapter, don't worry the next chapter should be on here within the next few days!
Chapter 1: Dumb Ass
A fifteen-year-old Eric ran down the stairs into the basement. He sighed as he sunk into the couch after throwing his bag to the floor.
"Just another three years of school left" he thought to himself.
He lay back further into the couch and closed his eyes; he just wanted to sit in silence for a moment. It was doubtful he'd get that any time soon as he heard his fathers voice boom from upstairs.
"Eric, get your butt up here!"
Eric sighed once again and slowly rose from his place in the couch, he yawned slightly and turned towards the stairs. He felt like his father was always picking on him, he never even raised his voice to Laurie, his older sister, and she was the sibling who was always getting into trouble. It seemed there was nothing Eric could do to change his fathers mind about him being a so called 'Dumb-Ass'. It didn't bother him that much when his father called him that because Red called almost every guy he met a 'Dumb- Ass'.
A moment later he was upstairs, his father, although not much taller than him seemed to loom over him, as he began his speech.
"Do you remember what I asked you to do this morning?" he paused for a just split second, then started again, not giving Eric anytime to actually answer him.
"I didn't think you would. I ask you to do one thing just one simple thing, when I was your age..."
"Not with the, 'When I was your age' again" Eric thought to himself.
About ten minutes later his father had finally finished.
".....NOW GET OUT THERE AND CLEAN THE GUTTER!"
Eric nodded timidly, like he had been for the last ten minutes, after realising his fathers speech was finally over he spoke up.
"Can I go get changed first, I don't wanna get my....."
"NO, GO DO IT NOW! IF IT'S NOT DONE BY THE TIME I GET OUT OF THE BATH, THERE'S GONNA BE TROUBLE!"
"Dumb Ass" Red muttered as he exited the room.
"I hate you" Eric mumbled under his breath as he headed for the garden to clean out the gutters.
Pulling on some gloves and sliding a ladder up against the wall he began to climb up. He was almost near the top when he heard a voice echoing from below him.
"Hey Eric", he looked down.
"Oh, hey Donna".
The red haired girl stared up at him, "Doing some more chores?"
"What do you think?" Eric replied, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"So do you volunteer or....." before she could finish Eric interrupted.
"Pff...I wish!"
"Ok, so do you wanna go to the pictures later or what, I hear that the Godfather, part two is out now!"
"Cool...but I can't Red was angry that I didn't clean the gutters this morning, I'll probably be doing chores until bedtime".
Donna could see Eric looked pretty down about it and so decided to stay with him for a while.
"I thought you were just exaggerating when you dais you'd be doing chores until bedtime!" stated Donna, who had stood by talking and watching Eric do all the little jobs his father had set him up to do for the last four hours!
"This is the last thing left to do, I swear! But you can go if you want, I mean you must want to eat something. Once I've finished this last chore then maybe we might have time to go to the cinema!" Eric said in a serious voice.
"No, no I'll stay, I'm not that hungry anyway, and yer maybe we will, I mean maybe there's an eight-thirty showing of the film."
"Yer, maybe..." he trailed off. He started for the kitchen to finish the dishes, even though he hadn't even eaten from any of them.
It was about ten past eight and Eric had just finished all his chores, him and Donna headed for his room. After being in the bathroom for ten minutes, Eric came out looking his best. They were at the door and just about to leave when Eric felt a hand grip his shoulder.
"And...where do you think you're going?" It was Red again.
"Me and Donna are going to the cinema, sir, I've finished all my..." he was cut off once again.
"And what about your dinner?" Red asked frustration beginning to build up inside him!
"We...ell we were just going to get some burgers on the way there" Eric didn't know what he'd said to set Red off but done it. From the look in Red's eyes he knew he wasn't going anywhere tonight.
"Donna can you please go home now, Eric won't be going to the cinema today" he said in a calm but steady voice.
"But...Eric has been doing chores all night, he deserves a break!"
Red began to speak again, getting slightly aggravated "I will decide what Eric deserves and what he doesn't deserve, now can you please go home now".
Donna could see the agitated look in Red's face and finally gave in to his demands. Giving Eric a sympathetic look she said goodbye and began to head towards her house!
"What have I done now?" asked Eric getting impatient.
He had been working all night and he just wanted to relax.
"I'll tell you what you've done you waste of a space little dumb ass, your mother cooks you a very nice dinner and your just going leave it here! Well that won't do, you get your ass in there and eat your damn dinner!"
"I didn't know I had any dinner left, after you made work while everyone ELSE WAS EATING..."
"DON'T YOU DARE RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME", Red screamed at him.
Eric hadn't even realised he had raised his voice, but as soon as he did he regretted it.
"I'm sorry" he tried to explain sheepishly, not daring to look up into his father's eyes.
"YOU BETTER BE! NOW GET IN THERE AND EAT WHAT YOUR MOTHERS MADE YOU".
Eric nodded and made his way from his father through the kitchen to the dining table where a plate of food stood. He sat down and began prodding at the roast dinner that lay before him. It was stone cold, he got up to go and heat it up when he saw Red standing in the doorway.
"What are you doing?" he stated flatly.
"Just heating it up" Eric answered.
"No you're not, you're gonna eat it right now the way it is. It's your fault it's cold"
"Bu...but"
"NO BUT'S!"
Eric could feel anger building up inside of him.
"Fine, I wont have anything to eat" he stated and began to edge past Red.
Putting his arm out to stop him, Red glared at Eric. That was it. He'd had enough.
"Why are you always picking on me, you never ever shout at Laurie and you know she gets into trouble way more than me, why is every thing I do wrong, there's nothing I can do to please you..."
He paused. Giving Red a tired but serious look, anger draining his face. Red looked like he was about to explode with anger but before he could Eric began to rant and rave on at him further.
"...No don't start one of them long speeches where you tell how you were when you were my age, don't shout. I've heard it all before except most of the time you just do it to put me DOWN!"
By the time Eric had finished, he was slightly short of breath. He didn't understand why he hadn't said something like this earlier, the only option Red had was to shout and scream or just ground him. He glad he had finally told Red what he thought of him and the way he treated him.
But after a few moments he soon regretted his actions. Suddenly a blow to the face sent him toppling to the floor. Tears stung his eyes as he clamped them shut. He covered his face with his hand and tried to brush off the pain that etched down the side of his face. After a dozen seconds he looked up at Red. Blood leaked from his nose. The look Red gave him froze him to the spot.
"DON'T EVER, EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN..." pausing he took a few steps towards the door.
He was close to exiting when he turned, stared back at Eric who was still slumped on the floor, and sneered in a sly, quiet tone "...Or else!"
This is my very first fanfiction; please tell me what you think of it! This is only the first chapter, don't worry the next chapter should be on here within the next few days!