A/N: GRRR! Fanfiction.net has broken down! That means I'll have to post
this right after my cliff-hanger and you'll be able to read it straight
away!! Oh well, you'll just have to tell me how much you were in suspense.
(Author wanders off grumbling to herself) This chapter's really violent so
I'd warn younger people not to read it, it creeps me out and I wrote it!
Twister looked around to see himself in the hospital waiting room that he had fallen asleep in. Carla's mother was crying and Carla's Father seemed to be in shock.
"Mr. and Mrs. Capulet, you're daughter pulled through, we managed to get her heart going again before she died. However, your daughter's in a coma. we don't know if she'll wake up. I'm so sorry." The nurse said quietly.
"Can we see her?" Carla's father asked.
"Of course." The nurse said softly.
Carla's parents stood in a smallish hospital room looking at their bruised and comatose daughter.
"Carlos, I can't bear to lose my little girl. She will pull through, right?" Sarah asked looking at her ex-husband.
"I hope so Sarah." Carlos whispered.
"I really missed living with her, even though she was a pain in the ass sometimes." Sarah laughed slightly.
"Then why'd you dump her in the middle of nowhere?" Carlos asked looking at her.
"I left her there for half an hour, then Brad was supposed to take her to the next town!" Sarah snapped.
"Well "Brad" never showed up. Sandy and Raoul found her unconscious on her skateboard with Mercutio dragging her along." Carlos said sharply.
A/N: Sandy and Raoul are Twister's parent's first names, yes I'm a rocket power geek.
"What?" Sarah whispered.
"It's true, Carla told me and so did Sandy and Raoul, even Lars and Twister." Carlos glared.
"I. he told me. I." Sarah stuttered.
"Let me guess he told you he took her there?" Carlos accused.
"Yes. I guess this is why Carla was so angry at me," Sarah said sadly. "I'm a terrible mother." She said hanging her head in shame. Carlos began to feel guilty.
"No you're not. You're a wonderful mother, you always were. We were all devastated when you left. I remember going home after you left me for Brad. The kids were all asking where their mother was, and I had to tell them that you had left them and you might not be coming back." Carlos said remembering how shocked, scared and disturbed they all were.
"I'm sorry." Sarah said simply.
"Me too." Carlos said honestly.
"They wouldn't let me in because I'm not "related" to her." Twister frowned.
"Well I'll tell you this much, she's really messed up; she's lucky to be alive." Jase sighed.
"What. what if she doesn't wake up?" Twister asked quietly.
"I don't know." Jase whispered scared.
"Hey Twist, you ok?" Otto asked walking in the living room to find Twister on his own in front of the TV.
"I'm just watching some old videos." Twister replied.
"But how are you?" Otto asked again sitting down on the sofa.
"Terrible." Twister replied solemnly.
On the TV screen Carla stood at the rim of her family's pool on her skateboard,
"You getting this Twist? This is gonna be the coolest!" Carla laughed and dropped down and began to skate. Carla began to grind along the edge of the pool,
"Boo!" Lars shouted jumping towards the pool. Carla screamed and fell off her skateboard and slid down the pool, the camera turned to focus on Carla who had skidded down on her neck and shoulders, suddenly her feet fell to the floor comically.
"Ow." She said quietly. The real twister who was sat watching the video smiled and almost laughed, that was pure Carla; she was as ditzy as he was sometimes; only sometimes though.
"What do you want Lars?" Carla grumbled getting up. Lars jumped into the empty pool to stand face to face with her.
"Yeah Lars, buzz off!" Twister's voice from behind the camera said. Otto was surprised, this was before Twister's voice had broken.
"I shot this last summer." Twister said as if reading Otto's mind.
"What are you watching?" Lars asked walking into the room.
"Video from last summer." Twister replied. It had been weird lately, ever since Carla had gone into hospital a few days ago Lars and Twister hadn't had a single argument; Otto guessed it was because there was enough grief around already without them fighting.
"Hmm, how about that fancy camera of yours, you little dweeb?!" the Lars on the video laughed snatching the camera off of Twister and pushing him away. The camera was in Lars' hands and swung around to show Carla helping twister up from where Lars had pushed him.
"Lars! Give Twister his Camera back!" Carla snapped making a grab for the camera.
"THAT'S IT!" Lars shouted.
"What?" Twister asked.
"What's going on?" Carla's Dad asked walking in the room followed by Carla's brothers.
"Twist, I just remembered, I stole your camera off of you!" Lars said.
"I knew I hadn't lost it! Give it back!" Twister shouted.
"You don't understand it was filming and I left it by my window." Lars explained.
"And your window looks out on the pool. We can see what happened to Carla." Carla's Mom added.
Twister plugged the video camera into the TV and everyone except Brad (who had gone out) and Carla (who was in a coma) watched silently. The screen flickered into life and the camera was going up and down in the air.
"That'll teach that lame-O to steal from me." Lars laughed.
"LARS! YOUR MOM'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!" One of Carla's brothers shouted from off camera. Lars groaned and put the camera down; the camera automatically focused on the shimmering pool. In a few seconds Carla walked down the stairs and by the pool, she said something to herself but it was too quiet to hear.
"Wait, Twist, re-wind it and turn it up." Carla's dad said. Twister obliged turning the volume up as far as it would go.
"This place'll be a skate park in no time." Carla smiled tapping the pool controls. Carla walked off screen.
"Wait, this was when she offered us drinks." Zack said frowning. "She was trying to distract us!" Zack said shocked, his sister was sneakier than he had thought.
"Who's that?" Reggie asked pointing to a figure in the shadows on the screen.
Carla walked outside and looked around, the figure came out of the shadows and advanced towards Carla.
"BRAD!" Carla's mother shouted in disbelief.
"I knew it!" Tibbs shouted.
"If your mother asks, you ran off so I couldn't take you to the next town. You got that kid?" Brad said from behind Carla. Carla spun around to face Brad.
"Y-Yes." Carla said shaking.
"Yes, what?" He asked threateningly as he walked towards her.
"Yes Sir!" Carla said quickly.
"You couldn't even die properly could you? You and that damn dog of yours, you managed to live. Well I'll tell you what I did, I sent your little pet away, I sent him to a mad dog disposal unit. You won't be seeing him again." Brad growled.
"No." Carla's mother whispered feeling tears build in her eyes.
"Mercutio." Carla whispered.
"You mother will be devastated when she finds out. You were always so sloppy weren't you?" Brad said ominously.
"What do you mean?" Carla whispered terrified.
"You were the supposed to clean up that drink you spilt but you didn't, and you fell into the pool. So sad. So young." Brad smirked.
"I. please.don't." Carla whispered realising what he was going to say.
"If you even think of screaming I'll make this more painful than you can possibly imagine." Brad growled.
Carla's mother stifled a sob as tears ran down her face.
"My brothers, they're expecting me, and so are the guys. They'll get worried if I don't show up." Carla reasoned.
"Then they'll find your floating corpse won't they?" Brad laughed quietly. He quickly shoved Carla backwards; Carla felt her foot slipped and she fell backwards. Everyone winced as they heard her ribs crack on the edge of the pool as Carla slid into the water.
Everyone watched as Brad tried to drown Carla, he got up and left as she stopped struggling, the pool began to drain quickly leaving Carla unconscious at the bottom.
Twister stopped the video and sat as the tears ran down his face.
"Ju." He whispered.
"He's gonna fry." Zack said grabbing the phone and dialling the police.
Twister looked around to see himself in the hospital waiting room that he had fallen asleep in. Carla's mother was crying and Carla's Father seemed to be in shock.
"Mr. and Mrs. Capulet, you're daughter pulled through, we managed to get her heart going again before she died. However, your daughter's in a coma. we don't know if she'll wake up. I'm so sorry." The nurse said quietly.
"Can we see her?" Carla's father asked.
"Of course." The nurse said softly.
Carla's parents stood in a smallish hospital room looking at their bruised and comatose daughter.
"Carlos, I can't bear to lose my little girl. She will pull through, right?" Sarah asked looking at her ex-husband.
"I hope so Sarah." Carlos whispered.
"I really missed living with her, even though she was a pain in the ass sometimes." Sarah laughed slightly.
"Then why'd you dump her in the middle of nowhere?" Carlos asked looking at her.
"I left her there for half an hour, then Brad was supposed to take her to the next town!" Sarah snapped.
"Well "Brad" never showed up. Sandy and Raoul found her unconscious on her skateboard with Mercutio dragging her along." Carlos said sharply.
A/N: Sandy and Raoul are Twister's parent's first names, yes I'm a rocket power geek.
"What?" Sarah whispered.
"It's true, Carla told me and so did Sandy and Raoul, even Lars and Twister." Carlos glared.
"I. he told me. I." Sarah stuttered.
"Let me guess he told you he took her there?" Carlos accused.
"Yes. I guess this is why Carla was so angry at me," Sarah said sadly. "I'm a terrible mother." She said hanging her head in shame. Carlos began to feel guilty.
"No you're not. You're a wonderful mother, you always were. We were all devastated when you left. I remember going home after you left me for Brad. The kids were all asking where their mother was, and I had to tell them that you had left them and you might not be coming back." Carlos said remembering how shocked, scared and disturbed they all were.
"I'm sorry." Sarah said simply.
"Me too." Carlos said honestly.
"They wouldn't let me in because I'm not "related" to her." Twister frowned.
"Well I'll tell you this much, she's really messed up; she's lucky to be alive." Jase sighed.
"What. what if she doesn't wake up?" Twister asked quietly.
"I don't know." Jase whispered scared.
"Hey Twist, you ok?" Otto asked walking in the living room to find Twister on his own in front of the TV.
"I'm just watching some old videos." Twister replied.
"But how are you?" Otto asked again sitting down on the sofa.
"Terrible." Twister replied solemnly.
On the TV screen Carla stood at the rim of her family's pool on her skateboard,
"You getting this Twist? This is gonna be the coolest!" Carla laughed and dropped down and began to skate. Carla began to grind along the edge of the pool,
"Boo!" Lars shouted jumping towards the pool. Carla screamed and fell off her skateboard and slid down the pool, the camera turned to focus on Carla who had skidded down on her neck and shoulders, suddenly her feet fell to the floor comically.
"Ow." She said quietly. The real twister who was sat watching the video smiled and almost laughed, that was pure Carla; she was as ditzy as he was sometimes; only sometimes though.
"What do you want Lars?" Carla grumbled getting up. Lars jumped into the empty pool to stand face to face with her.
"Yeah Lars, buzz off!" Twister's voice from behind the camera said. Otto was surprised, this was before Twister's voice had broken.
"I shot this last summer." Twister said as if reading Otto's mind.
"What are you watching?" Lars asked walking into the room.
"Video from last summer." Twister replied. It had been weird lately, ever since Carla had gone into hospital a few days ago Lars and Twister hadn't had a single argument; Otto guessed it was because there was enough grief around already without them fighting.
"Hmm, how about that fancy camera of yours, you little dweeb?!" the Lars on the video laughed snatching the camera off of Twister and pushing him away. The camera was in Lars' hands and swung around to show Carla helping twister up from where Lars had pushed him.
"Lars! Give Twister his Camera back!" Carla snapped making a grab for the camera.
"THAT'S IT!" Lars shouted.
"What?" Twister asked.
"What's going on?" Carla's Dad asked walking in the room followed by Carla's brothers.
"Twist, I just remembered, I stole your camera off of you!" Lars said.
"I knew I hadn't lost it! Give it back!" Twister shouted.
"You don't understand it was filming and I left it by my window." Lars explained.
"And your window looks out on the pool. We can see what happened to Carla." Carla's Mom added.
Twister plugged the video camera into the TV and everyone except Brad (who had gone out) and Carla (who was in a coma) watched silently. The screen flickered into life and the camera was going up and down in the air.
"That'll teach that lame-O to steal from me." Lars laughed.
"LARS! YOUR MOM'S ON THE PHONE FOR YOU!" One of Carla's brothers shouted from off camera. Lars groaned and put the camera down; the camera automatically focused on the shimmering pool. In a few seconds Carla walked down the stairs and by the pool, she said something to herself but it was too quiet to hear.
"Wait, Twist, re-wind it and turn it up." Carla's dad said. Twister obliged turning the volume up as far as it would go.
"This place'll be a skate park in no time." Carla smiled tapping the pool controls. Carla walked off screen.
"Wait, this was when she offered us drinks." Zack said frowning. "She was trying to distract us!" Zack said shocked, his sister was sneakier than he had thought.
"Who's that?" Reggie asked pointing to a figure in the shadows on the screen.
Carla walked outside and looked around, the figure came out of the shadows and advanced towards Carla.
"BRAD!" Carla's mother shouted in disbelief.
"I knew it!" Tibbs shouted.
"If your mother asks, you ran off so I couldn't take you to the next town. You got that kid?" Brad said from behind Carla. Carla spun around to face Brad.
"Y-Yes." Carla said shaking.
"Yes, what?" He asked threateningly as he walked towards her.
"Yes Sir!" Carla said quickly.
"You couldn't even die properly could you? You and that damn dog of yours, you managed to live. Well I'll tell you what I did, I sent your little pet away, I sent him to a mad dog disposal unit. You won't be seeing him again." Brad growled.
"No." Carla's mother whispered feeling tears build in her eyes.
"Mercutio." Carla whispered.
"You mother will be devastated when she finds out. You were always so sloppy weren't you?" Brad said ominously.
"What do you mean?" Carla whispered terrified.
"You were the supposed to clean up that drink you spilt but you didn't, and you fell into the pool. So sad. So young." Brad smirked.
"I. please.don't." Carla whispered realising what he was going to say.
"If you even think of screaming I'll make this more painful than you can possibly imagine." Brad growled.
Carla's mother stifled a sob as tears ran down her face.
"My brothers, they're expecting me, and so are the guys. They'll get worried if I don't show up." Carla reasoned.
"Then they'll find your floating corpse won't they?" Brad laughed quietly. He quickly shoved Carla backwards; Carla felt her foot slipped and she fell backwards. Everyone winced as they heard her ribs crack on the edge of the pool as Carla slid into the water.
Everyone watched as Brad tried to drown Carla, he got up and left as she stopped struggling, the pool began to drain quickly leaving Carla unconscious at the bottom.
Twister stopped the video and sat as the tears ran down his face.
"Ju." He whispered.
"He's gonna fry." Zack said grabbing the phone and dialling the police.