newA/N: K, heres the updated version of the fic, I'll probably be updating
3-5 chapters at a time, and not all the chapters will be re written.
Probably just the really short ones. I'm gona leave all the older A/N's up
here, so dunt get confused! This time I did 5 today because the only
chapter I updated was this one, the other ones I just fixed a few little
things! Enjoy! Just so that people know who may come to ff.net later, I
rewrote this in December 2003, and the original story was written in
October 2002. :D
-Things between here-are thoughts.
A/N: This is my favorite fic I've written... I deleted the fics Battle of the Brothers and The Next Generation. sorry if that causes any inconvenience or something but anyway this fic was inspired by the fic Lean on Me by BlueMoonDuchess ((good story u should go read it!)) but anyway its a different plot but Lars and Twister will become closer! not only that but its a Lars/Reggie fic! yay! (oh and the ages.. Otto Twister and Sam are all 14 which makes Reggie 15 and Lars is 17 (High school drop out...))
Ch.1: Self Reflection
Twister waited quietly on the door step. He had locked himself out of the house, and his brother who had the other key was late. He didn't care for Lars much, though the way he had been acting lately had him worried. Lars had dropped out of school when he was sixteen years old. He told Twister, and their Mom that he was going to move out when he was eighteen, even if he didn't have a job, "Anything to get out of this shithole," he'd say. Lars was also always out at night drinking, he'd come home really drunk, and be passed out for the day, just to go out and do it again that night.
Lars pulled into the driveway about twenty minutes later. The two of them went into the house. Twister went into the kitchen and made some popcorn while Lars sat down on the couch. Twister came back into the kitchen and sat at the opposite end of the couch, and popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth. Lars started to feel dizzy and ran into the bathroom. He went into his room and laid down on his bed.
-This sucks.- He thought. -My life is such a mess-Before he had dropped out of school a year ago be had wanted to be an electrician. His life had changed drastically over the past 5 years, his parents divorced, he had lived with his Mom for a while, until she started constantly fussing about Twister. He moved to Nevada, where his dad lived alone, he too was an alcoholic, an abusive one at that. His drinking problem was why he and Sandy got a divorce. His dad would be out all the time, leaving Lars alone, without money, or food, and a lot of the time without electricity because he wouldn't pay the bill. Lars never bothered to make friends since he would be to embarrassed to tell them why he could never hand out. A little before his sixteenth birthday he decided he had enough of it, and moved back to Ocean Shores. He was glad he did, Twister and his friends had grown up, and as long as they stayed out of each others way, they didn't fight. When he got their, he made all new friends, the friends he once had were now the people he considered geeks. He knew deep down it was all just an act, something to cover up his insecurities. He just lied there, trying to sort out feelings. -Am I jealous?- He thought about it, the more he did, the more he thought about how he had been treated in the past, by his parents, and by his friends. He had always felt used, he was always around when his Mom or dad needed him to lift something heavy, or when his friends wanted to talk about something, or play some little prank, but if he needed any of them for anything, they would be nowhere to be found. -I guess I am jealous.- Twister's friends had always been there for him, even when they had their own problems. -Why aren't my friends like that?- His friends where only around when he was drunk. Lars was especially jealous of Twister's friendship with Reggie. She was so sweet and caring. Lars never had a close female friend. It didn't matter how Lars felt though, Reggie hated him. -I always fuck up everything!- He thought. If only he knew how he felt inside.
A/N: for some reason this chapter was extremely hard to write searching for the right words.. i really should widen my vocabulary! oh well I hope you enjoy please review!!
-Things between here-are thoughts.
A/N: This is my favorite fic I've written... I deleted the fics Battle of the Brothers and The Next Generation. sorry if that causes any inconvenience or something but anyway this fic was inspired by the fic Lean on Me by BlueMoonDuchess ((good story u should go read it!)) but anyway its a different plot but Lars and Twister will become closer! not only that but its a Lars/Reggie fic! yay! (oh and the ages.. Otto Twister and Sam are all 14 which makes Reggie 15 and Lars is 17 (High school drop out...))
Ch.1: Self Reflection
Twister waited quietly on the door step. He had locked himself out of the house, and his brother who had the other key was late. He didn't care for Lars much, though the way he had been acting lately had him worried. Lars had dropped out of school when he was sixteen years old. He told Twister, and their Mom that he was going to move out when he was eighteen, even if he didn't have a job, "Anything to get out of this shithole," he'd say. Lars was also always out at night drinking, he'd come home really drunk, and be passed out for the day, just to go out and do it again that night.
Lars pulled into the driveway about twenty minutes later. The two of them went into the house. Twister went into the kitchen and made some popcorn while Lars sat down on the couch. Twister came back into the kitchen and sat at the opposite end of the couch, and popped a piece of popcorn into his mouth. Lars started to feel dizzy and ran into the bathroom. He went into his room and laid down on his bed.
-This sucks.- He thought. -My life is such a mess-Before he had dropped out of school a year ago be had wanted to be an electrician. His life had changed drastically over the past 5 years, his parents divorced, he had lived with his Mom for a while, until she started constantly fussing about Twister. He moved to Nevada, where his dad lived alone, he too was an alcoholic, an abusive one at that. His drinking problem was why he and Sandy got a divorce. His dad would be out all the time, leaving Lars alone, without money, or food, and a lot of the time without electricity because he wouldn't pay the bill. Lars never bothered to make friends since he would be to embarrassed to tell them why he could never hand out. A little before his sixteenth birthday he decided he had enough of it, and moved back to Ocean Shores. He was glad he did, Twister and his friends had grown up, and as long as they stayed out of each others way, they didn't fight. When he got their, he made all new friends, the friends he once had were now the people he considered geeks. He knew deep down it was all just an act, something to cover up his insecurities. He just lied there, trying to sort out feelings. -Am I jealous?- He thought about it, the more he did, the more he thought about how he had been treated in the past, by his parents, and by his friends. He had always felt used, he was always around when his Mom or dad needed him to lift something heavy, or when his friends wanted to talk about something, or play some little prank, but if he needed any of them for anything, they would be nowhere to be found. -I guess I am jealous.- Twister's friends had always been there for him, even when they had their own problems. -Why aren't my friends like that?- His friends where only around when he was drunk. Lars was especially jealous of Twister's friendship with Reggie. She was so sweet and caring. Lars never had a close female friend. It didn't matter how Lars felt though, Reggie hated him. -I always fuck up everything!- He thought. If only he knew how he felt inside.
A/N: for some reason this chapter was extremely hard to write searching for the right words.. i really should widen my vocabulary! oh well I hope you enjoy please review!!