Hey everyone~ I know you must be getting sick of me taking so long in my
updates but this time my modem was screwed up and my non-internet-using
parents decided not to get it fixed for a couple weeks.....GRRR!!!!!...but
as you can see I'm back on finally!!! Woo-hoo!!!! Okay now like I promised
this chappie has some brotherly 'love' in it....
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Brotherly Love....
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," chanted Oscar as he hit his head off the brick wall repeatedly.
"Now don't be so hard on yerself lil' bruddea. I already knew ya was stupid," joked Morris as he walked to where Oscar stood.
"I may be lackin' in brains but I at least still have my looks. You don't have either, Moron."
"Jerk."
"Dick."
"A**hole."
"Bastard," hissed Oscar.
"I'm not da bastard you are," growled Morris as he sent his fist flying. In his haste he miscalculated and missed Oscar's face by a mile. Oscar judged correctly and punched Morris hard in his stomach. Then he kicked Morris's legs out from under him. Morris fell flat on his back. He quickly recovered and kicked Oscar in the back of his calves, causing him to fall face forward.
"Why you son of a b****!," cried Oscar as he attacked Morris.
"Don't insult me muddea. Jist because Pops went and got yer slut of a muddea pregnant doesn't give ya da right ta call my mom a b****," yelled Morris as he rolled them so he could punch Oscar.
"What da h*** is goin' on here?," yelled a feminine voice.
Morris froze in mid-punch and both turned their heads towards a very frustrated-looking Tempest. Tempest stomped over and gave Morris a firm push which sent him tumbling off Oscar. Oscar attempted to get up but Tempest pushed him back down with her fist to his chest.
"I asked a question boys," she hissed.
"Nuttin', we'se jist showin' some brotherly love," said Morris quickly.
Tempest rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips before looking down at Oscar. She then took her foot off his chest and let him stand up.
"Brotherly love, huh? That's why Morris was about to give you a nice shiner?," she asked in disbelief.
"Morris leave us now," Oscar ordered without looking away from Tempest's eyes. "NOW!!," he added when Morris hadn't moved. Morris, feeling the tension, ran from the alley.
"What are ya doin' 'ere anyways?," asked Oscar.
"I heard the shouts from the street and came to check it out. Why were you fighting?"
"None of yer d*** business," he snarled. "I don't answer ta sluts."
Tempest reacted by sending her fist into his stomach. Oscar doubled over in pain and felt his eyes water.
"You bastard! I don't know why I even try to be friends with you. You insult me at every turn and kiss me like you feel something for me but then ignore everything," Tempest stormed.
"It ain't too easy bein' ...friends...with you either. You taunt me and try all you can to ruin my reputation. You make me feel things I don't wanna feel. Den ya push all yer opinions and ...feelings on me. Ya have yer friends talk ta me and when I finally have it figured out I find you with Jack." His eyes were narrowed and his face red with fury.
Tempest glared back at Oscar. "I didn't ask Sapph to talk to you. She did it because she obviously was worried about me. She actually cares about my feelings unlike some people I know."
"Yeah well if ya cared about mine ya wouldn't have been wid Jack," he snapped as he turned away from her.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She paused. "You know what? Nevermind, I'm tired of this game. I give up. I don't know you. You don't know me. Nothing ever happened." She spun on her heel and strode away.
Oscar let his head drop. *I'm so stupid,* he thought. *I'm too scared ta tell 'er I like 'er. Now I've lost 'er fer good.*
"I'm seeing a pattern," he muttered as he rubbed his hand over his stomach. He walked slowly out of the alley with his hands in his pockets and his thoughts elsewhere.
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Okay just to make up for the long time away I am posting up three chappies at once!!! How exciting right??? Now I am going to wait until the last of these three chappies to do shout-outs so ...yeah. The next chappie..."A Choice is Made....." .........It's going to bring another twist to the story...hehehe...I love twists....Muahahaha
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Brotherly Love....
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," chanted Oscar as he hit his head off the brick wall repeatedly.
"Now don't be so hard on yerself lil' bruddea. I already knew ya was stupid," joked Morris as he walked to where Oscar stood.
"I may be lackin' in brains but I at least still have my looks. You don't have either, Moron."
"Jerk."
"Dick."
"A**hole."
"Bastard," hissed Oscar.
"I'm not da bastard you are," growled Morris as he sent his fist flying. In his haste he miscalculated and missed Oscar's face by a mile. Oscar judged correctly and punched Morris hard in his stomach. Then he kicked Morris's legs out from under him. Morris fell flat on his back. He quickly recovered and kicked Oscar in the back of his calves, causing him to fall face forward.
"Why you son of a b****!," cried Oscar as he attacked Morris.
"Don't insult me muddea. Jist because Pops went and got yer slut of a muddea pregnant doesn't give ya da right ta call my mom a b****," yelled Morris as he rolled them so he could punch Oscar.
"What da h*** is goin' on here?," yelled a feminine voice.
Morris froze in mid-punch and both turned their heads towards a very frustrated-looking Tempest. Tempest stomped over and gave Morris a firm push which sent him tumbling off Oscar. Oscar attempted to get up but Tempest pushed him back down with her fist to his chest.
"I asked a question boys," she hissed.
"Nuttin', we'se jist showin' some brotherly love," said Morris quickly.
Tempest rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips before looking down at Oscar. She then took her foot off his chest and let him stand up.
"Brotherly love, huh? That's why Morris was about to give you a nice shiner?," she asked in disbelief.
"Morris leave us now," Oscar ordered without looking away from Tempest's eyes. "NOW!!," he added when Morris hadn't moved. Morris, feeling the tension, ran from the alley.
"What are ya doin' 'ere anyways?," asked Oscar.
"I heard the shouts from the street and came to check it out. Why were you fighting?"
"None of yer d*** business," he snarled. "I don't answer ta sluts."
Tempest reacted by sending her fist into his stomach. Oscar doubled over in pain and felt his eyes water.
"You bastard! I don't know why I even try to be friends with you. You insult me at every turn and kiss me like you feel something for me but then ignore everything," Tempest stormed.
"It ain't too easy bein' ...friends...with you either. You taunt me and try all you can to ruin my reputation. You make me feel things I don't wanna feel. Den ya push all yer opinions and ...feelings on me. Ya have yer friends talk ta me and when I finally have it figured out I find you with Jack." His eyes were narrowed and his face red with fury.
Tempest glared back at Oscar. "I didn't ask Sapph to talk to you. She did it because she obviously was worried about me. She actually cares about my feelings unlike some people I know."
"Yeah well if ya cared about mine ya wouldn't have been wid Jack," he snapped as he turned away from her.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She paused. "You know what? Nevermind, I'm tired of this game. I give up. I don't know you. You don't know me. Nothing ever happened." She spun on her heel and strode away.
Oscar let his head drop. *I'm so stupid,* he thought. *I'm too scared ta tell 'er I like 'er. Now I've lost 'er fer good.*
"I'm seeing a pattern," he muttered as he rubbed his hand over his stomach. He walked slowly out of the alley with his hands in his pockets and his thoughts elsewhere.
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Okay just to make up for the long time away I am posting up three chappies at once!!! How exciting right??? Now I am going to wait until the last of these three chappies to do shout-outs so ...yeah. The next chappie..."A Choice is Made....." .........It's going to bring another twist to the story...hehehe...I love twists....Muahahaha