Somewhere To Belong
Prologue
By: explicit
Disclaimer:: Please note that I have no affiliations with the production, show, actors, etc., of Everwood. This is clearly fake, and made for the pure amusement for myself and the readers.
Bright Abbot. What was there to say? A football and basketball star, brother, friend, son, failure of many.
``Forget it, I'll never be anymore more than a jock who fails everything he attempts,`` there was a large thump as Bright threw himself upon his bed. Running his fingers through those thick curls that inhabited his head, his thoughts ran wild.
It had been another one of those seemingly endless days. He had, against his own will, pulled himself out of bed and made an attempt of going to school. Surviving the first few classes, he had given up and spent the rest of his day driving aimlessly, trying to subdue the thoughts that always seemed to captivated him at the worst times.
Disregarding the consequences of his actions, the fact the school called the parents of a child that was not in attendance of classes completely slipped his mind. He returned home exhausted, miserable, and in more trouble than he could imagine. Sure, he had ditched before and gotten caught, but let off with a simple warning. But now that he was the only child living in the Abbot household, he had an example to set. He couldn't goof off like he used to, just to piss his parents off. Amy wasn't there to brighten up his parents day with her never-ending achievements. Amy wasn't there to make his parents forget about his existence. And Amy wasn't there to clean up after his messes.
Every time he thought or heard her name, a disgusted look colored his face. He loved his little sister unconditionally, but lately her actions were less than commendable. It had gotten to the point where she had let the family down so often, he had grown used to expecting the worst from her.
His thoughts where soon sent into a screeching halt as he entered the kitchen, seeing both of his parents standing there with a less than pleased look on their face.
It was going to be yet another tainted night to add to the growing list of nights he spent alone wondering where he went wrong, and why his parents could never see him as anything except a burden.
Prologue
By: explicit
Disclaimer:: Please note that I have no affiliations with the production, show, actors, etc., of Everwood. This is clearly fake, and made for the pure amusement for myself and the readers.
Bright Abbot. What was there to say? A football and basketball star, brother, friend, son, failure of many.
``Forget it, I'll never be anymore more than a jock who fails everything he attempts,`` there was a large thump as Bright threw himself upon his bed. Running his fingers through those thick curls that inhabited his head, his thoughts ran wild.
It had been another one of those seemingly endless days. He had, against his own will, pulled himself out of bed and made an attempt of going to school. Surviving the first few classes, he had given up and spent the rest of his day driving aimlessly, trying to subdue the thoughts that always seemed to captivated him at the worst times.
Disregarding the consequences of his actions, the fact the school called the parents of a child that was not in attendance of classes completely slipped his mind. He returned home exhausted, miserable, and in more trouble than he could imagine. Sure, he had ditched before and gotten caught, but let off with a simple warning. But now that he was the only child living in the Abbot household, he had an example to set. He couldn't goof off like he used to, just to piss his parents off. Amy wasn't there to brighten up his parents day with her never-ending achievements. Amy wasn't there to make his parents forget about his existence. And Amy wasn't there to clean up after his messes.
Every time he thought or heard her name, a disgusted look colored his face. He loved his little sister unconditionally, but lately her actions were less than commendable. It had gotten to the point where she had let the family down so often, he had grown used to expecting the worst from her.
His thoughts where soon sent into a screeching halt as he entered the kitchen, seeing both of his parents standing there with a less than pleased look on their face.
It was going to be yet another tainted night to add to the growing list of nights he spent alone wondering where he went wrong, and why his parents could never see him as anything except a burden.
