A/n: Hey guys! Well, this is my first story ever so I hope you guys like it. I wanted to make the guys seem a little more realistic so I kinda based their actions and personalities on guys I know now. Please review and let me know what you think about it!
P.s- Usual disclaimer... I clearly own nothing. lol
Watching from a car parked up the street from the Hardy household the man was stirred from his light sleep by the sound of car doors shutting and shouts of "see ya later" from a teenaged boy a little ways from his vehicle. Straightening up and peering through the window, the man smiled. Thats one of them right there, he thought to himself. He took in the boys appearence. Wearing a pair of worn jeans and a green polo shirt, the young man walking towards his car looked no different then any other teen his age. It was his blond hair sticking out from his hat and attractive facial features that made him easy to be picked out of a crowd,.. or, thought the man smiling, a picture. The teen was walking towards his house, peering anxiously at the windows looking for any sign of life. The teen checked his watch as he approached the rear of the mans car. It seemed he was to preoccupied with other things to notice the passenger in the car glaring as he passed the window. The man checked his own watch... 3 am. Yes, it was no wonder he was in such a rush to get home, if his parents had not been out of town they would surely ground him. The boy made it to the steps of his house, and nervously peered through the windows, looking satsified, the boy fiushed out his and keys, and in two seconds he was gone. Feeling slighty satisfied himself, the man, took out a notepad and begin writing notes. Yes, this would be the one. He was clealry not as caautious as his brother, which was proven by the boys late arrival, and he hadn't even checked the car like his brother had only hours earlier when he had made notice of the car... This just might be easier then he thought. Reaching the steps, Joe quietly fished out his keys. He hadn't planned on coming home this late... it's just that, well, once he arrived at Phils party and got to talking and having a couple drinks he didn't even realise that it was nearing the forbidden 2 am mark. His parents were going to kill him. He had tried coming home at 1 the weekend before and was met at the doors by his angry parents who had stayed up and waited for him. He couldn't even imagine what he was in for this time.
Reaching the door, he peered into the window. The lights weren't even on. The house seemed empty and quiet. Reaching into his jeans pocket he took out his house keys, and, sliping them into the lock, quietly pushed the door open.
The house was empty. Kicking off his Nikes at the door he noticed that his parents shoes were missing, and their jackets taken off the coat rack.
This is by far the best stroke of luck I have ever encountered in my 18 years on this planet. He thought with a smile. It wasn't uncommon for his partents to be out late for meetings and diners.. but he had always known about them ahead of time and was never left out in the dark.
Losing the feeling of impending doom, Joe flicked on the hall lights and headed towards the kitchen to get some food. No sooner had he entered the kicthen and thrown his hat on the counter did he hear footsteps coming down the stairs. Sensing the speech he was about to hear from his brother, Joe grabbed a bag of chips out of the cupboard, sat at the counter and waited.
Sure enough, Frank entered the kicthen looking pissed. Dressed in his burgundy sweats and a grey Bayport U tee he crossed his arms and stared his brother down.
"You got lucky you know. They were in such a rush they didn't even ask where you were... or what time you were going to be home. Just said to make sure that the alarms were on and that they'd be home next weekend."
Joe's eyes widened as he begin choking on the water he ahd been drinking. "Next weekend! Why wasn't I told of this?" Feeling even better about this situation Joe leaned back in his chair and gave his brother a smile. "You know, you should have been there tonight. Everyone was there.. I even saw that Dave guy from your Calc class.. that nerd. I mean, everyone made it. What were you working on this time? French? Math? Oh wait.. was it that history report thats due next month?" Joe knew his brother would never miss the opurtunity to start something early, but really.. who misses a party like that! Especially when the rents were out of town? Had he known that he probably wouldn't have come home.
" Actually, I was staying home on Mom and Dads orders. Do you even know why they're out of town. And don't tell me they never mentioned it," he added seeing Joes look of confusion "because I was in the room when they looked you in the face and told us that we were to stay in and try to keep our covers low."
Joe moaned. Ah yes.. he did remeber this, well, he remembered hearing about it through the fog that was his hangover from the night before. He had been out at Chets birthday party when upon rolling out of bed the next morning he was greeted with a sten warning that yet another man that had been put to justice by their father was out of jail.. and that once again, he could come after them for revenge.They were shown his picture and warned that he was completly dangerous and to watch out for each other. This warning was not something that that Joe took seriously anymore. They had heard it so many times that it was almost unusual not to get the speech once a month.
Frank sighed and walked over to Joe, grabbing the bag of chips from him and plopping down on the empty chair next to him. His mouth full Frank looked at Joe and broke into a smile. "So Dave was there? Was he drinking or was he just checkin out the girls?"
Joe burst into laughter. "Yeah, totally there for the ladies. He was just sitting in the corner staring. You don't even know how funny it was."
This turned into a long conversation and before either brother realised it was nearing 5 am. Joe ran a hand through his blond hair has his brother pushed his chair in and turned off the kicthen light. "Im heading to bed. Check the locks and the alarm before going to bed" Yawning, and ruffling his own brown hair, Frank turned and headed towards the stairs. "See you up there". The sounds of his brother retreating up the stairs prompted Joe to do the same. Getting up he brushed the chip crumbs off his shirt and stuffed the bag into the cupboard.
Walking through the downstairs portion of the house and checking the alarms and windows, Joe was satisfied that the house was secure and started up the stairs. He got halfway there when he suddenly remebered where he had left his house keys. "Shit." With a sigh he turned around and jumped down the last couple of stairs and sauntered to the front door. Opening it up, he was not surprised to see the keys still stuck in the lock where he had left them. Cursing his stupidity, Joe glanced once more up the street and turned back into the house just as a green car drove past, it's driver glaring at the teen as it past and continued slowly down the road.