Disclaimer: Now I own a bit more than before. All the stuff I owned before, PLUS Freddy's foster family. I do not own the original SoR cast.
Freddy Jones: Semi-Life Story
Chapter 12
I was living in luxury. My meals were brought to me on a tray, I had a TV in my room, and I had room service at the call of a button.
And did I mention that my leg weighs about 50 pounds? My arm does too.
If you didn't notice, that was all dire sarcasm. Except for the part about my leg and arm weighing 50 pounds each. They're cased in plaster. And it's a little on the uncomfortable side.
Sure, my meals are brought on a tray. But I never said they were edible. The best part that I can think of is my father is no longer part of my life.
Truthfully, I don't even know what happened to him. Last time I saw him, he was the one who had forced me into this anti-luxury, and he was with Katie's dad.
Speaking of which, she's trying to get me to forgive her. And it's not working.
Riley, Adam, and Kacey have been here just about every day possible. Zach and Summer have come a lot too. Along with Katie, but I'm too mad at her to acknowledge her visits, in detail, without a sarcastic remark.
Right now I was lying on the oddly uncomfortable bed, Zach and Riley were sitting beside me. "I knew you were living with me for a reason." Zach said, looking at me, forcing a smile, trying to make a joke.
"Shut up." I said, glaring at him, "I'm probably going to be in a wheelchair until my arm heals, or my leg heals. Whichever heals first."
Riley was speechless, which was a definite first in the day I had known her.
"I mean, I can't use crutches with a broken arm." I said, shrugging.
Zach sighed, looking at me, "And it had to happen over the summer..." He muttered.
I looked at my best friend, "I'll be out of here soon, and I'll be as me as possible."
"You can't play drums with one hand." Zach retorted.
"This is me we're talking about." I said, smiling a little, "I'll figure it out."
Riley and Zach left the room, and Adam walked in. "Freddy?"
I looked up at my foster father, "Yeah?"
"I didn't know it was this bad." He said, sitting down where his daughter had been sitting mere moments ago.
I attempted to smile, "Neither did I."
Adam looked at me, "Don't worry Freddy." He said, trying to make me feel better, "Everything's going to be alright."
That's what he thinks anyway. He doesn't know my dad he always manages to find me. No matter what is stopping him, or in his case, not stopping him.
Three Days Later
It suddenly hit me that I didn't live at my house anymore. I realized this when I wheeled myself out of Adam's car and was sitting in front of their house. "Wow..." I whispered under my breath, it was a lot smaller than mine, and the houses were a lot closer together.
Riley looked at me, "Shocked?" She asked, as she looked at my expression.
"Well, let's just say it's not what I'm used to. But it's better than being with him." I said, wheeling up the ramp leading to their porch. As I entered the house, I sighed, it was nice, and very family oriented. Riley walked next to me, "Want to see where your room is?"
"That could help a little." I retorted. We went down the hall to the second room on the right and she opened the door. The room was perfect. All my stuff had been brought in already, and I almost died when I saw a drumset in the corner, "Is that..."
"It was Kacey's." Riley said, looking at me, "But she hasn't used it in ages. Dad decided it might as well get some use. Although he didn't expect..." Her voice faded out, she didn't want to acknowledge the fact that my arm was broken.
"He didn't expect my dad to break my arm?" I asked, knowing that was what she wanted to say, but she didn't want to say it to me. "You don't have to sugarcoat it. I know that my dad's an asshole."
She looked at me, "I'm not sugarcoating it." She said, "I just feel awkward mentioning it."
"So you say. Because you don't want to acknowledge the fact that I'm right." I smirked, we had done a lot of this type of arguing in the hospital, and we liked it. It wasn't like I had that kind of relationship with my own sister.
"You're allowed to dream that I suppose." She said, smirking.
Adam came in the room, "Riley, someone's on the phone. It's either Leigh or Cara, I can't really tell."
Riley took the phone and looked at me, "I'll be back to finish our debate." She said, going off towards her own room.
I rolled over to my bed, pulling myself off the wheelchair and laying on my bed. I stared at the ceiling, which had a huge poster of AC/DC on it. My cell phone then began to ring, "Hello?" I said, picking it up before I could see the caller ID.
"Oh my god! Freddy! You're alive!" It was Alicia.
I raised an eyebrow, "Yeah," I said, sounding oddly confused, "What gave you the idea that I wasn't?"
"I don't know." She said, "Katie's just been awfully depressed lately. So I thought something happened to you."
So Alicia didn't know. And I thought the entire band knew, "Well something did happen." I said, "I've only got use of two limbs, and I have a new address."
"Your dad made you move!"
"Nope," I replied, "I live with my foster family now. Because my dad broke my right leg and my left arm."
Alicia was silent. So I replied, "Yes I know, huge shocker aye?" I sighed, "Look, I sort of got to go." I said, looking at my door. "Need to figure some stuff out." I then hung up and brought myself back into the wheelchair.
I exited my room and went towards the living room, just rolling around because I didn't want to stay in one place. That would be proving that my dad had gotten me down, which yes, he had. But I wasn't going to show it. I rolled out onto the porch with a book in my lap. The book was called The Da Vinci Code and looked way too big. I wasn't sure if I'd even be able to finish it. I sighed as I opened the book and began reading.
A few hours later, I was still reading the book. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. And the only thing that stopped me was when I locked eyes on the two girls coming up the sidewalk leading to the porch.
One of the girls was about 5'6", and she had long blonde hair, falling to about her waist. She wore a pair of jean capris, and a white t-shirt that read "South High Ghosts" in purple writing.
The other girl was 5'3". Her hair was brown and fell to her shoulders. Her outfit consisted of a pair of khaki shorts and a pink polo shirt. As she drew closer, I realized her eyes were an icy shade of blue, and the other girl's were a pale green.
"You must be Freddy." The shorter one said, extending her hand.
I closed The Da Vinci Code and put it in the pouch in the side of my chair. I then took her hand and shook it, "Yeah, that's me." I dropped her hand. "And who might you two be?"
"I'm Leigh." The shorter one said, smiling. "And this is Cara."
The taller one (Cara) smiled, "We're Riley's friends."
Cara seemed to be a bit slower than Leigh, "One could assume." I said, "You look a little too old to be hanging out with Kacey."
Cara raised an eyebrow, "What?"
"Never mind Cara, just go find Riley." Leigh said, shaking her head. Cara nodded and walked inside. Leigh then looked at me, "So, your dad did this to you?"
"Riley tells everyone everything doesn't she?" I retorted, staring at Leigh.
Leigh smiled, "It's not like we begged it out of her, she just sort of let it slip."
I nodded, "Right."
Riley came into the doorway, "Come on Leigh! Quit flirting with Freddy and get in here!" Both of us turned bright red as Leigh walked into the house.
I stared out at the street in front of me and the cars going by. "So this is my new life." I said to myself as they all flew by.
This story was so fun to write. And I have a feeling the sequel is going to be good too. Review this last chapter, and I'll mention you all in Chapter 1 of Freddy Jones: A New Life.
KatieandFreddy: I really don't know if they'll get back together or not.
kitty: Glad you liked it, and I'm sorry it made you cry.
Sianne: You'll just have to see what happened to Freddy's Dad. (Because I'm still thinking about it... XD)
scarlet emerald: Not half-killed, but he did lose usage of half his limbs... –pets Freddy- Poor Freddy... I'm not okay, really.