Lugosi was tired.
he was tired of Lester's shit.
he never liked him. he was his brother. was he supposed to?
sure, maybe they had a brother-brother moment.
but everything else?
he was a rude fucker.
a fat fuck in a white button-up shirt, in a green vest, long brown pants (women's pants cause he had trouble finding his size.) fancy shiny shoes. he thought he was so fucking smart. and yet he could smell his soured musky smell when he didn't bath for a couple of days.
Lamis had to yell at him to shower. greasy hair, greasy face, boy tits that the coach probably likes to flap them up and down with his hands.
"whatsa mattah boi? can't handle a little jog around the track?"
-bats boy tiddies with his dirty hands-
pfft.
fuck Lester.
Lugosi thought bitterly.
he hated him.
he hated him cause he always talked shit to him.
he talked shit about his girlfriend.
he talked shit about everyone.
he thought he was hot shit.
but most of all, he talked a lot of shit about his dad. yeah, dad fucked around when he was young, and yeah, it was kind of unnerving. but he laid off that habit. a habit brought on by abuse by his own father.
lame excuse, maybe. but the point was he was seeking help to end this cycle he created and he was doing better. hell, his mother and father were starting to have a more meaningful bond. along with his aunt luna, and...well, the point is he's focusing on who he's with.
hell, he and aunt Mazzy were to get married.
and what did Lester say?
'they'll last a year before she drops him for another guy'
Mazzy was with dad for YEARS.
He upset ruby. ruby nearly knocked his block off.
and right now?
at this moment?
fuck he wanted to fuck him up.
years ago, he admired Lester. looked up to him. but now ... fuck.
"what are you staring at?"
Lester grunted. he towered over Lugosi.
Lugosi grit his teeth together.
"fuck you."
he muttered.
"What did you say, scarecrow?"
his fists tighten.
"FUCK YOU!"
Lugosi shoved him.
Lester barely moved and he pushed Lugosi back. Lugosi fell onto the carpet hard.
"awww, is the princess upset i insulted his daddy?"
Lugosi's nose crinkled and he glared.
Lester only smirked. god, how can lamis see anything good in him? Lugosi sneered, his upper lip twitched. everyone ignored him. sometimes, he pissed off aunt luna. or even lucy. he get sent to his room, and lamis, the stupid idiot, goes off to comfort him cuz 'mah parents hurt his feelings, so misunderstood, i can change him'
without even thinking he thrust his foot square into Lester's crotch. the breath left his lungs and made a long whine and leaned forward trying to gasp for air. and with all Lugosi's strength, he slugged him across the face.
booyah! take that you fucking-
Lugosi saw black and stars.
Lester pinned him down and punched him twice in the face.
Lugosi didn't think he'd recovered, but he did. and he felt his fat balloon hands choke him.
"you fucking little bastard!"
Lugosi grip his wrists and struggled.
"you were always daddy's little boy, you always act like he's a hero. can't face the fact he's a sleazy perverted savage."
Lugosi kicked and growled and glared. hot tears sting his eyes. ruby and lamis were pulling him off, when he finally released, Lugosi coughed and gasped. he rolled on his hands and knees. when he finally got to his feet, Lamis was yapping at Lester. he looked down. glaring.
ruby looked scared, but everything was white noise.
"at least he loves me."
Lugosi said out loud.
"at least he takes me out to places, spending time with him. at least I act like his son."
Lester glared.
"and you think i care?"
Lugosi rubbed his throat.
"does it matter? one of these days dad's really gonna let you have it."
Lugosi turned and towards the stairs. he paused and he looked at Lester.
"after all the things he has ever done for you, you still act like he's filth."
Lester barked.
"HE IS! HE'S A FUCKING DIRTY-"
Lugosi snapped.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! NOBODY IN THIS FAMILY CARES!"
he gripped the railing to the stairs.
"why don't you just get out of our lives, you fucking asshole."
with that, he went upstairs.
and he fucked ramona. having a girlfriend to talk to and to fuck out your anger was good for your health. later that night, around 1 am he was up, feeding his baby daughter rosita.
Lester can talk all the shit he wants. but he thinks he was just jealous of how everyone in the family thought Lugosi was such a great kid. i mean, he was, okay that was bragging but still...
his parents raised him right. he took his mother and father's lessons seriously. and when he fucked up and learned a lesson he realized how right they were. except having a baby with his chick.
yeah. the best choice he made. maybe that's why Lester had a rod up his ass. he expected lincoln and lucy to bitch him out. I mean, they kinda did. mom was really anal about the condom thing. hell, she got after dad. and he told her he gave Lugosi the rubbers. then it was back to face the wrath of lucy loud, overlord of darkness.
but yeah. after a month or so, after he got a job to help support his pregnant girlfriend they bragged how responsible he was. and that pissed lester off.
' if i were in the same shoes, dad would rag on me none stop'
Lugosi sighed.
"Lamis told me what happen with your brother today."
awh fuck me up the ass and call me a faggot...
"hey, dad..."
he turned his head, and he saw him stand against the door frame of the kitchen. his eyes concerned he walked over and Lugosi suddenly felt so small. he didn't have a face of anger or disappointment. just... worried.
"you know i'm against you kids fighting."
Jesus, he acts like they had a brawl every day. Lugosi liked to think he and his siblings were a tad more civilized than what his dad went through with him. his dad laid a heavy hand on his shoulder.
"sit, we need to talk."
oh, fuck me.
Lugosi sat on the kitchen chair, holding his daughter as she nursed the bottle.
he watched his father. and there was that sad look in his eyes.
"you are lucky to have a normal girl."
oh boy...
"unlike me, a weak little man who was so desperate for love"
he sighed rubbing his face. Lugosi saw this side of him all too often.
"that I looked through it towards your mother."
Lugosi sighed.
"dad..."
lincoln looked at his boy.
"I let my insecurities and mistrust in women to allow myself to seduce-"
"dad!"
Lugosi got his attention.
"I know the story, I know the rhyme."
Lugosi shook his head.
"so Ronnie ghosted you, and a girl you like lied and lead you on."
Lugosi sighed heavily.
"as fucked up as this might be, you were better off with mom and aunt luna."
lincoln stared and shook his head with a laugh.
"I guess," he eased, and he smiled, remembering the past.
"your mom..."
he sighed.
"I could say a lot about her, but your aunt luna..."
he shook his head.
"Anyway, I don't want you to fight with Lester anymore"
Lugosi sighed with frustration.
"dad, he was running his mouth again, putting you down."
he nodded.
"I know."
Lugosi stared at his dad.
"don't you hate him? all the things he said, after all the things you gave him!"
lincoln waved a hand down slowly.
"I know, but it's okay-"
"LIKE HELL IT IS!"
Lugosi shouted, paused. then looked at his daughter who stared back at him.
"I just don't see why you let him disrespect you like that."
lincoln scratched his head and tilted to the side.
"he'll...i-"
Lugosi cut him off-
"Dad, I know you have done some things but i never held it against you."
lincoln looked at his boy. Lugosi's eyes stared straight.
"you're not a bad guy dad, you made some fucked up choices but you always made up for it."
he looked down and rocked rosita.
"When I and ramona decided to just have a baby, I'd imagine that's how you and mom felt."
lincoln closed his eyes and remembered that night lucy came to him cuddling him, brushing her lips against his ear, and whispered an ideal life, a life with him, lucy and a baby.
"It feels wonderful, doesn't it? having someone who understands you, and all you want to do is make them happy forever and ever."
Lugosi nodded.
"dad, you are a man I want to be. the good part, the part that takes responsibility."
he swallowed hard.
"doesn't it hurt when Lester says these things to you?"
lincoln let out a sigh and nodded.
"but he is my firstborn son. and I love him."
Lugosi didn't want to call him an idiot. but he couldn't wrap his head around it. all this verbal abuse. and dad still treated Lester like a...person.
"you don't know Lester the way I do. I've seen him when no one is watching, doing the right thing. he is a good boy he's just-"
"an asshole."
Lugosi muttered.
lincoln shook his head.
"yes, but he's got a heart of gold."
he stood up and stared at Lugosi.
"I'm going to have you two apologize for fighting."
Lugosi didn't like it. but he nodded.
"then I'm grounding you two for a week."
Lugosi sighed.
"Okay, dad."
he smiled and ruffled his raven hair.
"Good night, son."
Lugosi sighed heavily.
it'll take some time, but he supposed things will become normal again. he didn't understand why his dad or even Lamis saw anything good in Lester. maybe he was missing something. maybe he didn't hear what Lester does behind everyone's back. but dad seemed to have seen something in Lester that made him a good son to him.
"dad...?"
he turned.
"yeah?"
a moment's pause.
"When are you going to get on his ass for talking shit to you?"
lincoln smiled.
"I don't need to lay a hand on him, son. there's going to be a convention he wanted to go this weekend...and since he's grounded, he isn't allowed to leave this fucking house. this is for you two starting a fight. and this is what happens when he calls me shit behind my back."
and he turned and left.
Lugosi made a mental note that dad can be cruel when he wants to be. since one of Lester's favorite actors's gonna be there. and lord knows it may be the only chance he'll ever see that actor. for who knows when he'll get a second chance. or if the actor dies.
Lugosi went to bed.
tomorrow was another day.
THE END.