Lincoln laughed as he made a motorboat sound as he picked up Lalo and flew him around like a plane. "Incoming enemy plane!" Lincoln said as Ronnie came flying with Lea.
Lincoln and Ronnie had agreed to babysit Lori's kids while they went away for the rest of the week. Lincoln's parents were planned to come home, with the smaller Louds, in 3 more days. (2 chapters in authors terms)
Right now they were playing with the twins, making them laugh. "Taking immediate action!" Ronnie says as she carefully makes a sharp turn and drops onto the couch with Lea. "Hot in pursuit of the enemy." Lincoln said as he too dropped onto the couch, next to Ronnie.
He gave her a kiss and laughed lightly as the twins giggled and Lea plays with Ronnies hair and Lalo kept trying to bite Lincoln's fingers off. "Hey Ronnie." Lincoln called her name as he played with Lalo. "Yes hot stuff?" She called back as she started changing Lea's diaper. "I've been wondering.. Do you think we're ready to have kids?" Ronnie had almost dropped Lea. "What makes you think that?" She asked calmly, but she was really screaming internally and loudly. "We're only 19 and we're not even married."
"I know." He said as he walked over taking her hand. "I just feel like we've been doing this for years." He kissed her again and squeezed her close to him. "Maybe we could start now." He says as he leaned down and kissed her neck, making her blush and moan softly. But he stopped once he heard a door open from upstairs.
Lynn was wearing a big turtle neck sweater that covered her whole waist, arms and hands, completely. Her face was hidden from view and her hair was in a ponytail again.
She kept her head low. Lincoln smiled as he saw his favourite sister walking down the stairs. "Hey Lynn, how's the sports star doing?" He asked as she took a seat at the table and kept looking down.
He could see something wrong so he decided to poke at it, Ronnie was currently thinking about it aswell. He then sat at the table across from her. He leaned forward. "So how was your 3 year anniversary with Clyde? You didn't go to bed with him did you?" He ask with seriousness laced over his voice.
Ronnie, who was standing behind him, hit him over the head. "Lincoln! That's her private business!" She hissed at him, then looked at Lynn with worry. "Ignore him. Lynn is something wrong, you look like you experienced the worst pain imaginable." Ronnie stated bluntly and to Lynn, painfully.
"Way to go Ronnie, anymore blunt will help us." Lincoln said as Ronnie hit him over the head again.
"Lincoln.."
Lynn's sore and dry voice hit Lincoln's ear like a freight train. She's been crying Ronnie and Lincoln thought at the same time. "C- cl- Clyde w- was.." She didn't finish as she threw herself at Lincoln hugging him tight.
"He was cheating on me with Luan!" She then started cry into his chest hard. Lincoln's head was doing twists and turns. Clyde.. his best friend.. cheated on his sister.. with his sister.. Before he could say something, she continued.
"They even went to bed and slept together, we haven't gotten that far." She buried her head deep into his chest. "Was that the reason he cheated me? Cause I didn't give him what he wanted?"
Her sobs had quieted down while Ronnie took her from him. "Hey don't think like that, you were taking it slow, that can't be said to others.. Especially me and Lincoln." Lynn stopped crying for a minute and looked up at her with surprised eyes.
Lincoln wasn't currently paying attention at the fact that his girlfriend was giving Lynn details about their love life to calm her down.
Instead he was thinking of how he would kill Clyde or maybe even make him suffer by crippling him, slowly breaking his legs until he died of shock or a heart attack. "Ronnie throw me my keys." Ronnie picks up his keys and throws it at them. "Have fun."
She says as Lincoln grabs a small bag of his full of 'instruments'. He walked out of the house and went to his bike. He started the engine with force and drove off too Clyde's house. "I warned him, hurt my family now I hurt him."
Lincoln wasn't thinking like he normally would in destructive situations. He would find the most helpful and peaceful way to solve problems, he would make sure that everyone was happy and that everything was right with eachother.
He would've done this if Clyde and Lynn had a small argument and broke up by accident, he would've helped mend them back together and helped. But the situation called for more, and pain was that more.
He pulled up to Clyde's apparent, address provided by Lori. He swung his backpack over his shoulder, metal clinking inside of the bag. He went to the door and knocked. Tapping his foot rapidly, inpatient.
He heard foot steps and someone laughing. Clyde then opened the door in his boxers "Hey Lincoln." Clyde said as he put out his hand for Lincoln to shake.
Lincoln looked at his hand as if it would poison him. "Put that thing away before I break it." Lincoln's voice was laced with venom and shards of shrapnel.
Lincoln shoved Clyde into the house and glared at him before slamming the door shut behind him. "What happened last night?" He asked as Clyde slipped on some pants. "And why the fuck are you in your damn boxers."
Clyde scratched his head and before he could answer a partially naked Luan walked out of his bedroom. (Get ready for this) "Clyde send your friend home and come back to bed." She leaned on his shoulder. "Or did you invite him over to join us?" She said as she kissed his cheek.
Lincoln was thinking of bleaching his eyes when he got back home, just to erase the image of seeing his sister almost naked. "Now I'm wondering if you wanted me in bed when we were younger Luan." He joked when he knew he shouldn't have.
"Hmm? Do I know you?" She asked genuinely confused and curious.
"And here I thought you had a photographic memory. *sigh* guess it never developed." Lincon then laughed at the joke he just made. (I'm sorry. hang me in the gallows) Composing himself to stop laughing he remembered she was half naked. "And for Christ's sake put on a shirt or blanket, you wouldn't want your brother seeing you naked."
Luan was shocked, not many knew she had a brother, she kept it secret from people, mostly because she was embarrassed of him.
She didn't know why it just bothered her the way he acted. Everything he did was just annoying to her, everytime something happened she went to him blaming him first.
She didn't even care when he disappeared, she was actually glad. But right now she was shocked that he had returned after 4 years. "Lincon why the hell are you here?" She yelled as she hid behind Clyde, who was quiet the whole time.
"Why were you fucking Lynn's boyfriend?" He shot back at her with force. "What do you know?" Luan said back at him.
"I know that you two have been doing this for a year and that you two have been fucking since you started 'dating' eachother, almost everytime you met up am I right?" Lincoln knew this cause it was actually pretty obvious, the way Luan acted and the way Clyde couldn't say anything back was more than enough proof.
"How do you know about that? You've only been here 2 days." She covered her mouth soon after she said that. "I mean.." Before she could speak out continue Lincoln has already began.
"So you already knew that I was here and decided not to come back to see your baby brother. Can't say I'm surprised, this coming from my judgmental and neglectful sister." Lincoln sighed and then smiled at her. "And here I thought that me being gone would help you all realize your mistakes, guess I was wrong."
Lincoln then looked over to his brother in bonds. "Clyde. My best friend, my partner in crime, my brother. You hurt my sister hard and now, she won't be able to date anyone again, cause she can't trust anyone no more. Don't call me or Lynn ever again." He said with venom and hate towards his old friend.
Since Luan was here, Lincoln couldn't proceed with his plans to teach Clyde a lesson. He held his bag tightly and started walking to the door. "You're not perfect either." Luan decided to pipe in, wanting to defend herself.
He didn't turn around just listened. "You can't walk into our life's again and start talking about our life's as of your peacemaker again. You have your own problems to deal with, why don't you leave us to ours and let us deal with ours?" She stated more then questioned him.
He sighed and then after a moment, he laughed softly. "Because Luan. The family doesn't know how to deal with their problems, I came back just wanting to see how you all were doing and maybe even see Lori's kids. But I realized that as soon as Lynn told me what happened, that you all don't know how to solve your problems without a third party." He took a breath and continued. "Basically, you all haven't changed for the better, maybe you gotten worse for all I know. All I know is, that I'm here and I'm going to be peacemaker again, because you all need to learn how to get along in one house before one of you shoots the other."
"Why do you care even care about us? Weren't you the one to leave us?" She asked as slipped on a shirt.
Lincoln turned around with tears in his eyes. But his voice and face showed confidence. "Because I'm going to be the one who'll pull the trigger." With enough said and done he walked out with the door slamming behind him.
Lincoln walked to his bike getting on, turning it on fast, and driving away. He groaned and needed to blow off all the steam he had on him. His prayers were answered when he saw a bar not to far down the road.
Making sure he had his wallet, Lincoln parked his bike on the side of the road and dismounted his bike. He walked inside and saw that it was like any other bar, a few booths laid around the corners of the building and about ten stools are the bar.
Walking in and pocketing his hands, he sat at the bar, looking bored. "Bartender! Pass me a damn bear over here." He called out to a middle-aged man, who nodded and quickly filled up a glass and slid it to me. I caught it and thanked him, before drinking some.
"Hey keep, pass me a whiskey." A feminine voice said a seat next to him. Lincoln took a glance and saw that it was an actually beautiful girl with blond hair that was messed up. Taking another sip of his beer, he whistled for her attention. "What you here for?" He asked.
"You know. Breakup and stolen car a few hours ago, actually walked here." The bartender gave her a tall glass of whiskey and scotch. "Thanks Matt." She said as she took a gulp of her drink.
"Seems like you come here alot, to know the bar keeps name." Lincon said as he finally turned to the women. "Lincoln Loud" He said putting his hand out to shake. "Stephanie Sanders." She shook his hand and smiled softly at him.
"Is it ironic that our both of our names start with the same letter." She laughed and went back to her drink. "Why you here?" She asked.
"Almost killed a guy who cheated on my sister." Lincoln said as he took a gulp of his beer. "Really, why didn't you?"
"The girl that he was cheating with was my other sister, and she was there too, so I didn't feel like painting a traumatic image in her head." Lincoln looked at Stephanie with surprised eyes on him.
"I'm not surprised, she's always acted like bitch when she wanted to." He laughed. "I remember growing up with her as clear as the sunlight, I hated the fact that she saw me as a annoyance."
Then with one swig, he drunk the rest of his beer. "Keep, hit me again." Lincoln said as the bartender gave him a refill, He took a sip.
Then heavy footsteps were heard that approaching the bar. "Hey there hot stuff." A deep voice says as Lincoln and Stephanie turned around and saw that it was a big guy with two other, not as big, people behind the big guy.
"Who's this Steph?" Lincoln asked as he went back to his drink, not caring about the overwhelming size of the man. "I'm what they would call, Irene." He said with confidence and stride in his words.
"People know me around here for charming and awesome in bed." He said eyeing Stephanie. "No Irene, leave me alone. I rather go to bed with this guy than you." She pointing to Lincoln with her thumb. "Don't drop me into this." Lincoln said as took another drink.
"What does this little fagot have that I don't?" Irene asked as he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around to face him. "Come on babe, I'm all in for you."
"She said no, you fucking creep." Lincoln said as he turned to face his him. "And who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?" Irene laughed at Lincoln.
"I'm the guy who going to beat your ass." Lincoln said taking another sip of his beer. Irene laughed and couldn't form a sentence. "You! Beat me?!?" His laughing became harder. Lincoln groaned and looked at his glass of beer before he smashed it on the side of Irene face, Lincoln didn't waste time hitting him in the stomach.
"The funny thing about if you hit it just right.." He then punched Irene in the liver, making him clutch his stomach hard.
"The liver will be put in shock and send messages of fear to the brain, making the breathing harder for you." Lincoln then knees Irene in the chest. "A hit to the chest will make the heart beat faster and more rapidly, increasing the chance of a heart attack, during the fight." Lincoln then picks Irene off the ground.
He then hits him in the neck. "And a well placed hit to the neck will.." Lincoln felt Irene go limp in his hands. "..knock said person out quickly without getting a scratch."
He dropped Irene onto the floor Infront of his friends. "His breathing and heart rate should go down, if not, prepare to find a dead body in his bed." Lincoln laughed lightly as he saw him and his friends scurry out the bar.
That's when he saw the eyes and phones on him and Stephanie. "Let's go Stephanie, lets not gather more attention than we already have."
With that, they exited the bar, not before Lincoln gave the bartenders 300$ in repairs.