The song I'm using in this is Beautiful by Eminem.
The next day...
Brick POV:
"Brick! I made breakfast!", I heard Butch scream to me. I went down stairs and I saw three plates of eggs, pancakes, sausage, and bacon. Butch and Boomer each had one and I took the last one.
"So Brick, did you pop the question on your date with BC last night?", asked Butch who accidentally reminded me of what happened last night.
"Yeah, I did.", I said depressed.
"So why are you depressed? She must've said yes, you two are inseparable.", said Boomer. I felt a pain in my chest again.
"She said no.", I said with out looking at my brothers, I then got up and left the house. While I was walking down the street I saw familiar faces, Blake and his brothers.
"Well, if it ain't Brick? All by yourself? Where is your hoe Buttercup?", asked Blake with an smirk on his face. I just ignored him and walked past him.
"Hey I was talking to you!", he said in anger as he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. When I did I let out all my anger in one punch to his face. His brothers the attacked me, I didn't really fight back either. They kept punching me in the face and then Blake joined in. He then ordered them to stop, obviously not satisfied.
"Why aren't you fighting back?!", he screamed in my face as he was holding my shirt collar.
"Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone
Are you calling me? Are you trying to get through?
Are you reaching out for me, like I'm reaching out for you?
I'm just so fuckin' depressed, I just can't seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump,
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
In order for me to pick the mic back up
I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in
I'm starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to pick this pen
Up and try to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit
Or come to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet, and I know some shit's so hard to swallow
But I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact I'll be one tough act to follow
One tough act to follow
I'll be one tough act to follow
Here today, gone tomorrow
But you'd have to walk a thousand miles
In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you
So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh, they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you, yeah, so...
I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
Just as soon as I walk in
It's like all eyes on me
So I try to avoid any eye contact
'cause if I do that then it opens the door for conversation
Like I want that... I'm not looking for extra attention
I just want to be just like you
Blend in with the rest of the room
Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
I don't need no fucking man servant
Trying to follow me around and wipe my ass
Laugh at every single joke I crack
And half of them ain't even funny like
"Ha!, Marshall you're so funny man, you should be a comedian, god damn"
Unfortunately I am, but I just hide behind the tears of a clown
So why don't you all sit down?
Listen to the tale I'm about to tell
Hell, we don't gotta trade our shoes
And you ain't gotta walk no thousand miles
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you so
Nobody asked for life to deal us
With these bullshit hands we're dealt
We gotta take these cards ourselves
And flip them, don't expect no help
Now I could have either just
Sat on my ass and pissed and moaned
Or take this situation in which I'm placed in
And get up and get my own
I was never the type of kid
To wait by the door and pack his bags
Who sat on the porch and hoped and prayed
For a dad to show up who never did
I just wanted to fit in
In every single place
Every school I went
I dreamed of being that cool kid
Even if it meant acting stupid
Aunt Edna always told me "Keep makin' that face it'll get stuck like that"
Meanwhile I'm just standin' there
Holdin' my tongue tryna talk like this
'Til I stuck my tongue on that frozen stop sign pole at 8 years old
I learned my lesson then cause I wasn't tryna impress my friends no more
But I already told you my whole life story
Not just based on my description
'cause where you see it from where you're sitting
It's probably 110% different I guess we would have to walk a mile
In each other's shoes, at least
What size you wear? I wear tens
Let's see if you can fit your feet
Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone...
So are you calling me, are you trying to get through, oh?
Are you reaching out for me, like I'm reaching out for you?
So oh oh", I rapped in his face.(a/n That was Beautiful by Eminem)
"You know what? I don't fucking care anymore! I'm going to kill you Brick!", he said and continued to punch me in the face.
"Leave him alone!", was all I heard before I fell into darkness. But it didn't stay darkness for long soon I saw another me, it was the old me.
"What the fuck have you become?!", I, he... whatever it was screamed at me.
"Wha-?", I started to ask but was interrupted by a slap to the face.
"A bitch! A pussy! That's what you've become! You ain't no RowdyRuff! A Ruff wouldn't be this depressed by a wimpy little hoe PowderPuff!", he said.
"I am Brick JoJo! I am a RowdyRuff! I am THE RowdyRuff!", I screamed at him.
"No you aren't, your Buttercup's bitch. If you were half the man you used to be you wouldn't let Blake and his brothers beat you to a pulp. You wouldn't of come back to Townsville for love you would've come back to destroy the Puffs! But I guess you aren't strong enough to take a rejection never mind kill pinky.", he said.
"I am strong enough!", I screamed.
"Prove it!", he screamed.
"I will!", I stated. I then started to wake back up and I saw Butch and Boomer looking at me.
"Are you ok Brick?", Boomer asked. I then grabbed him by his shirt collar.
"I feel fine. In fact, I haven't felt this good in years.", I said with a grin on my face.
"That's good bro, but why are you smiling like that?", asked Butch.
"Because the RowdyRuffs are no more, their is only me, The RowdyRuff Boy!", I said and then threw Boomer into Butch. I then started to charge up my energy.
"Tell that bitch Buttercup, we're through. RowdyRuff Blast!", I screamed and fired the energy blast at Butch and Boomer. It hit them head on and knocked them out.
