A/N: Hello everyone, I am back with chapter nineteen of this story. Here, the Loud parents talk about Luna who sneaks out to see Brandon.
Disclaimer: I don't own The Loud House
Rita and Lynn Sr. didn't know what to do. The Loud patriarch was seated on the master bed with his hands clasped and looking down. The Loud matriarch was pacing back and forth. They had the same thing on their mind.
"I can't believe it." said Lynn Sr.
"Neither can I." sighed Rita sadly.
"How could we let this happen?" asked Lynn Sr.
"I don't know." answered Rita.
"The kids even knew!" cried Lynn Sr. distressed.
"And they didn't tell us." muttered Rita.
"I still can't believe that." admitted Lynn Sr.
"You heard them, they weren't sure we'd believe them." noted Rita.
"Of course we would!" declared Lynn Sr.
"Yet we still let her see that Brandon." stated Rita.
"We had him over for dinner." continued Lynn Sr.
The Loud patriarch chuckled sadly.
"Junior said I would like anyone who sucked up to my cooking." mused Lynn Sr.
Lynn Sr. chuckled sadly.
"God she's right." added Lynn Sr. sadly.
Rita stopped her pacing.
"Don't say that." replied Rita.
"It's true." moaned Lynn Sr.
Rita walked over to her husband.
"I let my own daughter walk right into the arms of a predator." sighed Lynn Sr. sadly.
"So did I." noted Rita.
Rita put her hands on her husbands.
"There's is both of our cross to bear." added Rita.
Several minutes passed by silence.
"So...what do we do now?" asked Lynn Sr.
"We need to get Luna off drugs and alcohol." answered Rita.
"Easier said than done." noted Lynn Sr.
"I hate to say this, but rehab might not be a bad idea." said Rita.
"Our fifteen year old daughter needs rehab." chuckled Lynn Sr. sadly.
"Something I never thought of either." shrugged Rita sadly.
Rita tapped her chin.
"We have to keep her away from the source of this problem." said Lynn Sr.
"Brandon." said Lynn Sr.
"Brandon." confirmed Rita.
"She isn't going to just leave him." noted Lynn Sr.
"Especially with the reaction to us forbidding her from seeing him." agreed Rita.
The two thought.
"Do you think she and Brandon ever got...physical?" asked Rita nervously.
Lynn Sr. nearly vomited at the idea.
"God I hope not." said Lynn Sr. horrified.
"Neither can I." said Rita.
"We have to keep her from seeing that bastard!" spat Lynn Sr.
"She's become defiant. Easier said than done." replied Rita.
"Luckily, we have other children who will help us." said Lynn Sr.
"I wish we didn't have to put this on them." admitted Rita.
"No child should have to do this." said Lynn Sr.
Both parents looked mournfully.
"For now, we have to focus on Luna." stated Rita.
"Right." agreed Lynn Sr.
Meanwhile, Luna Loud was in her room. With Luan exiled, Luna moved her stuff into Luan's bed. She was enjoying the solo space. While she was happy to have the space, she wanted out. More importantly, she wanted to see Brandon. This was not allowed so she had to sneak out. Luna poked her eye outside.
"I don't see Lucy, but she's in the vents." mused Luna.
Luna continued looking around.
"I don't see that bitch Luan either." noted Luna pleased.
"It's mine!" cried Lola.
"No! It's mine!" cried Lana.
"That takes care of the twins." said Luna.
An explosion suddenly rocked the house.
"I'm okay!" exclaimed Lisa.
"Okay. Time for my move." said Luna.
Luna slipped outside, but didn't get far.
"Oh hey Luna." said Leni.
The second oldest Loud was holding a smooth.
"I totes just made a kelp smoothie." noted Leni.
Leni gasped.
"I totally forgot to ask if you wanted one!" gasped Leni.
"It's fine." replied Luna.
"Where are you going?" asked Leni.
"Nowhere." answered Luna.
"You better be." stated Lori.
The eldest Loud emerged from her room.
"Luan cried herself to sleep last night." stated Lori.
"I'm going downstairs." said Luna.
Luna went downstairs where Lily was playing and Lincoln reading comics.
"Where are you going?" asked Lincoln suspicous.
"Kitchen." answered Luna.
Luna slipped out the back door. Lynn was practicing martial arts and didn't notice Luna. Luna slipped around and managed to avoid a grave dug by Lucy. Luckily, Mr. Grouse didn't seem to pay much attention. Luna left and made it to Brandon's. Brandon led to her to his room. They shared whiskey and cocaine.
"I can't believe this!" cried Luna.
"This sucks." agreed Brandon.
Brandon chugged whiskey.
"Oh damn." said Luna.
"You gotta get used to it." said Brandon.
"Yeah." said Luna.
"So, what are we gonna do?" asked Brandon worried.
"I don't know." answered Luna angrily.
"I don't want to lose you." said Brandon.
"Neither do I." replied Luna.
Luna snorted cocaine.
"Shit!" exclaimed Luna enthusiastic.
"She's getting used to it." thought Brandon.
"I will not lose you!" promised Luna defiantly.
"So I take it they don't know you're here." mused Brandon.
"I slipped out." confirmed Luna proudly.
Brandon chuckled.
"Can you keep doing that?" asked Brandon.
"Of course." answered Luna happily.
The two shared a kiss.
"I love you so much." said Luna.
"Same." said Brandon.
The two began kissing more.
"My life is worthless without you." cooed Luna.
"Perfect. Now let's see how far I can go." thought Brandon.
Brandon began to slip his hand under Luna's shirt.
"What are you doing?" asked Luna nervously.
"Nothing." answered Brandon.
"You're hand is going up my shirt." noted Luna.
"We're dating." shrugged Brandon.
Luna bit her lower lip.
"I guess we can do a bit more." relented Luna.
Brandon slipped his hand up near her breasts.
"Just let me do this." whispered Brandon.
"Right. We're dating. This is normal." thought Luna.
Brandon grabbed Luna's right breast under her bra.
"Nice." said Brandon.
"Um thanks." replied Luna unsure.
"Can I take your bra off?" asked Brandon.
"I don't know." answered Luna.
Brandon suppressed a frown.
"Bitch." thought Brandon annoyed.
"Are you mad?" asked Luna hurt.
Brandon took a moment.
"I am fine." answered Brandon.
The made out for a while.
"I gotta get going." sighed Luna.
"Yeah. Better your parents don't know you're here." said Brandon.
Luna got up.
"One last line for the road?" asked Brandon.
"Sure." answered Luna.
"She's mine." thought Brandon confidently.
Luna slipped out and left. She made her way back to 1216 Franklin Avenue. Luna arrived and slipped around to the back. Lynn was not there anymore. Luna slipped through the back door. She walked through the living room and crept up the stairs. Luna felt home free as she reached the top of the stairs. Luna entered her room, but Luan followed her.
"Where were you?" asked Luan.
Luna snorted.
"None of your business." answered Luna bluntly.
Luna tried to shut the door on Luan who blocked it.
"Luna..." began Luan.
"Piss off." spat Luna.
Luan forced the door open.
"Oh damn." sighed Luna.
Luna walked over and sat on the beanbag chair.
"What do you want?" asked Luna bluntly.
"I want to know where you went." answered Luan.
The comedian put her hands on her hips.
"I went downstairs." stated Luna.
"For hours without being seen." replied Luan skeptically.
"You don't know how long I was down there." said Luna.
"Lincoln told me you went downstairs hours ago." noted Luan.
"Little bitch." seethed Luna.
"I heard that." said Luan.
"Then you can tell him." said Luna.
"You where with Brandon." said Luan.
"Oh look. We have a freaking genius." said Luna dryly.
Luna chuckled.
"Competition for Lisa." added Luna sarcastically.
"Luna! You know he's a terrible person!" declared Luan.
Luna laughed in a bitter manner.
"Says the bucktoothed wonder." said Luna coldly.
"I'm going to let that hurt me." replied Luan.
"Too bad." muttered Luna.
"Listen, Brandon is no good. Look at how your relationship with us has crumbled." said Luan.
"Like I care." said Luna.
"We used to be incredible close. I miss that. I want us to be close again." said Luna.
"Then accept Brandon." replied Luna.
"I can't do that." sighed Luan.
"Then we're at an impasse." mused Luna.
Luna jumped and began backing Luan up.
"I love Brandon and he loves me so tough shit!" snapped Luna.
Luna slammed the door causing the other Loud siblings to poke their heads out of their rooms.
"Oh Luna." said Luan sadly.
A/N: That is where we'll end things for now. So, Luna seems defiantly determined to be with Brandon which plays into his hands. Next time, the Loud kids hope a familiar face can get through. Please review.