Lincoln
Once the door had completely closed, dad snatched my arm and dragged me outside of the hospital. This can't be good…
Once we were outside, he yanked my arm ahead of him, causing me to trip, nearly falling.
"Do you have anything to say for yourself?!" He shouted at me; arms crossed. I looked at him in utter fear and confusion. I had a feeling that I knew where he was getting at, but I didn't want to accept it as an option. I stayed silent as I watched him. This annoyed him even more. "Nothing?! Not One fucking word?!" I cringed at his language, he's never cursing at or even around us.
"I-I'm sorry! I don't know what you are talking about!" I lie. He gets fed up and walks up close to me, getting in my face.
"Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about?!"
"No! I don't!" I spit out. He then grips my shirt, pulling me closer to him.
"OH, SO SCREWING YOUR SISTER, THERE'S NO MEMORY ONCE SO EVER OF THAT?!"
"N-N-NO! I didn't! Why would you say that?!" I tremble.
"You didn't?!"
"No!"
"You didn't?!"
"I didn't!" I Croaked. He then threw me to the ground, me sliding across the jagged gravel. I immediately felt a sting on my arm. I lifted it to reveal a long, bloody cut going downward, extending from the side of my wrist to my elbow. I winced in pain as I clutched my arm.
"Do you think this is okay?! She is your sister! You're supposed to protect her, not fool around with her, and now, even worse, you got her pregnant! You got your own sister pregnant! Do you have any idea how wrong this is?! How irresponsible can you be for this to happen?!" He screamed at me. I slowly stand up, my eyes beginning to slightly water.
"I didn't do anything with her! She already told you what happened!"
"Stop lying Lincoln Loud! DNA doesn't lie!"
"D…N…A… What do you mean DNA?" I mutter.
"I had a DNA test taken on Macy and with the hospital records, they were able to match her DNA to your own! You are her biological father and you didn't think of telling anyone?! Did you really think you would get away with this?!"
"…Lacy…" I growl.
"What?!"
"LACY! HER NAME IS LACY AND WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! LYNN DID NOT, FOR A FACT, GIVE ANY CONSENT ON LACY GETTING ANY SORT OF DNA TESTING DONE!" I yell. I was getting fed up with this and words were just spilling from my mind without my permission.
"IT DOESN'T MATTER, I AM HER FATHER, I CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT WHEN IT COMES TO HER LEGAL DECISIONS!"
"BUT YOU AREN'T LACY'S FATHER, ARE YOU?!"
"NO, THAT'S RIGHT, BECAUSE YOU ARE, YOU LITTLE SHIT!" He cursed.
"Dad, I meant no harm. I'm going to be real with you and I hope you understand. I love Lynn and she loves me. I know she is my sister; I know it seems wrong, but we belong together! This doesn't mean you have to stop trusting me! I'm your son, you know me, I am one of the most responsible and trustworthy people you know! At least that's what you've told me!" I told him, lowering my tone and trying to take a more serious one. Honesty at this moment seemed to be my last option. Maybe by reasoning with him, we would get somewhere.
"You are NOT my son! I would never produce such perverted genes! Guess, that's what I get…" He briefly mumbled. "Yeah, that is what I told you, once! But now, you've crossed a line that you may never uncross! You know, I had the hope that the results of the test may have possibly been an error, in its slight chances, but I guess I was wrong! You can't love your sister! She is not available to you! She or any of the others! You literally have the whole world of people and you choose her?!" I was completely shocked! How could he have said that I wasn't his son?! What did that part about 'that's what he gets' even mean?!
"Well, I'm not the only one! I don't mean to place the blame on her, but we BOTH fell for one another! I didn't force her into anything! I love her and she loves me and I'm sorry but that just the way that it is! Yeah, there's the whole world, but none of the other girls are her! I'm sorry dad, but I won't give her up! We are gonna be together and raise Lacy and there's nothing you can do to change that!"
"You live under MY roof and will obey by my rules!"
"You aren't even ever home!"
"Doesn't change the fact that I pay the mortgage and all of the bills! You think this is easy?! I'd like to see you try to live on your own when I kick you out!"
"Dad, I'm not trying to pick a fight! I'm trying to explain myself! But you can't kick me out! Not now! It would be unfair to both Lynn and Lacy! They need me right now! Yes, I know I was irresponsible, but I am owning up to my mistake and trying to make up for it! Please understand that!" I begged. I can't be kicked out! I wanna leave, but not like this! Not now. He eyed me for a good minute.
"For the sake of Lynn and Lacy, I won't, but just know that for now on, you are a grown man and will no longer be treated like the child you are! Got that?!" he angrily stated. I nodded intimidated.
"Y-yes, sir…" He then grabbed me by my bicep and dragged me back inside.
"Let's go! I have some things to talk to Rita about!" he muttered. I winced as my arm still stung. He hadn't acknowledged it at all, which is understandable.
When we enter the room, I stumble in holding my wounded arm. My head is to the ground, as I am ashamed of what had just happened.
"Lincoln! What happened?! Are you okay?!" Lynn asks immediately upon seeing me, in concern. I kept my eyes to the floor as I trudged her way.
"Lincoln, Sweety! What happened to your arm dear?! Are you okay?! Should we call in a nurse?!" Mom asked me, rushing up to me and taking my arm to examine it. I winced as she took it, quickly withdrawing from her touch and turning away from her.
"He's fine! He wants to be a man now?! He can take it!" Lynn sr. snapped. Mom and Lynn winced at this.
"Lynn… What did you do to him?!" She fumed.
"We had a chat! Not my fault he can't straighten himself up and decides to slide across the floor when someone pushes him!"
"You pushed him?!"
"How could I not?! You heard about what he did!"
"That gives you no excuse to push him! And certainly not hard enough to make him slit his whole arm! Now let me see baby, does it hurt? Feel irritated? Swollen? Tell me exactly what happened," mom cooed to me. The comfort of her soft voice and gentle touch almost immediately created two very powerful emotions. One that made me want to cry, hugging her tightly and the other made me want to withdraw from her due to her years of absence in my life, only starting to care now.
"Don't you dare baby him! He wants to make grown man decisions, then he'll get treated like a grown man!" Dad yelled at her.
"He is my son too and I'll treat him the way he should be! Like a human! Like a person who made a mistake but is trying to fix it!'
"not according to him…" I mumble.
"What do you mean sweety?" She asks, turning her attention back to me. I take a quick glance at my angry father before telling her.
"He said that I am not his son and that I've crossed a line that I can't uncross…"
"Why would you tell him that Lynn?!"
"Because he isn't and you know it!"
"Yes. He. Is! Don't you dare bring that in here! Yes, he made a mistake, but everyone should have the opportunity to redeem themselves! We may not understand it Lynn, but they do! They have something and we need to respect that! They aren't little kids anymore!" she spoke sternly. "Lincoln, honey, stay here. I'm going to go get a nurse to further ensure that you are okay and meanwhile, me and your father need to talk."
"Oh no! there is NO WAY IN HELL they are staying alone together again!" He bickered.
"She just had a baby! Nothing is gonna happen! Now come on, let's talk!" She asserted, leading him to the door. Once they were out, I sighed of relief. I didn't realize how much tension I held until now. I made my way to Lynn and hugged her, resting my head on her shoulder, taking in her comforting scent and touch.
"Are you okay?" She asked me.
"…Yeah… I'm fine… are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. What did he say to you?" she asked me in concern. I sigh and began to tell my tale from the moment we stepped outside.
"I'm still confused as to what the 'I guess that what I get' part means!"
"Same here!"
"But I'm sorry that happened! I really do hope things get straightened up… I didn't expect things to go so… wrong…" she spoke. The nurse that mom had sent in then showed up and examined my arm from that vary room.
"Well, doesn't look like it needs stitches. Just needs time to heal."
"Alright then, thank you," I tell her. She nods then leaves. "So how about with you and mom? How did that go?"
"At first, a bit rocky, but in the end, she… well she started to be more accepting. Seeing how she reacted with you, I assume she'll be talking to you too…" she sighs. "Do you think they'll separate us?" She asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
"I… I really don't know… I wanna tell you everything will be alright, I really do, but I… I don't know if they will be… I'm so sorry… I didn't mean for things to end up like this…" I mumble.
"Hey… hey, it's not your fault! Why would it be? We will make sure all goes alright… if… if they decide to separate us… then—then" She sniffles. "Then we will just have to move away together. We will find a place that's cheap enough but promise me that we won't lose each other. I can't lose you!" she cried, holding her face in her hands. The sight of her tears once again tugged at my heart and I couldn't help but tear up too. I embrace her securely in a protective manner.
"I'm not going anywhere," I say, kissing her forehead.
After about 3 hours of being at the hospital, mom and dad have yet to return. Mom had texted me though, claiming that they had all gone home for the day. So now, we were here, just us three. In this time, a nurse had come into the room and helped us fill out Lacy's birth certificate. When it came time to write down her father's info, there was tension between Lynn and I. We had obviously gotten accustomed to the idea that I was Lacy's father, but because of all of the drama that just occurred, it started to feel awkward and wrong all over again. We didn't let that stop us though and we filled it out as needed. She was now officially Lacy Elizabeth Loud. Her middle name was a debate that occurred over Lynn's entire pregnancy, but in the end, we choose Elizabeth as a symbol of goodness. On top of that, I feel it has a good ring to it.
There was little side talk here and there between Lynn and me, but the thought of our parents deciding our futures lingered in the air, leaving an overall tension. The only thing we had left was the ability to wait. That's all we could've done as of now anyway. God, how I hate to wait…
A/N: Here it is! I told you I'd post it today, and here it is! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Some things came up and I was unable to upload the chapters back to back, but it still went up today. Also, I just wanna say, I love, love, LOVE Anthrodragon's comment! Had me yelling "PERIODT!" The whole time while reading it! So yeah, thanks for writing it, made my day haha! I have a plan of how everything will go, but I still need to write it, so the next chapter should be up soon, but not as soon. Definitely within this month. Thanks for understanding 😊 See you next chapter!