No Such Luck…or Destiny's Deceit?
Ch 11: Unraveling Lies
It was the day after Lincoln got into that fight with Chandler, and he just got dental surgery yesterday. He had to take strong analgesics like ibuprofen every 6 to 8 hours, as prescribed by the doctor. In addition to that, fake teeth were implanted in place of his natural teeth. He had his mouth swollen shut, and he may have some problems eating on the other hand.
The other side knew he deserved it well for being such a 'good' person, while the other half didn't take his 'reward' too well and longed for a desire for revenge. As people say, 'revenge is not good'. Well, on the other hand, they ignore the saying and go on to give the others what they 'wanted'.
"Damn bro…" Vanessa said as she spoke to Michael. "Did Lincoln really go against a group of five kids?"
"Yeah…" Michael said.
Lincoln passed by, and some kids praised him for his job with Chandler the previous day.
"Good job, Big L!" Jonas raised a thumb.
"Big L…?" Lincoln asked himself.
"It's the cool kid!"
"Hey!" Lincoln raised his hand to greet the kid. "Wish we could hang, but I gotta go to class."
With Henry and Lynn Sr…
"Did Lincoln really go against not one, not two, but five kids…?" Lynn Sr. asked.
"If I could answer your question, yes…he did whip the asses of a group of five kids, by himself…" Henry answered.
"H-How?" Asked Lynn.
"Well…at the very least, I think he used a branch or something. He even nailed Chandler multiple times to the point where he had to get a surgery for his mouth…he had to take ibuprofen every 6 - 8 hours…"
"I never thought Lincoln could inflict a lot of damage especially when he's very mad…"
In Lincoln's classroom…
A barrage of questions from his classmates attacked him once he got inside. Lincoln answered Ronalda's question but he was asked by Fritz and the others, getting irritated, his face turned beet red and his tuft of hair popped with steam coming out.
"GUYS!" Lincoln yelled, making them quiet down at the very least. "I know you have a lot of questions, but will you leave me alone for a bit? It's giving me a headache…" He sat down near Ronalda.
"But…" Simon was interrupted.
"He's right…" Fritz said. "We should leave him be for now…"
"¿Está bien?" The Hispanic girl asked him.
"Estoy bien…" Lincoln spoke in Spanish.
Mr. Hillard entered the classroom for the first class of the day, he greeted the kids. "Good morning, kids."
"Good morning, Mr. Hillard!" They greeted their new teacher.
"Hello kids…" He went to get some chalk, and wrote his full name on the board. "My name is Reagan F. Hillard, and I will be your new teacher for today, Mrs. Johnson resigned from her position last time, and I hope that I can give you some quality education." He clasped his hands near his lower abdomen.
"Yes, Mr. Hillard." The kids answered.
"Good." The teacher said, as he grabbed his Math book. "Our topic for today is…" He grabbed a piece of chalk and wrote something on the board. Some kids were talking behind his back, as he turned and said. "Hey, it is time for class, not talking." He finished writing on the board. "Our topic for today is, operations involving fractions."
The students sat up straight and listened to their new teacher.
"For instance, we have…" He wrote ⅔ minus ½ on the board. "Two-thirds decreased by one half. Who will answer?"
Lincoln raised his hand.
"Yes?"
"The answer is…" He solved the problem mentally. "One sixth, sir."
"Good. You may sit down…um…what's your name?" Mr. Hillard asked.
"Lincoln, Lincoln Albert Loud." Lincoln introduced himself.
"Loud?" The teacher asked. "Where did you get that surname from?"
"My father, but we ain't called Loud for no reason." He shrugged. "Bizarre, right?"
"How many are you in your family?"
"Thirteen, including my parents."
"THIRTEEN?" Fritz asked. "WHAT THE HECK?! THIRTEEN PEOPLE? IN A SMALL HOUSE?!"
"Fritz, silence!" Mr. Hillard ordered. "You may sit down." He ordered Lincoln.
Later, at lunch…
"You're still friends with Rusty and the others?" Cassidy asked Lincoln, munching on her food.
"Not anymore…" Lincoln scoffed. Eating his mashed potatoes, he said. "Why would I be friends with them? After what the absolute heck they did to me? Breaking their promise is a thing."
"But you can–"
"What? Move past it?!" The 11-year-old Loud said. "I'M NOT GOING TO PUT UP WITH ANY OF THEIR SHIT, THEY MADE A PROMISE AND THERE THEY GO, THOSE FOOLS WENT ALONG WITH LYNN'S LOAD OF CRAP, EXILED ME TO THE STICKY TABLE, AND HELPED SPREAD THE NEWS OF MY SO-CALLED 'LUCK'! SO WHAT? HUH? IF THEY'RE JUST GOING TO IGNORE THE FACT I'M NOT BAD LUCK, THEY WOULD JUST GO DO IT IN FRONT OF THE GOVERNMENT!"
Michael, Stephanie, Robert, Elijah, and their other classmates heard Lincoln's tirade against his own 'friends'.
"Wow, that's a lot coming from him…" Vanessa replied.
"Yup…" Elijah said. "In fact, he added the whole government in his rant."
Lincoln's other classmates heard his rant. "Well, they are all sons of whores, including the others." He raised his middle finger.
Elijah laughed at Lincoln's foul comment, hitting his hand on the table twice in the process.
"THIS SON OF A BITCH, HE HAS A POTTY MOUTH!" Chandler ranted. "HE HAS A VERY FOUL MOUTH, MAYBE HE SHOULD WASH IT WITH DETERGENT SOAP, YOU WANNA PUT UP A FIGHT, HUH?!"
"SURE THING." Lincoln cracked his knuckles and neck, preparing himself for a fight. "YOU SAY I HAVE A POTTY MOUTH, I WAS JUST VENTING OUT MY FRUSTRATION OVER WHAT HAPPENED RECENTLY!"
"WELL, YOU ASSHOLE, YOU SHOULD'VE JUST LEARNED TO PUT A CRAPPY LID ON YOUR 'ANGER', INSTEAD OF SWEARING AND CALLING US SONS OF WHORES. YOU ASSHOLE!" He raised his middle finger. "I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU SOME INJURIES TO YOUR FACE, LOUD! NO WONDER YOU HAVE SUCH A DIRTY FOUL MOUTH, YOU EVEN HAVE FUCKING ANGER ISSUES!"
"¡BLASFEMIAS!" Roberto shouted in Spanish. "HIJO DE PUTA, ¿POR QUÉ MALDICES? ¿EH?"
"NO, I'M NOT SWEARING, I'M JUST TALKING SOME SENSE INTO LINCOLN." Chandler said.
"TU ESTAS MALDICIONADO, NO ESTÁ DANDO LA MENTIRA. TU CABRÓN MENTIROSO." The Hispanic teen ranted in his native tongue. He walked away with his girlfriend, Lori.
Lincoln ranted. "I WAS JUST VENTING OUT MY ANGER, THAT'S ALL! EVERYTHING HAS A REASON WHY! YOU SAY THAT I'M AN ASSHOLE AND A SON OF A BITCH WHO HAS A POTTY MOUTH AND SHOULD WASH IT WITH DETERGENT!"
"WELL, AT LEAST, I WAS DEFENDING MYSELF AND THE OTHERS!" Chandler ranted.
"NO, YOU'RE NOT. YOU'RE JUST ACTING LIKE A KID AND BLAME IT ON OTHERS!"
Chandler then caught up to Roberto and hit him on his back. "VETE A LA MIERDA!" Roberto then tried to hit Chandler but he ran away, he then raised both of his hands and hit the 11-year-old, causing him to fall on his butt. Roberto grabbed Chandler by his shirt and used his fist to hit him multiple times, Lori participated and kicked him in his abdomen, Lincoln followed suit while hammering his hand on Chandler's face and chest.
"GUYS! STOP! THAT'S ENOUGH, PLEASE!" Stephanie cried out for the trio to stop.
"LINCOLN! THAT'S ENOUGH! HEY!" Michael shouted.
"Tu hijo de puta…golpear a mi trasero…" Roberto grabbed Chandler's shirt, as he, Lori, and Lincoln dragged him over to a wall. The Hispanic teen landed a blow on his genitalia. "Vete a la mierda…" He kicked his face. "¡VETE A LA MIERDA!"
Robert ran up to Roberto. "ROBERTO, WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"¡GOLPEAR A MI TRASERO! ¡ESTOY BOBO!" Roberto lifted Chandler's arm, while he was looking at the floor. "SI TE DAN UNA SEGUNDA OPORTUNIDAD…NO LAS ABUSADORES!" Roberto, Lori, and Lincoln then again begin landing fists on Chandler's body while he was curled up into a ball.
"WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!" Henry, Valerie, and the principal barged in the door. William, Olivia, Lynn Sr, Rita, and some guards followed suit. Roberto, Lori, and Lincoln stopped fighting Chandler and glimpsed at them.
Roberto lifted Chandler by his shirt and smashed his face against the floor, Chandler disabled his defenses. He stood up, and hit Lincoln's chest. Lincoln swung his hands to hit Chandler. "¡VETE A LA MIERDA! ¡VETE A LA MIERDA!" Chandler fled from Lincoln, as the 11-year-old Loud chased him, flailed his hands in an attempt to hit Chandler, and as his finger made contact with Chandler's face, the former fell to the floor.
Lincoln began landing fists on Chandler's face, Roberto and Lori came and kicked Chandler's abdomen.
"HEY! LINCOLN! STOP THIS MADNESS RIGHT NOW!" Henry said as he and Valerie restrained Lincoln.
"¡VETE A LA MIERDA! ¡ESTOY GILIPOLLAS, TU HIJO DE PUTA!" Lincoln cursed out. He breaks free from Henry and Valerie's grip, he lands a kick on Chandler's face. It left a large print on his face as everyone laughed. He lifted his arm and punched his face. He sighed, and dropped him to the floor, Roberto and Lori stared at Chandler coldly while crossing their arms.
Chandler raised his arm in defense, as he closed his eyes. "Don't hurt me…"
Lincoln sighed, and gave Chandler a 20-dollar bill and 75 cents. "Here, take the money, and go buy some analgesics…"
Chandler stood up and ran away with the $20.75 Lincoln gave him.
"Lincoln…" William said. "You know you got some nerve to inflict damage on that kid to the point his face looked like he was mashed potatoes…"
Lincoln crossed his arms. "At least I gave him twenty dollars for his medicine."
Elizabeth and CC went and hugged Michael, as he lifted and put them on his lap. Lincoln looked at Valerie as she started talking.
"Listen, Lincoln, I know you view Chandler as an enemy, but fighting is not always the best option…got it?"
Lincoln nodded.
Olivia smiled while she took Elizabeth and CC from Michael. "At least you gave that rat what he deserved, he bullied Elizabeth and Joseph."
To be continued in Ch 12…
A/N: Finally, I'm done working on chap 11. I'm going to post the chapter but I'm going to review and proofread my entry before submission.