Legan
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"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 21, 2009 23:46:35 GMT -6
Jack sat with his head bowed, a bit intimidated by Sean's new silent manner. He traced some patterns in the gravel, biting his lip hard.
His heart hammered as the familiar yellow van pulled up, practically falling apart and leaving behind a noxious trail of fumes behind it. Sean wordlessly got in. Jack knew that even though he couldn't see his father behind the tinted windows, he was there and once they were inside he'd start dishing out the verbal abuse before the physical.
He followed his brother into the van, hating himself for it. He closed the door shakily, submerging them in darkness as the windows were blocked with tin foil and strips of old cloth. He brought his knees to his chest, hating how weak he was for submitting to this. For loving his brother so much he'd follow him into the dragon's den, literally. For not being able to change Sean's mind. He rubbed his arms, willing himself to at least try to be strong for a little while. It would take more than that for what was coming, he knew however.
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 10:51:41 GMT -6
Sean kept his head low, still remaining wordless. He did not once look over at Jack and he kept his hood on. He shivered for a moment when he eyed the covered windows. His eyes trailed down to the crowbar his father had last beat him with.
It was as though Roger had specifically placed that in front of Sean's seat, as if to remind him. Sean stared ahead, trying to figure out where they were going. He waited for the verbal abuse to begin. His father usually said stupid things to try to break their spirit. But Sean no longer had his, so he knew it could not be broken this time.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 11:01:08 GMT -6
"Looks like I caught me some pesky little no-gooders," Roger sneered from the front seat, driving carelessly with one hand while the other rested on the passenger's seat. Jack flinched at his voice and looked down at his shoes in the darkness. He longed to be back at school desperately then. To see some sort of familiar face besides his brother and his father, anyone... He would have wept in relief even if Amalia Gunn miraculously showed up.
"Quite lonesome up here," Roger said after a while as they drove, patting the passenger's seat absently. "Why don't one of you boys come sit up here with your old man."
Jack hesitated, knowing this was the trap. And he knew Sean would do it too. He gripped his brother's arm, looking into his eyes pleadingly.
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 11:05:51 GMT -6
Sean silently sneered as his father spoken, sickened by the man."Quite lonesome up here, why don't one of you boys come sit up here with your old man." Then, he felt Jack hanging onto his arm and he turned, seeing the pleading look in his brother's eyes.
Sean slowly and coldly yanked his arm away and he got up, sitting into the passenger seat. He stared ahead, not speaking a single word.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 11:11:17 GMT -6
"Sean," Jack whispered fearfully as his brother tugged away from him, sitting beside his father. He sat back heavily, hurt more by this action than anything. Sean's new attitude scared him and made him feel that more alone in the situation.
Roger pet Sean on the head like he was a prized animal. "Ah, Sean. You were always the obedient one," he said fondly, stroking his cheek now as he drove. "That's why I think I love you the most." He caught eyes with Jack in the backseat and smirked as his son quickly looked away out the window. "Always the good one."
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 11:17:13 GMT -6
Sean listened absently to his father's words, not really taking them in since he knew they were all lies. He was fine when his father patted his head, but when he began to stroke his cheek, he growled.
He inched away in the seat so his father could not stroke him like this. He was inwardly panicking but still lost, not really caring too much. He surpressed his fear. If this were last time, Sean would be clinging to Jack desperately, in tears.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 15:27:06 GMT -6
Though Jack didn't value Roger as a father, his words still hurt him. He looked out the window sullenly, rubbing at his eyes and sighing shakily.
Roger raised his hand threateningly when Sean growled, narrowing his eyes dangerously. "Don't sass me," he growled back, taking Sean's jaw in his hand not too roughly and shaking him gently in warning. "You know I hate sass."
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 15:33:25 GMT -6
Sean glared darkly when Roger grabbed him by the jaw and shook him. But Sean, uncaring, suddenly bit his father's hand sharply, growling more.
"What are you going to do, old man?" he asked, so unlike Sean. He wasn't caring of the consequences at all.
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Legan
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"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 15:48:16 GMT -6
Jack gaped as Sean bit their father. "What are you going to do, old man?" This was bad. He trembled as their father glared at his younger brother, pulling the car over to the side of the road. He just wanted to get out now and run all the way back to Hogwarts. Maybe even beyond.
"When did you grow a set of balls," Roger asked suddenly with a harsh laugh, looking his youngest up and down. "Alright, boy. If you're going to be like that then that's that." He started the car again, trying to give them both a little false hope. "That's why we always carry a spare, right?"
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 15:54:55 GMT -6
Sean sat still in his seat, not knowing how to feel about what his father had just said. He lowered his head and slightly wrung his hands together. After a while, he felt the car roll to a complete stop at their house.
He stepped out and shut the door behind him, eyes dark. He did not wait for anyone but instantly stepped to the door, opening it and walking into the kitchen. Martha smirked, "Back so soon?" she asked.
Sean shrugged and did not say another word. He stood literally in the corner of the kitchen, hood covering his face.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 16:06:54 GMT -6
Jack hung back as the car stopped, not wanting to get out. He could run off now he realized as he watched Sean walk into the house. His mother mouthed something to his younger brother which he ignored. Jack hated Sean's new manner. When he cried and held onto him fearfully it at least made Jack know that he was some sort of help to him, even if it was just a security blanket.
He shielded his eyes as Roger opened the van door, letting light seep into the back. "Get in the house," his dad growled as he lit up a cigarette. Jack got out of the car slowly, acting like he used to when he was younger. He checked his shoes, his coat, anything that would stall the time it'd take to get in that awful house. Roger finally bodily picked him up, taking him inside. "Let's go, Tim."
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 16:22:11 GMT -6
Martha walked over to Sean, growling a bit. "Are you listening?" she asked him. Sean turned his head and suddenly, she slapped him hard across the face. He hurriedly held his cheek and suddenly looked a bit like the old Sean.
He cowered into the corner as Martha smiled. "Roger, you need to do something with this boy." she called loudly at him. "He's being very disobediant!" Sean sunk down to the ground, looking away and staring at the walls.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 16:26:31 GMT -6
"Tell me about it," Roger muttered, setting Jack on the ground. He took a drag of his cigarette and exhaled it loudly, glaring at Sean. "He's gotten sassy." He flicked his still lit cigarette behind his shoulder, not caring where it landed.
Jack shivered as he was set down, trying to keep himself from whimpering. He spotted Sean in the corner but he didn't move towards him, looking down at his feet.
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Post by Clover:. on Jun 22, 2009 16:38:29 GMT -6
Sean got up hurriedly and rushed off. "f*** you." he muttered to Roger before storming down the stairs to where the drug lab was. He glared darkly at all the jars and glass bottles. Suddenly, he rebelliously grabbed the table and tipped it over, shattering everything on it.
His shoes crunched the glass everywhere before he went to the next table, about to do the same. He did not know why Jack came along, he was going to do this alone.
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Legan
Imperio!
"Is there blood in my hair?" "...what?" "...Is. There blood. In my hair?"
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Post by Legan on Jun 22, 2009 23:11:27 GMT -6
Roger glared darkly as Sean walked into the basement, turning his eyes to Jack accusingly. "See what your little fairy school did to him," he growled, stepping towards him slowly. "I did everything I could to keep you boys out of the d**n school." Jack backed up fearfully, shaking his head. He couldn't find his voice he was so scared.
Roger stopped when he heard a crash downstairs followed by more. Swearing he turned and ran down the steps, snarling. "What the hell do you think you're doing!?" He grabbed Sean by the arm roughly and threw him down. "nuts..." He looked at the broken glasses, the chemicals spilling across the floor.
Jack slowly regained himself and went to stand at the top of the stairs, looking down at the two fearfully. He shook his head, scowling lightly. Sean was bringing this on himself, he'd only been trying to help. He caught his brother's eyes as he stood at the top of the steps before walking away to his old room.
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