Days pass, measured in nights alone with the memories of Callum’s shouts back to me as he walks out of the apartment door, leaving me by myself again. The acrid smell of cigarette smoke lingers in the apartment, mixing with alcohol fumes and stains from long-spilt coffee.
One night, Bert doesn’t go out, claiming an irreparable illness. I’m a little nervous about being alone with him at first, but Callum tells me I’ll be “fine. I doubt he even has the strength to get out of bed with that hangover.” His words are tinged with the stench of alcohol on his breath, but I trust him.
And so there I am, stuck in my brother’s – for want of a better word – grotty apartment, with Bert ‘sleeping’ soundly in the next room.
Or so I think.
I’m sitting on their lumpy couch, getting stuck into a rerun of a rerun of an old Friends episode when a husky voice behind me makes me jump.
“Not much,” I say quickly, unsuccessfully trying to turn off the TV and twist my body round simultaneously. “I thought you were sick?”
“Yeah, sick,” laughs Bert, then turns the sound into an unconvincing cough. “Sure I am. Nah, to tell you the truth, I just didn’t think I could fucking stand another night with your self-righteous prick of a brother.”
I raise an eyebrow. “He’s the prick, is he?”
“God, yeah,” says Bert, heading to the fridge then changing his mind halfway. “People make a big deal about all the shit they hear me pull, but it’s barely halfway of what he does.” I lower my eyebrow, but keep the same level of scepticism. “You don’t believe me,” states Bert, fiddling inside the cupboards for a glass, “that’s fair enough. He got to you first. He thinks I’m a bad influence on your innocent little mind. But no-one’s truly innocent these days, are they Scotty?” I watch him silently as he fills a glass with water from the tap, drinking it slowly, his Adam’s apple bobbing around the liquid. “So what do you say, Scott?” he says, putting the now-empty glass down on the counter. “Want to come with me and prove your brother wrong?”
***
“Take it.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m telling you to.”
“What is it?”
“That doesn’t fucking matter,” says Bert. He’s getting frustrated. “Just take the damn pill, Scott.”
“But-“
“Are you going to take it, or am I going to have to fucking shove it down your fucking throat?” screams Bert. I take the white pill from his palm, hand shaking as I raise it to my mouth. I place it in slowly, and swallow it. I immediately regret not drinking it down as it burns in the back of my throat. There’s a grin on Bert’s face stretching wider, and wider, and wider, until it looks like it’s about to burst past his ears.
“Bert, I-“ my voice cuts off as pink dots start flying past my eyes. I mean to say, “where did my arms go?”, but questions prove pointless as I hear distorted voices.
I can just about make out the words “see? It’s not that bad,” over the static buzzing in my ears. I can see Bert’s face stretching, and I want to reach out and touch his face, but my hand won’t move up. So I twist my lips into a smile and murmur something without even planning out the words.
“Good boy,” mutters Bert, his voice skipping up and down, through octaves. “Good boy.”
“Good boy,” I repeat to myself as my mind jumps through different realities. “Good boy…”
Author notes
be nice? don't hate me??
Part Nineteen!!
[Part Seventeen]
[Part Sixteen]
[Part Fifteen]
[Part Fourteen]
[Part Thirteen]
[Part Twelve]
[Part Eleven]
[Part Ten]
[Part Nine]
[Part Eight]
[Part Seven]
[Part Six]
[Part Five]
[Part Four]
[Part Three]
[Part Two]
[Part One]
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UH OH!!!!!!!! What did Bert give him?
I didn't trust Bert from the beginning. This can't be good lol.
Anyway, I can't wait to read more of this. You are an amazing writer and I can't believe i haven't read this before.
so, off to read more. good job and keep writing. -
I just read all of the parts and i freaken love this. You so have to hurry and add more. This was a crazy cliff hanger i can't wait for the next part. I want more lol please add more soon. This is an amazing story. Great job write more. lol
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OMG what was that white pill???? x.x and now I am totally uberly confused x.x Is Bert a good guy gone bad or a bad guy misunderstood? or a really bad guy? x.x is it true what Bert told Scott about Callum? Wah...
OMEGA!!! you got my head spinning!! *cries*
BUT, I still enjoyed this a lot
Now.. go and send me stuff (this is.. one of the worst cliffhangers youv'e given us x.x give me more chapters to read, dammit!!!!)
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Muah hah hahhh.
glad you liked it.
I think you liked it, anyway.
xx
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... *plays FOB for you over and over and over until you can't tell your own voice from FOB... or something*
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGGHHHH
*dies several times over*
Right. THat's it. Totally killing Kaden now. -
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Kill Kaden and I never write slash again.
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Go ahead. I have plenty of other known slash writers.
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I'm hurt!!!! *dies* Fine! I'll never write again then...not that you'll care. *storms off*
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*shrugs*
Okay then.
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lol, yeah I know.
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*nods convincingly*
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*cries*
Hallucinogens are bad.
Bert is bad.
This situation *sucks*!
But your story.... very very good...
And the only way I'll hate you is if you never update again. Which I don't think will happen, right? RIGHT?!?! -
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Nope. Won't happen. Well, I hope it won't happen..
xx
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Omega...Omega...OMEGA!!!
WTF!?!? WHAT THE HELL!?!? AND WHY IS THIS SO DAMN SHORT!??!
It was too short, I should hurt you for-
1. Letting sweet little Scott get fucked up by that child molester
2. making it sooo short
3. Having Callum not care when he cared for like ever
4. MAKING IT SO DAMN SHORT
I dont care WHAT time it is. You SHOULD HAVE made it longer.
I dont hate you...I dont think Racheli will either but...ughh. Damn hiiiiim. Scott should have more fucking sense!!!
WRITE MORE....!
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Hey, Bert's hot. I'd do it.
I'm sorry I made it short. But I am seriously tired.
Does HTML even work in comments? Oh well, we'll find out soon enough.
Bert is TOTALLY a paedophile though, you're right there.
...is it wrong that I still totally love him?
I'll write more tonight. I probably won't fucking sleep. I hope you know what you've done.
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lmao HAHA!! GOOD!!!
And damn...you like all the freaky people, dont you? Miss incest. *coughs*
What the hell....men are walking through my house...!!!!!!!!
*runs to find her mother*
By the time you wake up...if you sleep, I SHOULD have chapter 2 up...well...maybe.
YOU BETTER BE WRITING, MISSY!! -
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Freaky people rock, okay??
I can't help loving them!!
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