Post by deepwallow on Feb 2, 2014 21:41:30 GMT -5
"Of course!" The man squealed as Faux stood there a moment, dumbfounded. Then he dashed downstairs and began to pack.
Free! He was going to leave!!!! No more a**-hat stepmom or jerk-wad dad or dumb Tyler! A chance to escape. He shook as he packed his clothes (which there werenot many to pack mine you) but as he finished packing his hygienic gear and grabbed a movie he hesitated.
No more Greg too.... But he could message him. Faux gave him his email and ONLY Greg. That might work....
"Stop!" A voice suddenly shouted behind him, making him jolt. He glanced back to find Linda stomping toward him. "What do you think you're doing?!" She asked angrily as Faux continued to pack the rest of his movies, which was the bulk of his bag. "Packing." He answered, taking his cheap labrop and charger and packing them away.
"You are not leaving! Do you hear me?!" She snapped at him angrily, faux turned to her and narrowed his eyes, regarding her cooly. " yes I am, and you can't stop me." He returned. She flushed red and advanced on him.
"You &@$@-sucking little $@£**%#<!!! You have no-" she started, but Faux interrupted. "I have every damned right to leave this house, /Linda/." He mocked as they were mere inches apart. With a screech of anger she slapped him hard across the face....
And then grabbed him by the shirt collar and forcefully kissed him. Faux was dazed as she shoved him back against the back of the couch, but the forced kiss only lasted a fer more seconds before Faux shoved her off, eyes wide with terror as he rushed past her, filled his bag with the few remaining movies, and rushed up the stairs again with everything, not bothering to zip up his bag yet or look back.
When he did arrive upstairs, he was painting a little and his face was pale, but he quickly composed himself and zipped up his bag (filled to the brim with movies.) while listening for his dad and the man
Free! He was going to leave!!!! No more a**-hat stepmom or jerk-wad dad or dumb Tyler! A chance to escape. He shook as he packed his clothes (which there werenot many to pack mine you) but as he finished packing his hygienic gear and grabbed a movie he hesitated.
No more Greg too.... But he could message him. Faux gave him his email and ONLY Greg. That might work....
"Stop!" A voice suddenly shouted behind him, making him jolt. He glanced back to find Linda stomping toward him. "What do you think you're doing?!" She asked angrily as Faux continued to pack the rest of his movies, which was the bulk of his bag. "Packing." He answered, taking his cheap labrop and charger and packing them away.
"You are not leaving! Do you hear me?!" She snapped at him angrily, faux turned to her and narrowed his eyes, regarding her cooly. " yes I am, and you can't stop me." He returned. She flushed red and advanced on him.
"You &@$@-sucking little $@£**%#<!!! You have no-" she started, but Faux interrupted. "I have every damned right to leave this house, /Linda/." He mocked as they were mere inches apart. With a screech of anger she slapped him hard across the face....
And then grabbed him by the shirt collar and forcefully kissed him. Faux was dazed as she shoved him back against the back of the couch, but the forced kiss only lasted a fer more seconds before Faux shoved her off, eyes wide with terror as he rushed past her, filled his bag with the few remaining movies, and rushed up the stairs again with everything, not bothering to zip up his bag yet or look back.
When he did arrive upstairs, he was painting a little and his face was pale, but he quickly composed himself and zipped up his bag (filled to the brim with movies.) while listening for his dad and the man