Hey so here's the sequel. Yay! But heads up: this focuses on their son more than their relationship but they're relationship and their doings will still come into play. You'll see later in the story. So yeah, i'll stop typing this note now and let you guys red ^.^
Scourge and Rosy belong to Sega, the rest are mine :)
I walked back into my house, bouncing up and down. "Mom," I yelled, dropping my schoolbag on the floor and running into the kitchen. She was in there writing something. She looked sleepier than usual. She looked over at me and smiled.
"Hey, Danny how was school," she asked softly. I swear she had the voice of Athena. A motherly god.
"It was awesome! I got an A+ on my math test, wanna see?"
"Sure." I ran out the room to grab my book bag. I took out the paper as I walked back into the kitchen. I gave it to her. "This is awesome, Danny! I'm so proud of you," she said, scooping me up into a hug. I smiled.
"Thanks, Mom. When's Dad gonna be home?"
"I don't know, actually." Suddenly the door opened.
"Dad, dad," I yelled, running to the door with the paper in my hands. My dad was coming in the door. He looked awfully mad. When he slammed the door shut, I stopped my hyperness. "Dad, look what I got on my math test," I said, holding it up to him. He looked down at me and took the paper out my hands. He looked at the grade and nodded, handing it back. He ruffled my quills.
"That's good, bud," he said, smirking. I laughed.
"Thanks dad. Hey, when are we gonna go camping?" He looked confused.
"Yes, the camping trip you promised him three months ago," Mom said from behind me. My dad looked up at her.
"I didn't promise a camping-"
"Yes you did, dad," I piped in. He sighed and bent down to my height.
"Sorry, bud, but my job is getting on my back and I have to work a lot more hours. I think I'm gonna have to break the promise," he said, ruffling my quills softly. I was disappointed. This wasn't a onetime thing when he broke his promises to me- or mom.
"Okay. But you're still gonna teach me some moves before basketball tryouts right," I asked, smiling.
"I'll try, but I can't guarantee anything." I nodded.
"Okay dad." I ran upstairs before he could say anything else.
I watched Daniel dash up the stairs. Poor little guy. Scourge got up and started walking toward me. "What's shakin, sexy," he said, smirking. I rolled my eyes, walking back into the kitchen. I heard him sigh. "What now?"
"You keep breaking promises. He's your son, Scourge. When are you gonna live up to being his father?"
"He's like 7, he'll be fine."
"He's 11, Scourge."
"And when did that happen?" I stopped walking to face him.
"You promised you would be there for him."
"It's not that I don't want to spend time with him, it's my job, you know that."
"So you're blaming your job for taking away time with your family? Do I need to ask you when we're going to have our honeymoon?"
"Babe, look, let's just take this thing one step at a time. I'm doing this so our son won't have to be in this stupid gang."
"I don't get why we didn't just leave when we had the chance."
"We would've gotten found anyway." I was about to walk away but he grabbed my waist. "Rosy, you know I love you and my son so please understand what I'm doing for both of you."
"How about you act like you love us."
"No, just try to get to know your son."
"I know him!"
"Oh yea? What's his favorite sport?"
"I don't know. What does this have to do with anything?"
"Are you seriously blind? He's been asking you to help him learn basketball since he was five!"
"He just asked you!"
"Right," he said, starting to walk away. I shoved his shoulder.
"You're such a asshole! I thought you said you wanted to be in this child's life!" He looked back at me after looking down at his shoulder.
"And I am, I'm the one here protecting him."
"He doesn't even think you love him!" I saw the anger and annoyance rising in his eyes.
"Let him! I don't give a fuck!"
"You said you weren't going to be a deadbeat father! Now look at you! You won't even look at your own child!" He gripped me up by neck, pulling me close to him roughly.
"You're really pissing me off, Rosy. So I suggest you shut your mouth or I'll-" He growled.
"Or you'll do what? Oooo, I'm so scared," I said sarcastically. He growled louder, his temper about to reach its max.
"Mom, dad," I heard Daniel say. We both looked over at him to see him looking terrified at the sight of us. I could see tears brimming his eyes, threatening to fall. I shook out of Scourge's grip and walked over at him. I bent down to his height.
"What's wrong, baby," I asked, forcing a smile and rubbing his quills softly.
"You and dad promised to stop fighting." I sighed.
"We're sorry, Danny, just go back upstairs and watch TV, everything's fine. Me and your dad are just talking loudly, okay?" He didn't look convinced but nodded his head and trudged up the steps. I felt bad for the kid. He has the worst two people as parents. I stood back up and looked at Scourge who was looking away. I shook my head, walking past him. He grabbed my wrist. He pulled me to him roughly.
"And where the fuck do you think you're going," he asked, his voice cold.
"I need to make my son dinner." His grip on my wrist tightened but then loosened as he took a deep breath. "Whoa, no smack in the face this time, I'm shocked."
"I'll get you later."
"You touch me and I swear." He spun us around, grabbing my leg, slamming my back against the wall as he lifted me up onto him.
"You're mine, I'll touch you however I feel like it." I felt fear rise in me. The move was so fast, so cold.
"Put me down," I said firmly. He smirked evilly.
"What's wrong? Little princess doesn't want a piece of the king?"
"Scourge, God damn it, put me down!"
"Oh I will. Not right now, but I'll put you down." I glared down at him. He put his other hand on my neck, softly caressing the bite mark there. I looked away from him as he kissed the bite mark before starting to suck on it. I noticed Daniel sitting on the step. Crying. He knew he was next to get punished.
(7 years later)
I walked carelessly down the sidewalk. My enemies stared me down with cold eyes but I ignored them with not a worry in my head. My dad was much scarier than them and I looked just like him. I wondered how my mom was doing, being alone with him. Eh, who am I kidding? She probably pissed him off by now. I sighed. How the fuck did she fall for a dick like him? Sometimes I wish she would just run with me at her heels. But the look in her eyes sometimes when she looked at him was filled with love. Maybe there was some good in my dad at one point and she's waiting for that him to come back… Haha, a good Scourge? That's a nice joke. There's not one nice bone in that man's body and there never will be. I approached my school, my friends running up to me. "Hey, Dan, guess what," my god brother, Devon, said. He was a dark orange hedgehog with a spiky Mohawk. Our dads were best friends. Then again all my friends are my dad's friend's sons. Devon was Uncle Dante's, Jordan was Mr. Ray's, Alex was Mr. Tony's, and Chris was Aunt Sasha's. We all hated our dad's-Chris hates his mom and his dad since he doesn't really know either of them-but if it wasn't for them then we probably wouldn't have each other to help pull each other through.
"What," I asked, my ice blue eyes turning to him.
"There's a new girl." I let a smirk creep up my lips.
"Hmm, interesting. What's her name?"
"Don't get any crazy ideas," Jordan said, raising an eyebrow at me. I chuckled.
"I'm not. She just needs to learn the deal around here." Jordan shrugged, his royal blue eyes reluctant. He was the nicest of us all. Not completely nice but he was merciful. I was the baddest, meanest, and leader of them all. I guess I had to be. My dad was their dad's leader and he's evil as sin. It's just my job to follow in his footsteps but I will never treat whoever I marry the way he treats mom. Most of the time, I just want to take that gun from under my pillow and shoot him. But that'd cause uproar. A big one.
"True." I walked into the building with my friends, us going our separated ways after saying goodbye. Devon walked with me since our lockers were only one locker number apart.
"So, how's your mom," Devon asked. I shrugged.
"She's doing better, I guess."
"Is Scourge still…?"
"Of course. He's with her alone right now. If that asshole lays one hand on her I swear to God…" The rest was all a growl under my breath. Devon put his hand on my shoulder.
"Dan, calm down, I'm sure she's fine." I took a deep breath slowly. If there's anything I'd inherited from my father other than his looks is his temper. Well my temper is a lot more tamed than his but I do get angry easily and if I lose it, I very much will kill someone.
"You're right. She'll be fine." We reached our lockers and started putting our combinations in.
"Excuse me," I heard the voice only an angel could hold say to me. I looked up at the person. She was a hedgehog with light lavender fur, hot pink eyes, long wavy quills that she in a ponytail that laid on her shoulder with a small side bang that fell into her eyes a little, and a short but curvy body. She gasped lightly at my eyes. I knew because almost everyone new I met, did. They were ice blue people! Okay they're clear sometimes and almost look silver at times but who gives a fuck? I couldn't help but stare at her plump lips as they opened slightly before closing.
"Yes," I said, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.
"Um, is this B4-45," she asked, pointing to the locker next to mine.
"Okay, sorry, I don't have my glasses on yet and I can't quite see."
"You're the new girl, right?" She nodded, going to open the locker. She got her books out and put them in her bookbag before closing her locker and putting a purple and pink swirled lock on it.
"What's your name?"
"Daniel, but people call me Dan…or Danny."
"Nobody calls you Anny?"
"Nobody calls me what?" She giggled lightly. It was like music to my ears. "So what's your name?"
"Sophia is my biological name but I got it changed to Gabriella when I was 10 so I have a bunch of nicknames. Gab, Gabby, Ella, Lala-"
"No, I actually never heard of that one before. But it's different." I smirked.
"Imma call you Brie." She blushed lightly, clutching the science book she was holding tighter to her chest, but let a small smile creep up her lips. I closed my locker and put the lock back on. She followed me into homeroom. I sat next to Devon. Another girl, Emily I think her name was, started talking to Brie, taking her across the room. I saw the longing in her eyes as she kept looking back to me as she kept looking back at me. They sat down, still talking. I heard my name roll off Brie's tongue. Mmm, so she was asking about me. Devon nudged me.
"So you already got the new girl hooked on you?" I shrugged.
"I guess, but I'm not ready for a relationship right now."
"You said that what, 4 years ago when we first got to high school. And when we were in middle school. When are you gonna be ready?" I shrugged.
"As soon as I get my family life figured out first. Ever since Natasha was born…" I couldn't even hold back my anger of the memory of how my dad was when he found out that mom was pregnant again. I don't get why he was so mad though. Natasha is his child, but my dad just wants everything to go the way he wants it. Just like always. Devon put his hand on my shoulder.
"Dan, just calm down, okay?" I nodded, taking a deep breath. I noticed Brie staring at me. God, she was beautiful. From her thick legs to her perky chest to her plump lips to that silky hair to those mesmerizing eyes. But I knew that I was never going to be able to let her in. Not with my dad around.
I walked into the house, Natasha in front of me. "And then the frog jumped up and scared the crap out of all of us," she said happily. At least someone in this family was happy. I saw my mom walk down the steps. She smiled at us.
"Hey kiddos," she said. I knew the happiness was forced but we couldn't let Natasha walk around filled with anger too.
"Mommy," she yelled, running up to her, hugging her. I couldn't help but notice that my mom wince as Natasha must've hit one of her bruises or cuts or sprains by accident.
"Where's my hug, Danny? Too old to hug your mommy?" I chuckled lightly but hugged her. Natasha started to babble about her day so I just snuck upstairs to my room. I passed my dad's 'office' on the way, noticing he was in there, writing something. He noticed me too.
"Daniel," he said.
"Yes," I said, stopping reluctantly.
"Get in here." I walked backwards and stepped into the room.
"Yes," I repeated.
"You know a girl who goes to your school named Sophia?"
"She must not be in any of my classes. Sorry," I said before going out the door. Why would he want to know about her? I answered him honestly though. I didn't know a Sophia. She said her name was Gabriella. Great, now her hot pink eyes are stuck in my head. I sighed as I closed the door to my room. She was just too beautiful and wonderful. But if my dad asked about her, then something about her must be bad. But what? Definitely not her. She barely talked and she was in all my classes. The only person she really talked to was me. After every class, she would talk to me about the teachers and the students and the school in general. Sure it seems like a lot, but they were small questions and I had big answers to them. I wished she would've talked more though. Her voice was like those of the angels, of Aphrodite. I flopped down on my bed, kicking my shoes off. I couldn't get attached to this girl. No matter what, I just couldn't. I had to vow to myself that I wouldn't develop feelings for her. But it seems like they're already there. Fuck this.
I was walking down the sidewalk to school the next morning when I felt hands going over my eyes. I was about to pull out my gun until I heard a soft giggle. The beautiful music. She took her hands away from my eyes and walked beside me. She was a lot shorter than me but I was pretty tall. 6'5 I think I am. She had to be about 5'6. Not bad, but I'm still taller. Today she was wearing a fluffy pink skirt that was filled with ruffles, black leggings under the skirt, black flats, a pink tank top with a black jacket over it, with pink extensions in her hair. She looked beautiful and sexy. My eyes immediately went to her lips, those glossy plump tempting lips, before going to her eyes, so different and beautiful. "Hi," she finally said, blushing. I guess she noticed I was checking her out.
"Hey," I said.
"So you live on 19th? That's kool."
"You stalk me now?" She giggled.
"No, I just saw you walking off it on the way. I live on Marple so I practically live right behind you." I smirked.
"Kool, I'll have to pop by sometime." She blushed harder. "So how was your first day of school?"
"Great," she said a little too fast but then murmured "It was fine."
"What'd you like about it?"
"Um, the academic standard?" I raised an eyebrow, making her giggle. "Alright, so maybe I have a tiny crush on someone." A pang of hope went through my heart.
"Changed your mind?"
"Well you probably already have all the girls chasing after you so I don't know why I'd think you would return the feelings for-" she cut herself off, noticing that she was babbling her thoughts away. My smirk dropped.
"You like me?" She looked down, grabbing hugging herself. "Gabriella?"
"Well yea, I mean you're really nice and-"
"I am not nice, number one. Number two, I suggest you stay far away from me, got it," I snapped at her. She looked scared but also hurt. She looked closed to tears. I quickly noticed my mistake. She hasn't done anything to make my life so bad so why take my anger out on her. "Look, Brie, I'm sorry. I'm just going through a rough time and I'm not that stable, so again: I'm sorry." She nodded, smiling a little.
"It's okay. I understand. My life sucks." I felt a need to hold her in my arms. Ugh, stupid hormones! There was no other girl who made me feel this way so why when I'm about to go to college does she come along? To open my eyes? To make me see that life can bring happiness? Ha! Not in my mind! I slowly put my arm over her shoulders, pulling her a little closer, making her blush. She blushed an awful lot, but it was really cute.
"Are you doing anything Saturday night?"
"Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to um…go out…somewhere…"
"Oh, um, okay I guess. Um where should we meet?"
"Outside the school at 7:30?"
"Uh, yea, sounds good."
"Okay," she said, looking down and blushing. I smiled mentally. Did she really just ask me on a date? I wonder what we would do. I could take her on a ride around the city on my motorcycle or we could go to a party or- wait I'm really excited about this. Oh no, this girl is already starting to take effect on me. This isn't good. What if I fall for her and she's just using me to kill my dad? Even though I hate him, he's still my father. But maybe she's not using me. I sure hope she's not. Because I can't fight off these feelings for her. She was just- Brie. I want her. But is there more than just this want? Or could this be real?
Aw, so now you see how Daniel inherited the F bomb lol. And aww, Daniel and Brie sound so cute togethr ^.^