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I�m Sorry

Chapter 2

By Wildfire

The final bell rang releasing the students from their classrooms. Luther waited outside watching, she left her class room smiling, talking with some friends, hugging books to her chest. He had to have her.

He watched as Brad walked right past her, not even noticing her. He never did, he was a fool! He noticed her. He always noticed her. She always looked so sad after the stupid jock would walk past her, she was too good for that idiot anyway.
***
�Mark, LEAVE ME ALONE!� Randy said the words very slowly, a spoon being dangled above his head.

�Ahh come on Randy, try and reach it. I know mom and dad believe in you, you can do it!� he laughs �No?� he laughs harder �well you�ll never be able to do anything if you don�t try. Ohh wait you can�t do anything anyway. You�re too sick, right?� he said the last part sarcastically, laughing.

Randy slams his book shut and heads for the basement, only Mark followed.

�Are we running away? Won�t even try and fight me now that Brad doesn�t back you?�

Randy went downstairs trying to ignore the brother that followed �Get OUT of my room!�

�Make me� Mark crossed his arms leaning against a wall.

Randy�s fist clenches he turns swinging. Mark dodges letting Randy hit the stone wall he laughs and pushes his older brother onto the bed �your pathetic!�
***

Brad sighs looking at the girls sign for the locker room. The coach told him to go grab the clip board in there. It wasn�t like there were any girls in there now anyway. It was a half an hour after the last class. But he couldn�t shake the feeling that he�d walk in there and get slapped by some girl. He sighs opening the door slowly peering in. He knew he should probably announce he was here but� well it would be kinda fun to catch a girl changing in here. Purely by accident of course.

He slipped in and it was empty, figures. He grabs the clip bored and turns to leave when he hears a clunk from the shower area. No way could he be that lucky. He quietly slips toward the sound.

As he rounds the corner the sight he sees is not at all what he wanted to see. There was a guy holding a girl to the wall. One hand over her mouth the other trying to undress her. Wait he knew that girl! It was the one that tired to talk to him a few days ago. Now Brad wasn�t one to be possessive but the girl was obviously not happy.

He grabs the guy by his neck yanking him away and slamming him into a wall, than kneeing him in the stomach. As the guy tried to get up Brad kicks him again. �WHEN A GIRL SAYS NO THEY MEAN IT!�

He watched as the man crawls backwards quickly.

He stood up whipping his lip. �She should be mine!�

�Not if she doesn�t want to be.�

�She just doesn�t know what she wants!�

�YOU ever touch her again with out her full consent I�ll kill you. I won�t even hesitate. Do you understand me?�

�I�ll make you sorry for this! I�ll make you so sorry you won�t be able to LIVE with yourself! You�ll see!� With that the man bolted.

Brad turned to the girl, she was now sitting on the floor. He kneels down �You ok?�

She looks up, her body was shaking. She nods with a smile �It�s funny I used to day dream of you saving me, now that it�s happened. I really wish it hadn�t� She started crying and Brad pulled her close, gently. He was careful in case she wanted to bolt. He didn�t know what had happened before he had gotten in there.

�Please� don�t tell anyone about this. Please�

�� Alright� he knew it probably wasn�t the brightest thing but he figured she at least deserved that wish.

***
Mark put his A+ paper on the fridge. �So tell me Randy, If Brad is the jock, You�re the smart one and I�m the goth.. Oh wait I�m smart too. And bigger than you. So what does that leave you?�

�Knock it off Mark� Jill pulled out different ingredients for dinner.

Randy glared at him, his hand still hurt from when he had hit it into the wall.

�Ahh mom, not meat loaf!�

�What�s wrong with my meat loaf?�

Brad walks in, raising an eye brow �what�s not wrong with it?�

Jill huffs �I�ll have you know I work hard on dinner, it would be nice to be appreciated every ONCE in a while.�

Randy smiles �Ahh mom we do appreciate you, just not when your cooking�

�That�s not funny mister. You can help me clean up tonight for that little comment.�

�Score� both Brad and Mark said together.

Randy groans �I�m going to my room.�

�Oh no you don�t, you need to set the table�

�Ahh come on mom! You already have me doing the clean up, can�t Brad or Mark do it?�

�No, I asked you.�

Mark snickers �careful mom, Dad borrowed the stepper he might not be able to reach the shelves now.�

�Your dad took the stepper? Why?�

�I DON�T NEED A FUCKING STEPPER!�

�Randy! Watch your mouth! Your grounded! And obviously you don�t need a stepper! I was just wondering what your father would want with it!�

Mark smirks.

�Hey Mark want to help me practices for soccer?�

Mark shrugs, �sure, why not?� He heads out followed by Brad.

Once they were gone Jill turned to Randy, �you alright? You seem a bit on the edge�

�Ma, you can not yell at me than ask if I�m alright!� he practically slams the dishes down on the table.
***
The next day for Randy wasn�t any better. He felt cranky and moody. And he had a feeling like somebody was watching him the whole day. The day only got worse when lunch came around.

Mark walked past Randy�s table of friends with his own group of friends. �So I tell my mom he can�t do it, his stepper�s gone.�

�Your brother needs a stepper?�

�Yeah have you SEEN his height? He�s like six year old!�

Randy�s fists clench again, his younger brother had defiantly found his sore spot and was milking it for everything he had. It certainly didn�t help that Brad was agreeing with him.

�Hey Randy do you really need a stepper?�

He heard one of his friends ask him. �NO�, he snaps.

Mark turns and laughs at him �Right and next he�ll be saying he doesn�t still sleep with a teddy bear!�

�I what?!�

�Sleep with your teddy, what�s his name ohh right Mr Puppy.�

�Mr. Puppy? What kind of retarded name is that!? I don�t sleep with a teddy!�
Brad watched from a distance as his two brothers made a scene in the cafeteria. Mark was defiantly starting to take his new found power to far. It would be one thing if Randy actually did sleep with a stuffed animal but to just make one up was low. But on the other hand Randy did deserve pay back for all the years he treated Mark like shit. Course that would mean he did too, but he wasn�t going to point that out to his power hungry youngest brother.

The rest of Randy�s day wasn�t much better, somewhere between home and school he left his history project. It was probably in the back of Brad�s car. Luckily his teacher had given him an extra day as he wasn�t the kind of person to lie about that stuff. He still felt like an idiot though. Randy walked home that day, taking his sweet time. He just wanted this whole thing with Mark to stop it was ludicrous and irritating as hell. He walked into his house and headed straight for he basement. He laid on his bed just thinking for over an hour. He�s little brother was making his life hell and he couldn�t do a danm thing.

�Randy! I know your hiding! Mom says dinners ready� Mark yelled from upstairs.

Randy glares at the wall, being in his room was hardly hiding.

He ignored the call anyway and started on his homework. He was called for three more times before they gave up and let him be.
*&*&
�Randy you ready to go?!� Brad called from the door.

�I don�t need a ride from you� Randy came up. �I�m walking.�

Mark laughs �you�ll be late than�

�Don�t care� he grabs his back pack.

�Ohh come on Randy your being stupid, just get in the car�

�I dono Brad, he�ll have to sit in the back, I don�t think he�s big enough to legally sit in the front.�

Brad and him both laugh before Brad stops. �Sorry Randy, come on�

�Fuck you� Randy heads out. �I�m walking.�

�Don�t forget to look both ways and don�t talk to strangers� Mark calls after him, laughing.

Brad smiles and thumps Mark in the head �You need to tone it down�

�Why he never toned it down for me�

�He never publicly ridiculed you at school or made shit up�

Mark shrugs �I still say he deserves it.�

�Just back off, alright? At least at school�

Mark shrugs �we�ll see� he got into the car �Randy forgot his project in here again.�

Brad looks back and sighs �I�ll drop it by his class later.� He got in and started the engine. �Are you going to cool it down?�

�We�ll see�
*&*&*
Randy walked slowly, he didn�t care if he was late his first class was boring anyway. He kicked at a rock tempted to ditch the whole day.

�Hey, your Brad�s little brother right?�

Randy looks up it was some kid in some worn down POS. �Yeah, what�s it to you?�

The kid laughs �Hey cool it, I�m Luther I�m on your brother�s soccer team. Need a ride?�

�No I�m ok, thanks anyway�

�You sure? You look kinda down, plus you�ll be late.�

�Maybe I want to be late� Randy kicks another rock.

�Playing hooky?� He laughs �How about I take you to lunch than, you can give me some dirt on your brother?�

Randy smiles �It�s a bit early for lunch�

�Not at Denny�s�

Randy got into the car, smiling. �How about IHop?�

�You got it� He did a U turn. �So your brother, he all noble and shit right?�

�Brad?� He snorts, �yeah right, you piss him off and he�ll pound you with an inch of your life. Though that might just be reserved for me.�

Luther laughs �How�s he with the ladies?�

�Well he gets a new one almost every week. They adore him, how is this helping you get dirt on him?�

Luther shrugs �just wondering, so you ever go to his soccer games?�

Randy looks up �yeah.. What position you play?�

�Ohh I just kinda sit on the bench, play if someone gets hurt ya know?�

�No, I don�t know. Pull over, I�ll walk�

�Walk? Walk where we turned around, remember? We�re going to IHop�

�Let me out�

�What has your panty�s in a twist?�

�All Brad�s team mates know me and they know when I�m at a game.�

�Well I�m new on the team�

�Your not on the team. What are you trying to pull?�

�Just sit back kid, it�s just a little come back?�

�PULL this car over now!�

�And if I don�t?�

�I�m out of here� Randy goes to open the door but it wouldn�t open, �what the hell?�

�Child safety locks�

Randy�s eyes widen and starts rolling his window down.

�Hey stop that!�

Randy kept going, undoing his seat belt.

�Kid� Luther pushes him back into the seat trying to put Randy�s seat belt back on while diving.

Randy hits him.

Luther growls and punches him hard.

Randy�s head smacks against the door frame, going limp.

Luther smiles and continues driving. He would be so sorry.
*&*&
�I�m sorry Mrs. Taylor we can�t find anything wrong.. There�s one more test we can do..�

She sighs �what�s that?�

�A pregnancy test�

She looks up and laughs �No, no I�m almost 50 I got my tubes tied�

�Well sometimes they essentially grow back.�

�I�m going through menopause!�

�Often times that�s when I woman is most fertile. Why don�t we do the test and just find out..�

�No, it�s not possible. It�s a ridiculous notion even.�

�Mrs. Taylor if it�s not possible than what�s the harm in taking the test? Just a simple urine test�

She nods slowly taking the pee cup and heading for the bathroom.
*&*&

�Brad is that you?� Jill asked from the kitchen.

�Yeah mom, just stopping to get some food�

�Is Randy with you?�

�No he decided to walk to school and home today. He�s kinda mad at us I guess�

�I just got a call from the school, he was absent from his classes�

Mark comes in, laughing �Randy played hooky? That�s a new one. What re you going to do to him mom? He�s already grounded, so what are you going to do?�

�I�m going to ground you if you don�t mind your own business. Is your dad home?�

Brad shrugs �how should we know? You�ve been here longer than we have, we just walked in, remember?�

�Ohh right, well have fun today.� she leaves the room.

�What�s with her?�

Brad shrugs �who knows, maybe she ate to much of her own cooking� he goes to the fridge pulling out cheese and chips from the cupboard.

�Hey make me some�

Brad snorts �make your own. Hey did you see Randy at all today?�

�No, he played hooky remember?�

�But his friends were all there I saw them at lunch, where would Randy go?�

�I dono, GeeksRUs?�

Brad sighs taking the nacho�s out of the microwave �Want to play a game of soccer?

�If you give me some of those nacho�s.�

Brad smiles and pushes the plate so he can reach them too. �You owe me two games�

Mark nods taking the cheesiest peace he can.
*&*
�Where is your father? Or Randy?!� Jill paced the living room floor, �It�s almost eight!�

�Dad works late all the time, mom what�s your deal?� Brad flicked through the TV.

�I just need to talk to him and I�m worried about your brother�

A knock came on the door.

Brad sighs and gets up �I�ll get it, you continue your.. Pacing.� He opens the door with a smile but it faded instantly �Get the hell off my porch�

Luther smiles �You sorry?�

�Why? What the hell did you do? If you hurt her-�

�I didn�t touch her.�

�Than no I�m not fucking sorry, get the hell away from me.� He starts to slam the door in his face but Luther stops him.

�I wouldn�t do that if I were you.� He pushes into the house �I�m thirst get me some water�

�Fuck you, get the hell out of my house�

�Your little brother�s not here is he?�

�You keep your hands off Mark you sicko!�

�Mark? Ohh I�m not touching Mark. Where�s my water?�

�GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!�

�Brad what are you yelling at?� Jill came in, frowning.

Luther pushed past Brad �Mrs. Taylor how beautiful you look I�m-� he was slammed against a wall.

�You will not touch my or talk to my mother in ANYway.�

�Let me go Brad�

�FUCK you, how dare you come here and��

�He lost that smile.. I miss it. It was so beautiful even more so than Becky. I have you to thank for discovering it, I would never even thought to look at him. But of course I had to make you sorry. And he was perfect but.. He lost that smile. I want it back now.�

Brad let him go stepping back. �MARK!�

Mark came downstairs �what?�

Brad thrust Luther into the wall again �So help me if you hurt him I�ll-�

�You�ll what? Kill me? You�ll never find him, he�ll starve to death. Now I�m thirsty. I want water�

�What did you do to him!?�

�What I wanted to do to Becky�

�Ohh god.. Ohh god�

�What is going on?� Jill asked taking a step forward.

�Your son messed with me and I asked him to say sorry, he refused so I made him sorry!�

�He has Randy Mom..�

�What? What do you mean he has Randy?� Mark came into the room �Well what the hell is he going to do with him? This is stupid, let him go�

�It�s not what I�m going to do it�s what I�ve done. His ass is so sweet�

Both Mark and Jill went pale. Jill ran from the phone. Luther grabbed Mark cocking a gun to his head. �I wouldn�t do that Mrs. Taylor�

�Ohh god please.. Don�t, don�t do this.. Please just let him go�

�Now I was going to return your son to you here and just get an apology from you. But a problem arose, Randy won�t smile any more.�

�Well what do you expect!?�

Luther glares at Brad �Let�s go sit down,� he shoves Mark toward the couch and Brad and Jill sat down.

�LOOK, I�m sorry do what you want to Becky just give me back my brother!�

He smiles �I love hearing that but I still need him to smile again. So what will make him smile again? I�ll return him after that�

Jill looks up �bring him home that will make him smile�

�YOU THINK I�M STUPID!? I�m NOT stupid!�

The door opened and closed Tim came in whistling �Hunny you will-�

�TIM RUN!�

Luther points the gun at him. �Mr. Taylor, come sit down please we were just discussing the lack of smiling your son is doing now.�

Tim sets his keys down slowly �Is this a joke?�

Luther points the gun back at Mark �want to find out? Come sit down�

Tim moved and slowly sat down.
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