Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 03:43:51 No.67857677 Report

Quoted By: >>67857998

>>67857659
Amber and Greene get caught smoking cigarettes by their parents. They both get their assess teared out by their mom

Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 03:56:18 No.67857998 Report

Quoted By: >>67858253

>>67857677

>My blood runs cold. I feel the scales on my wings gently stiffen. I can feel a gaze on my back. Amber's terrified gaze that looks past me confirms it. There's someone behind me.
>I swallow and turn my head, hoping that whoever it is isn't a narc.
>As I turn from our little smoke hangout in the woods my worst fears manifest. Mom's staring at us. She's got the mom face on. The one you only get when you know you're up shit creek. I swallow. She speaks, barely containing how upset she is.
>"Smoking?"
>I side-glance to Amber as she's gone wide-eyed. The smoldering cigarette butt still in her hand. I glance down to my own cancer stick sickened.
>"Come on. We're talking to your father."
>She makes a motion to leave, pausing before she does. "Put those out."
>I grimly nod and do as I'm told, using the heel of my boot to grind the thing into ashy nothingness.
>It's not a long walk back to the house. Doesn't stop it from being the hardest walk I'd ever done. I keep stealing glances to Amber to see how she's holding up. Not good. I clench my fists.
>As I approach the house, two storied and quaint, I start to feel a cold sweat come in. Here I go disappointing dad, yet again. Got Amber caught in this, too. Wonder if they'd believe I was the one to introduce her and not vice versa. I hope so.
>We step in and are sequestered into our rooms, waiting for the patriarch's arrival from work. I notice my phone buzz as I slink into my beanbag.
>"I'm sorry." Amber's text fills me with dread.
>"I'll take the fall." I fire back
>She takes a long while to respond. I keep my eyes locked as her response is seemingly typed and deleted several times over.
>All I finally get is "please dont"
>I've set my mind already. She's got much farther to go down than me. I can at the very least do this for her.
>The fated hour arrives and I hear the front door open. The noise is quieter than normal, he must already know.
cont.

Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 04:06:41 No.67858253 Report

Quoted By: >>67858539

>>67857998
>I gently poke my head out of my room and see an empty hallway. No time like the present and I decide to head on down. Martyrdom seems to be my calling.
>I attempt a silent trip down the stairs but I find a set of eyes on me as I round the bottom rung. They're already in the kitchen and I seem to have interrupted the final dregs of the conversation.
>After the brief freeze I force my legs into motion, joining them.
>Judging and disappointed stares land right on me as I sit down. The absence of lecturing is almost as bad.
>Mom picks her phone up and sends a short text, likely at Amber. My suspicions are confirmed as I hear her round the staircase behind me.
>And it's family meeting time. I struggle to meet dad's eyes. Same as they always are when they're at me. Sad, disappointed and tired.
>Mom speaks first, her voice flat.
>"Where did you get them?"
>I waste no time. "Guy I know sells them."
>She sighs and offers a palm. I get her meaning and pull the paltry few I had left out to offer her. Amber does too, her's a full pack.
>Dad looks over them quietly. I catch the slightest hint of a smile before it returns.
>His turn now. "Why?"
>That's a stunner. I really don't know. Seemed like something to do? Maybe I was bored or maybe I wanted to look cool. I really don't know. Amber finds an answer, though.
>"It's a fun thing to do when hanging out with friends."
>"Did THEY get you into this?" Mom's voice is rising. Dad puts a hand on her shoulder to steady her.
>"No. I did." I toss myself right into the line of fire. I get a kick from Amber but manage to not react.
>"Greene." Dad's voice is low and hard.
>"Yes?"
>"You're not covering for them, are you?"
>"I'm not." I'm covering for Amber, a half-lie.
>He sighs and mom wrings her hands a moment before looking me dead in the eyes.
cont.

Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 04:18:09 No.67858539 Report

Quoted By: >>67858838

>>67858253
>"Until I feel I can trust you two again I'm going to have to go through your things. Room today, pockets and bag when you get home for a while." Her voice is stern and like a wall. There's no arguing this. Not if you want to keep your head on your shoulders.
>The punishment continues.
>"Amber, you're grounded for a week. Greene..." I prepare for the worst.
>"A month. Internet, music and games go with it." I close my eyes as her sentence gets softer as it goes.
>"And if I ever catch either of you again I-"
>"Lucy" Dad's voice is soft and snaps mom out of her flow.
>"I think they get it."
>I nod along and check in on Amber. Her eyes are locked to the ground.
>"Alright. I love you and don't want you to hurt yourselves, okay?" Mom reaches over to grab my hand. I merely stare at down at it.
>And we're escorted back up to our rooms. Dad's with me, mom with Amber.
>I stand in the corner as he steps in beside me. I can't even bear to look at him. The son he wished he didn't have.
>"Greene." his deep voice causes a small startle as I look over to him.
>He's motioning for me to sit down with him. Me on the bed while he's pulled my computer chair over.
>I oblige, ready for the torrent that's been a long time coming.
>His face betrays a sense of hurt. I force my eyes away the moment I notice. Why do I have to be like this.
>"You okay?"
>I find my head turning back to look at him. I reread his face. It's... concern?
>"Y-yeah?"
>"I know you weren't the one to start." I clench the sheet on my bed.
>"I'm not mad at you for that. You have your reasons to want to take the fall." Dad's voice is completely soft and disarming. He rises as he speaks and sits next to me. I feel a rise of uncomfort.
>I find an arm around my shoulder. One that would be better off anywhere but on the tragedy named Greene.
>"I'll talk mom down to one week."
>His insistence on being beyond anything I deserve kicks words into my mouth.
cont.

Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 04:30:10 No.67858838 Report

Quoted By: >>67858977

>>67858539
>"Why?" It shoots out of me with force before I can stifle the thought.
>He's not even fazed. "Greene your mother and I weren't golden teenagers, either."
>I blink as he leans into a story.
>"We both smoked. We both skipped class. Hell we both even spent enough time in detention to rack up college hours." he chuckles as he recounts.
>"So I get it. You still have to learn that life has consequences but I'm not here to yell or fight with you. Just want to help you understand the why of it."
>I start to tear up in frustration.
>"Okay." my voice comes out in shudders.
>I feel the grip tighten, another bout of worry comes from him. "Greene?" His voice picks up.
>"Everything alright?"
>I autonomously sniffle before I speak.
>"Sorry I can't do anything right." my self-hate overflows into my words. I feel the tears weaseling out.
>The saint I call father takes a moment of reflection before speaking.
>"Guess you're more like me than I thought."
>I just about faint. I have to yank my head up to stare him in the face. He's simply lying to make me feel better.
>There's not an ounce of dishonesty on the man. I search and search but still come up with nothing but quiet truth.
>"I wasn't kidding when I said we weren't the best kids. Greene, I hate to say this but I was worse than you are. A lot." My jaw threatens to dislocate.
>He goes into a quiet reminisce as he speaks.
>"It was a mess. If I hadn't met your mother I don't know what I'd be doing, now. It's okay to be imperfect. Hell I considered myself the world's worst fuck-up until almost a few years after you and Amber were born." He sighs and looks far away.
>I listen with more intent than anything in my life. Every word plants itself in my head firmly.
>"So it's okay to flounder, to fail. Even if you think you're nothing but a burden I assure you, Greene. I love you and always will. I just want to help you find your way."
cont.

Anonymous Wed 31 Jul 2024 04:36:00 No.67858977 Report

Quoted By: >>67858995 >>67859007 >>67859011 >>67859028

>>67858838
>I feel the tears now running down my face. The absolute warmth he radiates pushing me to the breaking point.
>We hold the stance a while, dad just gently squeezing my shoulder as we side hug. After I calm a bit he stands to leave, planting one last sentence in the air before going.
>"See you at dinner?"
>I look up to see a warm smiling gaze. I nod.
>He gently clicks the door closed. I start to splay out on bed before I notice a piece of paper where he was sitting. I pick it up with my hand and unfold it.
>It's claimed to be the wi-fi password mom's changed it to. A small note below it reads
>"Don't tell her or we both get kicked off it for a month."
>I smile at the paper and drip tears onto it.

Fin. Bonding time

>>67857711
This is a bit too borderline smut for me, sorry.

>>67857735
That was indeed me if I'm remembering right. Next.