What An Expensive Fate. (Private)

  • Lucas was in trouble. Big trouble, and it was all because of Tamika Irene Dalton. He had no interest in her whatsoever yet she threw herself at him every chance she got but he didn't complain. It was better than being kidnapped or tortured. It was better than living in constant fear, never knowing if he was going to survive the day. Only, that constant fear was coming back. It was back because he'd been noticing guys giving him awful looks as he walked along with Spencer in the halls. He'd noticed guys following him, watching his every move. He wasn't stupid. He'd dealt with things like his whole life. So when it finally happened, when they followed him to the library that day, he wasn't surprised and as he was laying on the ground, his knife just out of reach while the beat him and shouted those horrible things at him he wasn't surprised. He tried desperately to get away, get to his knife. He couldn't though. He could reach his phone. He unlocked it with his finger print and somehow managed to say the five words he needed to say.

    "Hey Friday! Call Dixie!" He cried out but he his phone even understood. Luckily it did. He was praying Dixie would pick up. That's when someone kicked him in the head. Hard. So hard, it knocked him out and someone panicked.

    "HOLY SHIT! guys back up! Lay off! He's Dead!" One of the boys cried out.

    "Shit! You killed him Tripp! You fucking killed him!" Another accused.

    "Okay, calm down. We need to hide the body." Someone stated, trying to remain calm.

    "Suicide Rock!" One of the boys cried.

    "Not a bad idea Randy, no one goes up there. We'll ditch him there." And so they carried him off leaving his phone there, still in a call with Dixie. No one seemed to notice it. Thank the gods for idiots.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie hadn’t expected a call from Lucas, but after hearing everything he did he was damned glad he answered. He scrambled out, cursing to himself as he went. He’d kill everyone of those b-st-rds for this, but for the moment he needed to get to them and get his brother back.


    It wasn’t too hard to run into them, and once he had he paused. What the f-ck was he going to do? He was outnumbered.

    Well.

    That hadn’t ever stopped him before, had it? Besides, Lucas needed him and he didn’t have time to waste.


    “Hey, sh-theads!”

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • One of the boys tensed up, slowly turning to look at Dixie, something told if he didn't run, he was going to regret it so he took off as fast as he could. A few boys followed but three stayed behind. They dropped Lucas and turned to face Dixie. They were terrified, but they weren't leaving.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie took careful note of each kid that ran before facing those that dared to stay.

    “You beat the sh-t out of my brother and you just think, what? That I’d let that slide?” Dixie’s grin turned positively feral as he pressed in closer to them, pausing close enough to throw a punch but far away enough to avoid being grabbed if need be.

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • One of the boys looked like they wanted to get out of there. He wanted to get out of there as fast as he could but when another boy charged at Dixie, he knew he wasn't leaving. So he stayed and fought like he was supposed to.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie fought back with his usual fury, slamming his fists and elbows and head into anyone that got close enough.

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • Two of the boys couldn't take much more. One of them had collapsed, the other tried to run before he fell to the ground and the third boy had run away a long time ago to tell Tammy what had happened.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie spit a mouthful of blood onto the ground, smirking at his handiwork. Sure showed those -ssholes. Focusing in on his brother, Dixie pressed a hand to his nose to keep from bleeding all over Lucas. He debated calling dad and decided to hold off for the moment.

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • Lucas was just waking up. He had no idea where he was or what was happening. He was very confused and everything hurt. Especially his head. He couldn't believe this. Tammy was legitimately threatening to kill all because he said no to her. He stared up at Dixie. Was he bleeding? What the hell even happened? "Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • "Me? I'm fine. I'm worried about you, dumb-ss." Dixie muttered, wiping his nose before checking Lucas over. "What hurts?"

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • "Everything." He said quietly, staring up at his little brother. He was worried about about him but he suddenly realized he had no idea where he was exactly.

    "My head. It looks like there's three of you. I don't even know where to look." Lucas was a disaster.

    "Gods I want go home."

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • "I gotta get you fixed up first, idiot. I've- I've gotta-" Dixie sat back with a soft groan, not of pain but of distress. He wasn't made for these things. "I'll call in a favor with a friend if I need to. That or the hospital."

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • "Why can't we just go home?" He asked quietly. He was scared and everything hurt and he wanted to go home. He'd feel better if he were at home. He didn't like it here right now. He was terrified.

    "I want to go home." He said but he ended passing out again after that.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie let out a choked sound as Lucas fell unconscious again, biting harshly into his lip. “Idiot... should’ve kept an eye on- stupid!” He hissed, pressing the heels of his hands into his eyes. “I knew she was an issue but I didn’t do sh-t!”


    Finally, he sucked in a breath and rose shakily to his feet. No hospital, then. He’d call in his favor. He grunted with the effort it took to heft Lucas onto his back, wincing as his bruised and split knuckles protested every movement along with the other bruises from the fight. He hadn’t gotten too banged up, but that didn’t mean it didn’t smart.

    “C’mere, you big idiot. Little Dixie’s gonna get you home.”

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • Lucas's things were scattered everywhere his phone and his knife were on the ground somewhere. Lucas was bleeding everywhere. Especially from the left side of his head, where he'd gotten kicked.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • Dixie was trying not to panic, setting Lucas down once he got to where he could get his things. His heart was racing, so was his mind. He was a f-ck-ng kid, he didn't know how he was supposed to deal with any of this. Should he not have let Lucas pass out? Was Luca going to die because of him? Was Lucas going to le- No. No time for that.


    He grabbed the phone, hunted down the knife. He used said knife to rip his shirt and make a rudimentary bandage on the places that looked like they needed it, forcing himself to keep calm and breathe. Just breathe. Get to the car, call in that favor, and hope to the gods someone cares enough to save him.

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • Lucas woke up again ten minutes later but he didn't know was going on or what was happening or where he was. He felt sick, like he was going to throw up but he didn't. He was also very dizzy and in a lot of pain.

    "Finnick's missing? Well did you check the arcade?"

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  • "Uh- hey, just- hey just hang on for a second. Please." Dixie bit his lip again a his voice cracked on the word please, moving back toward Lucas with a trashcan. "If you puke on me I'm leaving you here."

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦



  • Dixie was cursing up a storm as he wrenched out his phone, speaking in a panic to whoever it was that had answered..

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    And then I feel like a pet store parrot,

    —— Call me Snarks | Ever spouting words・゚✦