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Ohmigod
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Topic Started: Dec 10 2011, 05:00 AM (249 Views)
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Brooklyn
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Dec 10 2011, 05:00 AM
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Riot and Dice sit outside the hospital room of their brother, Rico Serrano, neither one looking happy. Dice had been there every waking second he was allowed while Riot had wandered off and only come back a few seconds previous to now. Dice's girlfriend, Misty Lyn, had been there with Dice almost round the clock as well but had finally wandered off to find them some drinks.
Dice: Took you long enough...
Riot nods.
Riot: Are you really gonna give me shit for this now?
Dice nods towards the room.
Dice: he wouldn't be very happy with me if I did, now would he?
Riot shakes his head slowly, looking like this comment has punched him in the gut.
Riot: No... no he wouldn't...
Dice nods and they both turn to face the room.
Riot: What'd they say?
Dice, staring off into space at the moment, can only vaguely respond.
Dice: Who?
Riot looks at his brother like he might just want to end him right here, right now.
Riot: Mikey.. I fuckin' swear to fuckin' God...
Dice shakes his head.
Dice: Sorry, I was lost in space for a second.
He swallows hard.
Dice: They said the Hood Rats broke his good leg.
Riot closes his eyes.
Riot: Fuck me...
Dice nods in agreement.
Dice: Fuck both of us on this one...
Dice glances back to their brother while Riot remains standing there, head down, eyes closed and his hands balled into fists.
Dice: You know the wildest part? He knew before they told him, didn't even blink. He just started asking how long he would be in various states of disrepair and then wanted to know when the physical therapy would start. It was like he expected this to happen, like he knew it was just a matter of time or something...
Riot bites his bottom lip, his hands squeezing tighter and his eyes remaining shut as well. Dice just starts shaking his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
Dice: They broke his good leg, Rory...
Tears start rolling down both faces even as Riot tries to stop it from happening.
Dice: How did we let this happen?
Riot, shaking with rage, can't take it anymore. His eyes snap open and marches over to the nearest wall. Just as he's about to punch it into oblivion, Dice notices and races over, tackling him to the floor.
Dice: What in the hell are you doing?
Riot tries to fight him off but Dice is having none of this.
Dice: Rory... RORY!!! Rory, stop!
Dice finally manages to pin Riot's wrists to the floor and Riot bursts into tears.
Dice: Rory...
Riot shakes his head.
Riot: I can't take it anymore, Mikey... I can't fuckin' take it... he got his bad leg broken in three places because of us. Endured God knows how many fuckin' operations, years of physical therapy and he still can't walk without a cane and now we've just gotten his good leg broke and he knew it was coming?!!!?!
Dice looks down at his baby brother, stunned at the pain he sees radiating off of him.
Riot: The bitch stole Kayla from us... and that wasn't good enough? James Stall took you out for a month, tried to hit Misty.. Kayla dies, the fuckin' bitch steals her ashes... and now breaks Rico... Why? Why don't they ever come after me?
Dice's jaw drops as Riot lets out a primal scream.
Riot: WHY IS IT NEVER ME?!!!!?
Riot closes his eyes and stops trying to fight Dice off of him. Dice, shocked beyond belief, pulls his baby brother up and hugs him close.
Dice: Hey... ssssh... it's ok, Rory...
Riot continues to cry into his brother's shoulder as Dice clears his throat.
Dice: They're gonna pay for this Rory... we're gonna make sure of that.
Just then, Misty comes back empty handed and stops dead in her tracks at the sight of her boyfriend sitting on the floor holding his crying baby brother. Her eyes go wide and her jaw starts to quiver knowing what it must have taken to make Riot crack like this. Dice sees her and nods, his own eyes still moist. Misty hurries over and joins the embrace, everyone effectively leaning on everyone else.
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