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Tony's tears were turning to ice as the boy ran away from his school. He had just been told he was suspended for 3 days and given detention for 2 weeks by Mr. Barkwood, the school principal. This was because Tony had suckerpunched a kid, landing him in a concussion.
The kid he punched was the principal's son.
Tony tried running away from his mistakes. From the principal who hated his guts because of his hoodlum brother. From the kids who only knew Tony as, "The Outlaw's Brother". From the fact that the kid might not wake up from his concussion. From the devilhorned communists that took his other brother into Vietnam...
Finally, he was at the apartment building his family lived in. He walked up the building stairs, 5 flights of stairs, and walked down until he saw room 506. He quickly braced himself for the upcoming ridicule.
But he already heard two people throwing blood curdling screams at each other.
He fell backward, covering his ears painfully. The impact on the floor had made a loud noise in the carpeted floor.
" YOU NEVER FOLLOW THE LAW! WE ALWAYS HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR MISTAKES!" screamed his mother.
"MAYBE YOU SHOULD JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" replied a bellowing voice Tony recognized as his brother Victor's. They were screaming so loud they almost drowned out the city sounds of New York.
Tony's heart started beating fast, starting to get out of control. He needed to get out of there, but he found it hard to move across the floor. He couldn't scream, his power to talk was paralyzed. "Help..." he tried whispering, knowing no one would hear him.
Finally, the screaming stopped.
"I'm leaving. There's no place for me here," said his brother.
"But there's a place in that gang?" Said his mother, trying to be sarcastic but sounding sad overall.
"You bet, I would rather roll with them then go through hell with you!"
"WATCH YOUR MOUTH, YOUNG MAN!" Screamed their mother once again, as the screaming started up once more.
"I'VE DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU AND YOUR BROTHERS! AND THIS IS WHAT I GET? VINNY WAS NEVER LIKE THIS!"
"THAT'S THE MISTAKE YOU ALWAYS MAKE!" Echoed his brother's voice across the building.
"YOU ALWAYS WANT ME TO BE VINNY! I'M NOT VINNY!"
"You know I love you all equally..." said his mother now in a calmer voice.
"No, you don't! You wish you only had Vinny and Tony, just so you couldn't have an embarrassment to this family and society! Well guess what? You don't have to anymore!"
Tony, who was able to make it halfway to the flights of stairs, stopped what he was doing and held his breath. Did his brother want to leave with a delinquent family?
"Victor, you're out of your mind. You don't know what you're saying—"
Tony heard a sudden crash, then footsteps trot towards the door. His hearing was very sensitive, since he inherited some PTSD from his father.
His brother angrily unlocked the door and slammed it so hard the wall cracked. He looked at Tony, who was on the floor, blocking the stairs, and yelled, "Get out of the way!"
He kicked Tony, which made Tony angry.
"Don't...Kick....Me...You...DISAPPOINTMENT!" This gave Tony a jolt of energy to shoot up from the floor in a flash and cup his brother's neck in his left hand. He struggled to fight with him down the stairs, because Vic was fighting back, who had less experience in the Junior Military Academy Training martials than Tony.
He punched and strangled and punched and strangled Vic until his anger drained out.
All bloody and bruised, Vic scurried away from his brother, without a goodbye or anything.
Tony was still huffing and puffing from the fight, taking a look at his hands, all bloody.
He stretched and closed them a few times, then walked down the hall to Room 506.
He turned the doorknob to find his mother crying.
Where was his father in all of this?
I hope you all very much enjoyed Chapter 3 of Military Kid, and PLEASE, if you are viewing this, comment or answer what your fave part was and all that jazz.
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