Family Tradition | By : medievalcutie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 2896 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Fall Out Boy. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
A/N: Chapter two of the thunderstorm brought on ideas. Enjoy! *hugs*
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Rebecca paced back and forth in the small waiting area of the small private hospital that she had found out about after the incident with Aiden. She had gotten some of the workers to help get Spencer into the hospital, where he was in the process of getting his system completely wiped of anything that he might have accidentally taken. She caught sight of a clock hanging over the reception desk and muttered a curse under her breath, quickly pulling out her cell and dialing her brother’s number.
“Huh?”
“Petey, it’s me. I had to take Spence to the hospital to get pumped. He was at the Cabana.”
“You mean you went back to that shithole? Becca, I thought you swore never to step back on that property.”
Rebecca knew as soon as she heard the anger in his voice that he was awake now. She also knew that he was going to be even more upset with her than normal for calling and waking him up.
“Petey, I had to go get Spencer. The oaf was passed out in the club. I didn’t want him to have any problems, so I brought him to the hospital to get his system pumped. Please don’t yell.”
“Sorry, Becca, but I mean you have to understand my position.”
“I understand. But how many times do I have to apologize? You know I’m clean. I’m just trying to keep my best friend that way. Can you try to keep Mom from killing me when I get back? She listens to you.”
“Yeah, I’ll try. But you do seem to have a nasty habit of getting yourself caught out all night. Have you called Jon and the others? They’re probably wondering where Spencer’s at.”
“I’m going to as soon as I get done with you. Thanks again, Petey.”
“No problem. Just make sure you don’t get yourself hurt. I still don’t like you being on that side of town this late.”
“I know. I’m heading out as soon as they finish with Spence. So go back to sleep, Petey.”
“Alright, but try not to stay too late. Mom is already going to freak.”
“Yeah. Thanks.”
“Yeah.”
Rebecca closed her cell and sat down in one of the chairs and called the landline at Jon’s place. She drummed her fingers on the arm of the chair as she waited for someone to pick up.
“Spencer, where the hell are you?!”
“Hello to you too, Ry.”
“Oh, sorry Becca. I’m just worried about Spence. He went out and hasn’t come back yet. He was in one of the moods, so I’ve been up pacing.”
“Yeah, sorry you were worrying, Ry. In fact I know where the big oaf is. He called me about an hour ago asking me to come pick him up from a club. Unfortunately the club was a not too nice spot where the bartender has a tendency to spike the drinks. So I have Spence at a hospital getting his system pumped.”
“Oh my god Becca, are you fucking serious?! Is everything alright? Where are you?”
“Ry, calm down! Everything should be okay. Spence will just be drained for a few days, and he’ll probably have a hangover from hell when he actually wakes up. I got to him before someone worse did, thankfully. Is everyone there okay?”
“Yeah, they’re all in bed. Cat tried to wait up, but she fell asleep about an hour ago. Becca, I know you probably don’t want to hear this, but I thought I should tell you. When I said Spence was in one of his moods, I meant the ones that started up recently. He’s not over you, you know?”
Rebecca sighed, putting her forehead in her hand. She had suspected that sometimes Spence might have a little more feelings for her than just a friend, but hadn’t given it too much attention after their one blunder back when she had visited the boys almost a year ago. No harm, no foul, right? Apparently not.
“Becca, are you still there?”
“Yeah, Ry, I’m still here. I just don’t know what to do. I mean, you know where I’m at.”
“Yeah, I know. But listen, just call again when you’re about to leave the hospital to make sure someone’s awake, and I’ll try to get Jon up to help get Spence in the flat, okay?”
“I will. And thanks Ry. Try to get some sleep.”
“No promises on that one. But be careful, Becca. We wouldn’t want to lose you.”
“Of course. Later then.”
“Bye.”
Rebecca groaned as she closed her cell and put it back into her pocket. She didn’t know what to do about any of the stuff that had been tossed back on her plate. She put her head down in her hands, balancing her elbows on her knees and closed her eyes.
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo