CHAPTER 67

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Lincoln was walking looking at his bloody hand with the rest behind him.

Susan: how's your hand?

Lincoln: think I cut it a bit on a bone.

Alice: and your face?

Lincoln touched the bruise reacting a bit.

Lincoln: stings a bit but not the worst that's happened to me.

Johnny: dude by the way how'd you learn to fight like that?

Alice: was that really a fight.

Johnny: more like a beat down.

Lincoln: I learnt it from veteran.

They all turned to him.

Veteran: I didn't teach him that, I couldn't even beat that guy.

Lincoln: I guess I just picked it up from somewhere I guess.

Johnny: so what now considering we spent most of our time watching Lincoln beat the shit out of those guys.

Lincoln just stopped in his track before they all stopped behind him.

Veteran: Lincoln, you good bro?

Lincoln was looking at his hands before he slowly turned back at them.

Lincoln: did I do something wrong again?

They all looked at Lincoln with shock.

...

Lincoln was back home sitting on the couch while Lori talked to the group.

Lori: our parents are out good thing I stayed behind, but thanks for bringing him home.

Jenny: no problem.

Johnny: uh no offense but what's wrong with him?

Lori: his not... well.

Leni: I thought Lisa said he was going crazy, his Linky getting sick too.

Lori: Leni, why don't you go check on Lily.

Leni: okay.

Leni walked away before Lori returned her attention to the group.

Lori: sorry about that, Lincoln suffers from split personality, we think it happens when his stressed.

Jenny: we get it, we know Lincoln's a good person.

Lori: thanks again.

Veteran: no problem, we'll be off.

They were heading for the door before.

Lincoln: Jenifer.

Jenny turned and looked at Lincoln who was holding something.

Lincoln: here, you'll need it.

Jenny walked up to Lincoln who was holding a folded piece of paper.

Jenny: uh thanks.

They walked out of door before Jenny opened up the paper that just had pull written on it.

She pulled it before noticing the paper was a tag on an umbrella.

Jenny: an umbrella.

Just then it began to rain.

Lincoln was looking at his hands before he turned to Lori who was on her phone before getting her attention.

Lincoln: hey Lori.

Lori: no you didn't do anything wrong, your friends said they were the ones who tried to pick a fight you.

Lincoln: where's Lynn?

Lori had put her phone down noticing Lincoln was in front of her making her almost drop her phone.

Lori: when did you, I didn't even hear you walk up to me.

Lincoln: where is Lynn, Lori?

Lori: she had a soccer game today, she'll be home later.

Lincoln: okay.

...

Lynn walked through the front door holding muddy soccer boots, being a bit wet and muddy herself.

She closed the door before turning around meeting Lincoln face to face looking directly into his eyes.

Lincoln: welcome back.

Lynn: uh thanks.

Lincoln: how was your game, did you win?

Lynn tried to avoid Lincoln's eyes because of how cold they looked, a look that sent a chill down Lynn's spine.

Lynn: we lost 3 to 2.

Lincoln: you lost?

Lynn: yeah but it's not a big deal-

Lincoln: move.

Lincoln opened the front door waiting out.

Lynn: where are you going?

Lincoln: out.

Lynn: but the rain?!

...

Lynn Sr was in front of Lori yelling at her.

Lynn Sr: if something like that happened why did you let him out!

Lori: I didn't know when he left, I was in the bathroom, Lynn let him out.

Lynn: don't blame me, I didn't know about any of this untill they explained to him, he asked me about my game then left after I told him we lost.

The front door opened with Lincoln walking in holding a plastic bag before handing it to Lynn.

Lincoln: here.

Lynn: what is it?

Lincoln: just a gift, like feel better for losing gift.

Lynn: uh... okay.

Lincoln: I'll be in my room.

Rita: okay good night.

Lana: what's in it?

Lynn: ice cream, chocolate, candy stuff like that and more.

Lana: can I have some?

...

Lincoln was eating a chocolate bar before turning to a bounce of girls all in matching jerseys some in pools of blood before smiling.

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