Bloody Water: Chapter 1
Title: Bloody Water
Rating: T
Author: Solarbaby (aka Tara)
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
Words: 753
Summary: Robbie is accused of murder and runs…
Spoilers: None really for this chapter. Umm… right after Tasha’s aunt tricks her into selling the Caravan Park and Kim backs the building of the resort. Somewhere through there.
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Chapter 1
There was blood on him, he noticed.
On his clothes, his arms, his hands. It seemed into his shirt, making it stick to his chest. He glanced up into the mirror on the wall. There was a spot blood on his cheek as well that trailed down his neck. It was wet, still fresh, and only smeared as he tried to clean it off.
“I didn’t kill him,” he muttered under his breath.
The water sounded louder than it should when he turned on the faucet. He shoved his hands under the water and tried to wash off the blood. Water turned pink as it headed down the drain. Slowly, but surely, the blood started to disappear from his hands.
He jumped as there was a loud rapping at the door.
“Robbie? Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m--,”Robbie cut off as his voice cracked. He took a deep breath before he continued. “I’m alright.”
He still couldn’t get the image out of his head. Brett just laying there in a pool of his own blood, still. So still. His hands were shaking when he tried to clean off his face.
“Robbie?”
“Robbie?”
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“Robbie?”
A twenty year old Robbie Hunter jerked up as a hand touched his shoulder. His hammock swung precariously before he lost the fight and crashed to the floor. “Ow,” he groaned as he rubbed his head.
“You alright?”
He looked up at his sister from his place on the floor. Mattie was covering up her mouth, obviously trying not to laugh. “I’m fine.” Robbie scrambled to his feet and tossed the blankets up to the still swinging hammock.
She just laughed. “You might want to go on and get in the shower. Alec, Bryan, and Alyssa haven ‘t gotten up get so there might still be some hot water if you hurry.”
Robbie glanced around the living room where his hammock hung. He got a clear view of Serena and Cassie already in the kitchen, eating. There came a loud thump from upstairs followed by cursing. Moving quickly, he grabbed some clothes from his dresser and bolted upstairs.
Matilda kept laughing as she heard more yelling from the second story followed by a door slam and a ‘Robbie!’. She shook her head at them and headed for the kitchen.
“Morning!” The blonde haired Serena was always way too chipper in the mornings. She was currently perched on a stool, chowing down on a piece of toast that bordered heavily on the burnt side.
“Good morning.” Mattie grabbed a glass from drainer and gave it a quick once over to make sure it was clean. If she remembered right it had been Alec’s turn to do dishes and that wasn’t exactly reassuring. It looked marginally clean.
Cassie handed her the juice before digging back into the fridge. The tall blonde pulled out what appeared to be a notebook and a set of car keys.
“Do I want to ask?” Mattie asked the two women. Both shook their heads so she let it go. She had learned quickly not to ask stuff like that. “I wish Robbie would hurry. I’m going to be late for school.”
“No, you’re not.”
She turned to find her brother standing in the doorway and couldn’t help but take notice how much he had changed in the past few years. Gone were the glasses, replaced with contacts. Even his clothes were more stylish than before. Though that could have a lot to do with the fact that she refused to let him do his clothes shopping alone.
He snatched a piece of toast off of Serena’s plate (“Hey!”) before going to the sink to scrap off some of the more burnt places. Robbie glanced over his shoulder as heard a ‘thunk’ and cursing. Alec came stumbling into the room, rubbing the now red spot on his forehead. Muffled snickering could be heard around the room.
“It’s not funny.” Alec muttered as he took a seat at the table, burying his face in his arms.
Matilda just grinned. “No, of course not.” She grabbed her bag off of the floor, snatching her brother’s arm on the way out of the door. “Come on, Robbie. I can’t afford to be late again.”
“Fine.” He grabbed his keys as he was dragged out the door. As he passed by the island Serena reached out and snatched her toast back. “But… my toast…”
Serena just waved at him as he gave the toast a forlorn look.
And so life continued on.
Rating: T
Author: Solarbaby (aka Tara)
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
Words: 753
Summary: Robbie is accused of murder and runs…
Spoilers: None really for this chapter. Umm… right after Tasha’s aunt tricks her into selling the Caravan Park and Kim backs the building of the resort. Somewhere through there.
oOoOoOoOoOoOo
Chapter 1
There was blood on him, he noticed.
On his clothes, his arms, his hands. It seemed into his shirt, making it stick to his chest. He glanced up into the mirror on the wall. There was a spot blood on his cheek as well that trailed down his neck. It was wet, still fresh, and only smeared as he tried to clean it off.
“I didn’t kill him,” he muttered under his breath.
The water sounded louder than it should when he turned on the faucet. He shoved his hands under the water and tried to wash off the blood. Water turned pink as it headed down the drain. Slowly, but surely, the blood started to disappear from his hands.
He jumped as there was a loud rapping at the door.
“Robbie? Are you alright?”
“Yeah, I’m--,”Robbie cut off as his voice cracked. He took a deep breath before he continued. “I’m alright.”
He still couldn’t get the image out of his head. Brett just laying there in a pool of his own blood, still. So still. His hands were shaking when he tried to clean off his face.
“Robbie?”
“Robbie?”
-
“Robbie?”
A twenty year old Robbie Hunter jerked up as a hand touched his shoulder. His hammock swung precariously before he lost the fight and crashed to the floor. “Ow,” he groaned as he rubbed his head.
“You alright?”
He looked up at his sister from his place on the floor. Mattie was covering up her mouth, obviously trying not to laugh. “I’m fine.” Robbie scrambled to his feet and tossed the blankets up to the still swinging hammock.
She just laughed. “You might want to go on and get in the shower. Alec, Bryan, and Alyssa haven ‘t gotten up get so there might still be some hot water if you hurry.”
Robbie glanced around the living room where his hammock hung. He got a clear view of Serena and Cassie already in the kitchen, eating. There came a loud thump from upstairs followed by cursing. Moving quickly, he grabbed some clothes from his dresser and bolted upstairs.
Matilda kept laughing as she heard more yelling from the second story followed by a door slam and a ‘Robbie!’. She shook her head at them and headed for the kitchen.
“Morning!” The blonde haired Serena was always way too chipper in the mornings. She was currently perched on a stool, chowing down on a piece of toast that bordered heavily on the burnt side.
“Good morning.” Mattie grabbed a glass from drainer and gave it a quick once over to make sure it was clean. If she remembered right it had been Alec’s turn to do dishes and that wasn’t exactly reassuring. It looked marginally clean.
Cassie handed her the juice before digging back into the fridge. The tall blonde pulled out what appeared to be a notebook and a set of car keys.
“Do I want to ask?” Mattie asked the two women. Both shook their heads so she let it go. She had learned quickly not to ask stuff like that. “I wish Robbie would hurry. I’m going to be late for school.”
“No, you’re not.”
She turned to find her brother standing in the doorway and couldn’t help but take notice how much he had changed in the past few years. Gone were the glasses, replaced with contacts. Even his clothes were more stylish than before. Though that could have a lot to do with the fact that she refused to let him do his clothes shopping alone.
He snatched a piece of toast off of Serena’s plate (“Hey!”) before going to the sink to scrap off some of the more burnt places. Robbie glanced over his shoulder as heard a ‘thunk’ and cursing. Alec came stumbling into the room, rubbing the now red spot on his forehead. Muffled snickering could be heard around the room.
“It’s not funny.” Alec muttered as he took a seat at the table, burying his face in his arms.
Matilda just grinned. “No, of course not.” She grabbed her bag off of the floor, snatching her brother’s arm on the way out of the door. “Come on, Robbie. I can’t afford to be late again.”
“Fine.” He grabbed his keys as he was dragged out the door. As he passed by the island Serena reached out and snatched her toast back. “But… my toast…”
Serena just waved at him as he gave the toast a forlorn look.
And so life continued on.