This choice: Nothing, Xav's lights had burnt out, and he had a hard time replacing them. • Go Back...Chapter #6Nothing, Xav's lights had burnt out, and he... by: NarutoXD   Jordan walked in cautiously. He looked around and saw the light above him swinging. To the side, he heard a thud as though something had fallen over.
Xav “Dang it! Curse old age!”
Jordan ran to the source of the sound and stopped at the door. There was still some sun in the sky, so there was some light coming in through the window. Jordan saw Xam on the ground and helped him up. “What happened? Are you ok?”
Xav brushed himself off “Yah. Everything’s ok, but my lights just burnt out. They’re almost as old as me!” He chuckled and wheezed a tiny bit, but other than that he was fine.
Jordan’s heart stopped racing. He had thought the old man was attack or something. That would have been horrible! “Tell me where the replacements are. I can change them for you.”
Xav started protesting. Saying that Jordan was going to make poor old Xav lazy and incompetent. Jordan won this argument by insisting that it can be considered payment for making the copy of the idol.
Once the new lights were in, Xav brought Jordan to a back room and showed him the replica.
Jordan was astonished “That’s amazing! It looks just like the other one. Wait… that is the replica right? Cause I can’t tell the difference.”
Xav smiled “This one was the original” He handed Jordan the first idol. “This one is the replica.” He gives Jordan the other idol. Holding them both in his hands, he felt the faint difference. The real idol had a strange aura, and the other idol seemed less animated. However, if you hadn’t touched them, you could never tell the difference!
Jordan thanked Xav one last time and left. He might come back every now and then to check on the old man. He was a good guy.
Once he was at home, he saw that his brothers had returned. There was a pair of muddy cleats from Jacob and some red and gold shoes that belonged to Jesse.
Jordan smirked. He’d have to be clever when he handed them the idol. He walked up to the room and saw the two boys doing homework on their own. WOW! That’s a surprise.
When they saw Jordan come in, they got up and glared at him.
Jesse “Who said you could leave with the idol! We looked everywhere.”
Jacob “Yah! What he said.”
Jordan saw an opportunity here “You know what? You’re right. You guys can have the idol now. You two can spin it tonight, and not include me. That thing has been nothing but bad luck. At least for me.”
The two boys seemed a little less enthusiastic about the idol now. Though, that quickly blew over. Jacob though you just trying to get them to not want it, so that Jordan could keep it all to himself.
Jacob smiled “Nice try, but that’s not going to work on me. Now gimme!” He held his hands out in a cup for Jordan to deposit the idol.
Jesse caught onto the trick “No! Give it to me!”
Jordan was getting sick of this childish behavior and screamed at the top of his lungs. His deep voice made him sound even more commanding than ever before. “Enough! Either you two learn how to share, or I’ll snap the idol in two and give you guys each a part.”
Jesse and Jacob protested. Its either all or none. Not half!
They stopped when Jordan held the idol in two hands in a snapping position. “Now will you share?”
They nodded their heads.
Jordan “Ok then! I’ll leave you two alone to spin the idol.” Jordan handed over the idol and left with the original in his backpack. A moment later, he heard Jesse whoop.
Jesse “Yes! It’s mine tonight!”
This was followed by Jacob throwing a tantrum. In his rage, he almost hurt Jesse. Luckily, Jordan had the common sense to come back upstairs and hold and hang Jacob by his shirt until he stopped fighting.
Jordan “You should be ashamed of yourself. You almost hurt Jesse.” Jesse was standing next to Jordan. His head only reaching the top of Jordan’s abs.
Jesse “Yah! What’s wrong with you!”
Jacob started fidgeting again “Its mine! Its mine! Its mine! I want it.”
Jordan was getting more and more tired of his youngest brother each day. Today, he had reached the boiling point “Listen you little runt. Listen and listen well. You may be the youngest and spoiled the most. Well guess what! I’m the old and when mom and dad aren’t home. I and the one in charge. Now I’m going to put you down and you’re going to look at that was over there until mom or dad get home. Do you under stand!” Jordan’s face was red from the onslaught of words he had just given.
Jesse craned his neck trying to make eye contact. His eyes were full of admiration, but mostly fear. He had never seen you ever get that angry.
Jacob’s mouth was open in shock. Partly because he had never been talked to like that, and he was afraid. Truly and horribly afraid. Jacob started to burst into tears and cry like never before. In years past, he cried to get what he wanted, but now these were real tears. Not the fake tears he used to conjure up.
Jordan tried to stay angry. He’d been holding it back for years. Ever since Jacob learnt he could take advantage of Mom and Dad, he’d gotten away with everything. In middle school, Jordan had been working for months on a science project. It was the day before it was supposed to be presented. The poster boards were made, and the model was created. Then guess what! Jacob got bored and decided to play. The teach had some mercy and gave Jordan a C- instead of the D he was supposed to get. Then the thing that made it worse was that his parents barely punished the twerp. Gave him a mean look and told him to go to his room. Nothing else!
All of his anger and pent up frustration was burnt away in his long tirade, and now it was gone. He felt kind of guilty for yelling at Jacob.
Jordan “Jacob… I’m… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t ha-”
Jacob “I hate you! Let go of my.” He pulled himself up your Jordan’s arm and bit him. Jordan let go in surprise. The bite did no physical damage, but the emotion strain was much greater.
Jordan looked at Jacob got up and ran out of the room. He turned and faced Jesse. Jesse caught Jordan’s eyes and turned away fearing that if he made eye contact, he’d be the next victim.
Jordan “Do you hate me?”
Jesse stuttered “N-n-no, but I am an a little scared.” He recoiled back fearing that you might hurt him.
Jordan looked in the mirror and saw a studly hunk, but he also saw a monster that hurt his brothers.
Then he heard the slamming of the front door from down stairs.
Jordan thought the worst “No! He didn’t!” Then he turned to Jesse “You look through the house and see if he’s here. Give me a call if he is. I’m going outside.”
Jesse had forgotten his fears and looked at his brother with admiration. Jordan’s deep voice, tall stature, and large build gave him the aura of command. Instinctively, after seeing dozens of army movies and shows “Sir yes sir!”
Jordan couldn’t help but let out a smirk after hear that. “Hmm… sir. I like that. No go!”
Jesse ran out and started looking with a flash light. Jordan ran down stairs and burst out the front door and started to sprint to who know where?
An hour later, nothing. Jordan started to trudge home. His legs were worn out. He’d sprinted from one end of town to the other. He asked Jacob’s friends if they had seem him, but that got him no where. They gave him possible locations, but those were all dead spots.
When he got home, he saw that his parents’ cars were parked in the driveway. When he stepped inside, heard a heart wrenching cry. His dad was holding his mom in a heart felt hug. He caught his dad’s eye. They were full of sadness, but when they saw Jordan, they filled with anger and frustration.
Jordan looked away and stalked toward his room and locked the door. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a bit of the idol sticking out of his backpack. Instantly, he grew to hate the idol. He walked over and yanked it out of his bag and glared at it. He imagined all his hate going in his hands turning into heat and melt the cursed idol. But sadly, that didn’t happen. Out of frustration, Jordan threw the idol at the wall. He threw it so hard, that the top entered the wall there by leaving the idol attached to it.
The throw left Jordan some satisfaction. It helped him release some steam. Slowly, he walked up to the idol again and pulled it out.
When he looked at it, he thought he saw something different.
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