Aftermath | By : Calisto Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 6002 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Ed Edd and Eddy, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Sarah’s mother had let Jimmy in the house, she thought nothing of her daughters distraught state only of the dishes and how clean they needed to be. When he reached the door of his beloved sanctum he found she had a new friend, her pillow. “Sarah… look what ever he did to you…” he was about to make an empty threat offering her a muffin as a piece offering. Some how through the Ed’s absence the roles of the two mixed. Jimmy emerged the dominate one protecting his little nightingale. He slowly reached his arm around her pulling her into her warmth.
“Its alright Sarah I promise that Edd will never come near you again” She shuddered he really had no Idea did he, her thoughts were racing about her head in a sickening fury that made her lash out at Jimmy. “You idiot you don’t understand!” She wanted to add its all your fault, she wanted to add, an I hate your guts, I never want to talk to you gain but it was her pain speaking at that moment not rational.
“Tell me so I can understand” That’s the thing about Jimmy no matter how bad it got he always had an unconditional emotions for her. When she calmed down he stared into the bloodshot pools, that could barely stand to be open
“Jimmy I cant go to the game to night… the squad needs you could you leave me alone for now?”
“Are you…
“Yes yes I’m fine” she waved at him absentmindedly the paper in her hands
“What is that?”
“it’s a letter, Ill see you later” She turned her back to him completely
“Really!” it had been so long since he had seen the loveable oaf , it some how explained the reappearance of Edd. “Good news?”
“You dumb-ass! You think if it was good news I would be crying!?” Her words fell on him like raindrops pelting him gently at first, but slowly turned into a down pour.
“Is he sick? Not coming home? What happened to him?” His inquiry had pushed her over the edge
“I DON’T KNOW YOU MORON, BUT I CAN TELL YOU HE’S DEAD…he’s dead …dead” Jimmy yanked the paper from her grasp his eyes scanning over the words while she weakly pounded his chest demanding her letter back.
“Sarah… Sarah” grabbing her he shuck her out of her skin “It doesn’t say he’s dead,
“There’s blood!”
“It could have been a cut! He’s going to come back!
“Then he would have with Edd and EDDY AND HE WOULD HAVE CAME BACK A LONG TIME AGO”
“Sarah I have to admit your brother is not the brightest bulb in the bunch but I know he, knows when danger is around …
“Exactly!” she interrupted him “He would have fled, he would have came back” her hysterics died
“You know he cared so much about you and vise vers…” A hot sting across the cheeks stopped him mid word his face throbbed with pain but her eyes thundered with anger “You have no right to talk about me and my brothers relationship, he was more loyal and more kind to me then you ever where! He may have been smelly, a dreamer and a bit of a retarded oaf, HE was blood, he was love, more then you will ever be!” She pushed him off of her
“Sarah look I‘m sorry please forgive me” She knew he really had her best interest at heart but they weren’t children anymore.
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder Jimmy, your … your going to miss the game please go” He decided it was best to get some answers out of Edd. It was clear that Sarah knew nothing of what happen that long time ago, and if he was to kept it that way, he would have to get to the feeble boy first. He had already caused Sarah grief as of late if she found out that he might be the reason for her brothers death… no disappearance then. She would shun him and he would die with out his light.
Edd had dropped the groceries off at Kevin’s, stole his cleaning supplies and marched back to his original home with the intent of cleaning his house. To the Germs he looked like the scientist from ET. “Where should I start?” A wave of nostalgic thought lead him upstairs. As he stepped inside his foot crunched over a pile of letters addressed to the master of the house, the latest one was over 3 years approximately the date that Kevin had told him his parents never came back. “Um. Curious why the bank has not found a new tenant for the house.” Logic would have told anyone that the property has been foreclosed, the mail was any indentation of what was going on then the taxes had not been paid in over three years.
He trudged upstairs finding a Pompeii of sticky notes in the hallways. Rather then heading for his usual sanctuary he creaked opened the door of his parents.
Since he had never seen it before he was kidnapped he wasn’t sure if it had originally looked like what he was seeing now.
Each footstep he took the ground was soft and never stable, The fabric beneath him caused flurries of dust to erupt in his face making go into fits of sneezing. He reached the vanity, through the dust he saw his mother, reflecting in thought something she rarely had time to do. Her mouth carried a soft mournful smile. Edd blinked and the illusion was gone, clouded in the reality of the sticky notes jutting off the glass. They all had the same name written on them, the top layer seemed deranged and was littered with sentences such as Were we bad parents, Edward? Was it the Sticky notes? We could have talked about it, we should have, we loved you… but never wrote it did we? The writing switched from his mothers to his fathers No dear, we never said it that was the end of that. Edd chuckled to himself even in the last sticky notes you never said it. He wanted to say, but he commenced in wiping the window chanting “Messy, messy, messy. “
It was some time later Kevin made his way into the forlorn household. When the boy cleaned he cleaned. Kevin managed to complement him by letting out an impressed whistle. He gave himself a tour about the downstairs. It wasn’t much different then his home except for the placing of things on the opposite side thank you Eisenhower. He made his way you stairs and as expected the bath room was in in almost in the same spot. Say for the furnishings it felt like home to him. He found what was usually his room thinking that it must have been Edds he gently turned the knob intending on surprising the boy relieving him of his cleaning to eat. He paused in the door frame to the sight of room. Everything made of cloth was either the color of black or shades of it. Nothing was to be considered white. Behind a huge king-size bed there were two windows each a painting of the setting sun outside. Upon the ledge of the one close to an antique vanity sat Edd. A ghostly smile, defied gravity, his eyes were red having no more water to give and a smoky ring drew its self around his them, he shut them leisurely. He had his head pressed against the cool glass over looking the neighborhood.
“You really should knock” he uttered tiredly with out even lifting his head.
“You should come to dinner, you’ve been cleaning all day?” The last part was meant to be a question but he didn’t get a reply, Kevin advanced into the sanctum. “Edd? Did you hear me?” His friend made no motion what so ever
“I could have kept on running” he concluded “I should have
“What’s wrong?” Kevin found himself leaning over the other side of the window blocking what was left of the light. There was a long drawn out sigh. Some times he was to easy to read.
“My parents went looking for me…”
“That’s natural why the long face?”
“They might have died believing they were horrible parents
“Who says they were dead?”
“Come now, 3 years and no one has seen them”
“quit being such a pessimist “
“I have nothing here, I should leave and not cause anymore trouble”
“When did this thinking come around?” Edd had stopped listening to any reason that Kevin was trying to talk into him. He thought it better to just let him rant. So he kept his mouth quiet.
“Before The Ed’s and I made our first escape attempt, we wrote letters to our families, We, sent one off each time we tried to escape. It got to the point where we weren’t allowed paper or pencil or to be allowed anywhere near paper” He sighed “I gave Sarah the last letter that Ed wore and I delivered the one that Eddy wrote… “ he paused and seemingly added unconsciously “3 years ago”
“Wait when was the last time you saw Eddy?”
In that one little question opened the flood gates of Edd conscience. He became more animated nearly leaping off the window ledge. “When we made our last escape attempt before Ed died, um” he ran his head through his hair “ we decided they wouldn’t catch us if we went separate ways because all the times before they caught us”
“Who?”
“The masters, well, we decided to branch out we would run together then one of us would veer off in a direction then another then the last would keep going straight to the city and we were going to meet up and tell, that’s the important part we thought telling people and they would be in jail for all the horrible things they did but … “ He slumped against the window again. “ I made it to the police, they were already there… they clammed me as their runnaway child and that I was always smart and resourceful to come to the police for directions to my dead beat father whom forces me to love him” He uttered the words as if he was in a trance. “And she lifted my shirt to show him the bruses my father gave me… and she said I was lying and started having an hystrical fit … “ he bit his bottom lip “And then we caught Ed before he even walked in the door.”
“And what happened to Eddy?”
Double D couldn’t bring himself to reply
“If hes alive and didn’t come back to help you guys Im going to hunt down that no good…
“NO! don’t … don’t speak bad about him… he tried he really tried.” The tears had returned and so had the choking snot that clogged the mouth with people cried, he was now at the hiccupping stage. “Hes dead”
“What him too?”
“Yes and he took Mae with him” Edd sat on the ledge curling up into a ball “yes he look one of them with him but not the ring leader, when her mother died she took over, and she was by far the worse, and the clients she serviced were horried”
“Customers? Serviced? What where you guys doing?”
“OH A SMART doctor to be like yourself couldn’t tell?” Edds mourning was turning into anger
“Look Doctors go by what patients tell them whats wrong, and from what I’ve heard, your suffering from depression, I mean you lost parents and two friends, if you want an accurate diagnostics other then suicidal possibly a lunitic I need to know what really happened other wise we might be having our little arguments with you on the other side of a white jacket.
“Maybe I might be better off locked up, at least they wouldn’t be able to get to me.”
“The surving Kanker sisters?”
“Yes them, How can I start over with the constant threat of them lingering over my head?”
“I will stop them, I will protect you” Kevin offered him a resuring smile and all he got in return was this
“That’s what Eddy said”
“THAT’S IT! That’s It” Kevin flung his arms about him marching to the door “You are not leaving this fucking room until you tell me what they did you, and your friends” He locked the door folding his arms about his chest as he made his way back to Edd leaning over him pushed him down unto the ledge “So have a Seat Double Dork, because I want the unabridged version
( Authors Note: Yeah thats what Eddy said... sorry its mainly converstation, so orignally it was going to be Lee that died but for the plot I have in mind we need the powerhouse Kanker, and the one thats soft for Double D. If you cant tell where is story is heading I cant help but, but know this Eddy died of a Car accident it will become clear towards the end why and how. Hope you like it this is the longest fanfiction I've ever writen. Stay tune for a bumpy ride folks because its about to get ruff. )
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