Post by sasha1984 on Dec 15, 2010 7:55:15 GMT -7
ICarly Fanfiction:
Scene Song: Too Bad—NickelBack
Spencer had walked in the house after coming from another one of his many art shows. His eyes looked up and saw what he couldn’t believe. His father was in the kitchen?? With Carly and Freddie and Sam?? Spencer threw his jacket down on the floor and walked over into the kitchen and crosses his arms and looked at his non-existent father with anger. Carly looked at Spencer and smiled.
Carly: Spencer, look! Dad’s back!
Carly and Spencer’s dad walked over to Spencer and smiled.
Dad: Hey son.
Spencer: (coldly) Father. What are you coming back to stay or are you just doing your ten year check up on us.
Carly: (scolding) Spencer!
Dad: (laughs) No it’s alright Carly. (sighs) Spencer, I know you’re upset but come on. You know I had work. But I’m here to stay now, if you and Carly will have me.
Spencer: (coldly) No.
Carly: (Walks over and steps in between him and their dad and lightly hits Spencer’s arm) Spencer STOP it. (looks at their father) Sure dad, of course we’ll have you. We love you. (looks at Freddie) Freddie, could you show dad the room that’s empty upstairs?
Freddie: (nods while looking at Spencer who looks beyond upset) Sure, come on Mr. Shay.
Freddie and “dad” walks out the kitchen but not before “dad” touches Spencer’s arm and smiles amusingly.
Dad: I love you son.
Spencer: (pushes his dad away roughly and says coldly) DON’T touch me.
Carly looks at Spencer with anger. “Dad” scoffs and shakes his head and walks away with a smile with Freddie leading him upstairs.
Carly: Spencer, why do you have to be like that to him? He’s trying to make amends. He’s still our dad.
Spencer: Really? Really Carly? Because I seem to remember that’s the same man who beat the CRAP out of our mother and then ran instead of facing the music! It’s the SAME man who cheated on mom while she was out working LONG hours to try to support us all! The same “father” who only calls from time to time, not out of concern but just to see if we’re still alive. You mean THAT dad, Carly?
Sam: (smirks) Wow, sounds a lot like my mom, only she looks good in lipstick…your dad in lipstick? No. (laughs)
Spencer: (yells) This ISN’T FUNNY SAM!
Carly: Spencer! Stop it! Why are you getting angry with Sam? Look at you, you’re all upset, come on, calm down.
Sam: (looks a bit offended) Yeah I was only joking…sorry.
Spencer sighs and looks down with guilt.
Spencer: I—I’m sorry Sam. But—but this isn’t a joke, alright? Our father being here is only bad news. I KNOW him Carly. You were still a child when he was here doing his dirt. He’s NO GOOD.
Carly: (looks at him with disgust) I’m DONE talking about this. If you don’t want to accept him, FINE. That’s you, but he is still MY father, and I want him to stay here and he WILL.
Carly quickly runs out the kitchen past Spencer and up the stairs. Spencer sighs with frustration.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Spencer walked into the kitchen and saw his dad was in there cooking while Carly and Sam were on the sofa in the living room watching television. Spencer sighed with frustration and turned and walked out. Dad walked to him quickly and grabbed his arm.
Dad: Come on, come on now son. Talk to me, please.
Spencer (yanked his arm away from him and looked with coldness at him): For what? What will you do if I don’t? Slap me across the kitchen again like you did last time you were here?
Dad: (looks down with fake guilt and tears and says through fake tears) Spencer, I—I’m sorry. I—I am really trying to make amends here, that’s why I came back. I—I um—(stops and wipes tears that weren’t even there away) I have Cancer son and I’m try—I would like to make amends with you and Carly. Please give me a second chance son.
Spencer sighed and looked down in quiet thought. Spencer wasn’t one to give in easily but for some reason his father always had this way of tugging at his heart strings. Spencer looked up at him and hugged him quickly and briefly.
Spencer: What—(sighs with a raised eyebrow) what are you cooking for dinner in here anyway?
Dad smiles and takes Spencer’s hand and leads him in the kitchen and over to the stove.
Dad: My famous homemade Spaghetti with garlic. (smiles and laughs)
Spencer: (scoffs and smiles a bit) Yeah I remember that…all good but all pain for Carly. She could never take the garlic. (He and dad laugh)
Dad: (looks at Spencer) I—I’ve missed you son, and I—I know I’ve hurt you before, emotionally and physically but I swear I’ve changed. I—I just need to stay here and find a job and get myself settled and be a family with you and Carly.
Spencer: (sighs and goes to the fridge and gets out a can soda and opens it and takes a few sips) Well, they’re hiring at the mall at the Sharpee Style store (READERS: imaginary store name I know, lol).
Dad: (looks at Spencer with a raised eyebrow) Really? Oh—alright, yeah I know that store, well maybe tomorrow I’ll go down and apply then. (hugs Spencer) Thanks Spencer. I—I love you son.
Spencer looks at him and frowns a bit, wondering how should he respond to that. Spencer hugged him back—longer than he did the first time he hugged him.
Spencer: I love you too dad. I’m sorry about before, and if you’re really wanting to make a change here, then I’ll help you. Alright?
Spencer let go of dad in the hug and smiled briefly. Dad smiled and patted Spencer on the back and laughed.
Steven: That’s my boy.
Steven laughs and walks out the kitchen.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Scene Song: Sweet Dreams—Annie Lennox
It was about one in the morning and Spencer couldn’t sleep, he barely touched his dinner during dinner time and so he drudgingly crept out his room and into the kitchen for food and as he piled a little bit of left over spaghetti into a small bowl and put it into the microwave, he heard footsteps. He heard them lightly though. There Steven was walking into the kitchen and it appeared he was a bit drunk—Spencer could always tell by Steven’s eyes and Steven’s eyes were red and glassy. Spencer swallowed hard with a bit of trepidation, although he knew he really shouldn’t have because unlike before, Spencer was a grown man now, not some kid. But still his father was much taller and bigger in weight than he was and there was still something about Steven that Spencer feared. Steven stood in the entranceway of the kitchen and looked with anger at Spencer.
Steven: Spencer didn’t I tell you I didn’t want ANYONE in the kitchen AFTER MIDNIGHT?! Do you think that rule just ENDED without me knowing about it!
Spencer sighed and took his bowl out of the microwave after it had been done cooking and sat the bowl on the table and looked at him.
Spencer: No…dad, look I was hungry alright? I didn’t really eat at dinner time, so I figured I’d do it now. I have to keep myself strong since I’m the (yells with his usual quirky loud and happy self) ARTIST of the family! (laughs happily)
Steven looks at him with anger and with a cold look. He walks over to Spencer and snatches the bowl from him angrily.
Steven: Kitchen is CLOSED. You should have eaten earlier. You didn’t, that’s your fault.
Spencer looked at Steven with a “what the hell” look and scoffed.
Spencer: Dad, look, I’m not ten or eleven anymore. I’m one year away from being thirty and if I want something in the middle of the night, (snatches the bowl from his father) I CAN HAVE IT. (fakes a brief laugh)
Spencer goes and walks to the table in the kitchen and Steven looks at Spencer with rage. Steven pushes Spencer roughly.
Steven: You think you’re so tough don’t you? Why because you’re a man now? You think you’re a man now Spencer? Hmm?
Steven pushes Spencer again and again and as Spencer sighs with frustration and ignores it and sits down at the table with the bowl, Steven grabs Spencer’s arm and yanks him up to his feet with violent force. Spencer yanks away from him quickly.
Spencer: (yells) What the HEL—(stops and sighs with anger) Dad, I’m NOT a child anymore, you can NOT tell me what to do anymore!
Steven: (looks at Spencer with anger and scoffs and smiles bitterly) Really?
Steven turns to leave but then turns back around and violently back slaps Spencer so hard, it makes him fall to the floor and his nose trickle with a bit of blood. Steven laughs and as Spencer tries to get up, Steven kicks him back down to the floor.
Steven: You think you’re SO tough! Because—because you RAISED Carly and you are some artist with a house full of junk! You’re—you’re nothing! Just like your mother!
Spencer manages to get up to his knees but then Steven kicks him in the back down to the floor.
Steven: DID I TELL YOU TO GET UP YET?! (Steven starts kicking Spencer in the abdomen repeatedly, until Spencer starts holding his abdomen and is trying to crawl away slowly from his father.)
Steven kneels down beside Spencer and pulls his head up by the hair and whispers in his ear.
Steven: Now when I tell you no one in my kitchen after midnight, I MEAN IT! I’m back home now and now I’M IN CHARGE!
Steven throws Spencer’s head down to the floor and storms out the kitchen.
Spencer sits up slowly on the floor and wipes the little bit of blood from his nose and his eyes fills with tears. He wanted to cry but didn’t because he was too much of an older adult to do so. He slowly got up from the floor and limped out the kitchen, leaving his bowl of food on the table. Suddenly he just wasn’t hungry anymore. He limped into his bedroom and lied down in his bed and as tears streamed from his eyes and he held his stomach in a bit of pain from the kicks, he felt that same anguish and fear that he had as a child from his father. He fought extremely hard to fight back tears and crying, although the tears were already constantly streaming from his eyes.
THE NEXT MORNING:
Spencer walked into the kitchen and his heart jumped a bit when he saw Steven in there, sitting at the table with Carly eating cereal. Spencer walks in the kitchen and didn’t look at Steven at all. Spencer poured himself a cup of coffee and sat at the far end of the table and looked down at his cup in a bit of a depressed daze while blinking heavily. He looked to be in a mixture of anger and sadness. Carly, who was engaged in conversation with Steven, stopped and smiled and looked at Spencer.
Carly: Hey Spencer, you’re quiet over there.
Spencer: (shrugs and says in a low cold tone, while still staring down at his coffee) So? So what?
Carly’s smile fades.
Carly: What’s wrong with you?
Spencer felt light tears of anger burning his eyes but he blinked them back repeatedly. He put on a look of complete anger and ignored Carly’s question.
Spencer: (coldly in a low tone) NOTHING. Leave me alone.
Steven: Spencer, you’re being rude—apologize.
Spencer: (says under his breath) Complete loser.
Steven: (says in a firm angry tone) WHAT WAS THAT?!
Carly looked at both Spencer and Steven with worry.
Carly: Um, dad, Spencer didn’t say anything, he—he just probably had a bad night.
Steven: SO WHAT? Spencer, apologize—NOW.
Spencer scoffs and pushes his coffee cup across the table with force and gets up from the table to walk away and Steven rushes over to him and grabs his arm and yanks Spencer to him. And Spencer yanks away quickly and moves away from him and looks down at the floor with a small slight of emotional anger.
Carly stands up quickly and steps in between Steven and Spencer and looks at them both with worry.
Carly: Dad, just let it go—please?
Steven: (says between clenched angry teeth) Fine. Get out of my sight—SPENCER.
Spencer quickly walks away with anger towards his bedroom.
LATER:
Steven walks into Spencer’s room and sees Spencer painting at his easel some dark red artwork, Spencer’s back is turned to Steven. Steven sits down on the bed and stares at Spencer.
Steven: Spencer, I—I’m sorry about last night. Its proof I shouldn’t drink.
Spencer: (still with his back turned to Steven) Yeah? Where have I heard that before?
Steven: (laughs a bit) Ouch, I deserved that. Look, I promise I won’t hit you anymore. I shouldn’t have. You’re not a child anymore, I KNOW that. You’re a man now. Please Spencer, I apologize, ok?
Steven gets up and walks up to Spencer and hugs him from behind. Spencer sighs and stops painting for a moment and lightly hugs Steven back for a brief moment.
Spencer: (low voice) Alright. Alright.
Steven smiles and lets go of Spencer and walks to the door of the room. Before Steven walks out, he looks back at Spencer.
Steven: I love you son. I hope you know that.
Spencer: (takes a long time to answer but then sighs and responds in a low voice) Yeah, um—I—I love you too, dad.
Steven scoffs and smiles and walks out the room. Spencer continues painting with the red and black paint he was using. He didn’t know what to think about his father’s “apology” but all it made him think of was the years before when his father was on the scene, so many hits, kicks and punches his father gave him and so many apologies he heard his father give…nothing ever changed…
Scene Song: Broken Home—Papa Roach
A DAY LATER:
Carly, Sam and Freddie and Steven had walked into the house one evening after Steven had taken them to the Air and Space Museum and then out for ice cream, and they had just all made a day out of it. However, Sam, Carly, and Freddie were about to be the sight seers of something that was about to be very bad and very violent.
When Sam, Carly and Freddie and Steven walked into the house, Steven looked around the house in shock. There are newspapaers almost all over the floor of the house. The kitchen counter is covered with paint cups and paintbrushes. There is an easel in the middle of the kitchen floor with paper stuck up on it with paint covered all on the paper. The living room table is covered with LONG, paper that was covered with paint. Spencer is nowhere in sight.
Steven: What in sam HECK happened here?!
Sam: It looks like my mother’s bedroom. (Freddie laughs)
Carly: Yeah welcome to the world of Spencer. (smiles) Probably working on his art work, he has a big artshow tomorrow.
Steven walks further into the living room and shakes his head and looks with anger.
Steven: Well this is UNACCEPTABLE. (yells) SPENCER! Get out here—NOW!
Spencer walked out of his bedroom into the living room with a smile.
Spencer: Oh hey guys. You’re back early. (points to his easel with the paper of art work on it and smiles) You like? I am indeed the next VINCENT VAN GOUGH! (laughs) Without the crappy hair though. (Carly laughs)
Steven walks to Spencer and looks at him with anger.
Steven: Spencer, this house looks like the scene of a Vietnam war scene! Now you clean this crap up NOW!
Spencer: (smile fades) But I’m not done yet, dad. When I’m done I will. I have to do my next piece for tomorrow, and then my masterpiece will be done!
Spencer laughs and walks away and Steven grabs Spencer’s arm violently and pulls him to him.
Steven: Spencer does my face look like I’m joking?
Spencer frowns with a “get real” look and yanks away from him and scoffs.
Spencer: (yells in his playful quirky self) LOOK—DAD, I’ll FINISH when I am DONE! Alright?! (Carly laughs)
Steven grabs Spencer’s arm again and pulls him HARDER to him.
Steven: No, you’ll FINISH NOW.
Carly looks at Steven with concern.
Carly: Dad, please. Spencer does this all the time. He’s an artist. He’ll clean it up when he’s done.
Spencer: Yeah, why are you so uptight—PAPA? (laughs)
Spencer’s laughing makes Steven even angrier and Steven grabs Spencer again and pushes him hard down on the sofa.
Carly: Dad!
Sam: (whispers to Freddie) Uh oh…lets um—stand by the door and watch shall we?
Freddie nods while looking at Steven and Carly and Spencer with a “huh?” look and both he and Sam go and stand by the door of the house.
Steven: Now clean this crap up—NOW SPENCER!
Spencer stands up and pushes Steven back with anger.
Spencer: No! I—I’m sick of this! You can’t keep putting your hands on me anymore dad! I’m not some kid anymore!
Steven: (steps up in Spencer’s face and looks angrily at him) YEAH? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF I DO?!
Carly: (steps in front of Steven and looks with fear) Dad, please don’t do this again. Spencer, please, just go to your room or something, alright?
Spencer scoffs and shakes his head at Steven and turns to walk away and Steven grabs his arm.
Steven: I am NOT done with you yet!
Spencer turns and pushes him away hard with anger.
Spencer: YES you are!
Steven punches Spencer square in the face, knocking him down on the sofa. Carly screams with panic.
Steven begins punching Spencer while Spencer is down on the sofa, punching him in the face and body and as Spencer begins fighting back, a fist fight ensues between them two.
Carly (tries to pull Steven off Spencer): Dad stop!
Carly looks at Sam and Freddie with panic.
Carly: Guys help me!
Sam and Freddie run over to Spencer and Steven and help Carly try to pull them apart. Carly grabs Steven’s arm and with Sam and Freddie grabbing at Steven’s arm too, they are able to pull Steven off and away from Spencer.
Steven: You a loser Spencer! Always have been and always will be!
Spencer gets up off the sofa, his face looking very red and bruised, his lower lip and nose a bit bloody. He looks at Carly and Steven and the others with teary eyes.
Spencer: (yells with anger) That’s it! I’m done! I’m done with you! STEVEN!
Spencer storms out of the living room and Carly grabs his arm.
Carly: Wait, Spencer, don’t—(Spencer cuts in)
Spencer: (yells through angry tears) NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!
Spencer walks away into his bedroom. Carly sits down on the sofa and sighs loudly with a horrified look.
LATER:
Scene Song: It’s Been A While—Staind
Carly walks into Spencer’s room and sees him lying on his bed on his side. Carly goes and sits in front of him and sees him looking down at the floor in a daze, his eyes red from apparently crying. His face still bruised, his left eye a bit blackened. Carly takes his hand and holds it.
Carly: Spencer, I’m—I’m so sorry.
Spencer sits up on the bed and looks down on the floor and tears fill his eyes. He looks emotionally broken.
Spencer: (low almost shaky voice) Get out Carly.
Carly (frowns with confusion): What?
Spencer: (low almost shaky voice) Get out Carly. I—I don’t want to talk about this—or—or about anything, just—GET OUT.
Carly: Spencer, I—(he cuts in)
Spencer: (through a tearful voice as tears stream) GET OUT!
Carly jumps at his loud angry voice and quickly gets up off the bed and leaves out the room.
Spencer looks down at the floor and breaks into severe tears. He didn’t know what to do, what to say, what to think. He felt like that little boy that his father left years before—alone, depressed and damaged—emotionally, mentally and physically, in a world of pain—all over again.
Scene Song: Too Bad—NickelBack
Spencer had walked in the house after coming from another one of his many art shows. His eyes looked up and saw what he couldn’t believe. His father was in the kitchen?? With Carly and Freddie and Sam?? Spencer threw his jacket down on the floor and walked over into the kitchen and crosses his arms and looked at his non-existent father with anger. Carly looked at Spencer and smiled.
Carly: Spencer, look! Dad’s back!
Carly and Spencer’s dad walked over to Spencer and smiled.
Dad: Hey son.
Spencer: (coldly) Father. What are you coming back to stay or are you just doing your ten year check up on us.
Carly: (scolding) Spencer!
Dad: (laughs) No it’s alright Carly. (sighs) Spencer, I know you’re upset but come on. You know I had work. But I’m here to stay now, if you and Carly will have me.
Spencer: (coldly) No.
Carly: (Walks over and steps in between him and their dad and lightly hits Spencer’s arm) Spencer STOP it. (looks at their father) Sure dad, of course we’ll have you. We love you. (looks at Freddie) Freddie, could you show dad the room that’s empty upstairs?
Freddie: (nods while looking at Spencer who looks beyond upset) Sure, come on Mr. Shay.
Freddie and “dad” walks out the kitchen but not before “dad” touches Spencer’s arm and smiles amusingly.
Dad: I love you son.
Spencer: (pushes his dad away roughly and says coldly) DON’T touch me.
Carly looks at Spencer with anger. “Dad” scoffs and shakes his head and walks away with a smile with Freddie leading him upstairs.
Carly: Spencer, why do you have to be like that to him? He’s trying to make amends. He’s still our dad.
Spencer: Really? Really Carly? Because I seem to remember that’s the same man who beat the CRAP out of our mother and then ran instead of facing the music! It’s the SAME man who cheated on mom while she was out working LONG hours to try to support us all! The same “father” who only calls from time to time, not out of concern but just to see if we’re still alive. You mean THAT dad, Carly?
Sam: (smirks) Wow, sounds a lot like my mom, only she looks good in lipstick…your dad in lipstick? No. (laughs)
Spencer: (yells) This ISN’T FUNNY SAM!
Carly: Spencer! Stop it! Why are you getting angry with Sam? Look at you, you’re all upset, come on, calm down.
Sam: (looks a bit offended) Yeah I was only joking…sorry.
Spencer sighs and looks down with guilt.
Spencer: I—I’m sorry Sam. But—but this isn’t a joke, alright? Our father being here is only bad news. I KNOW him Carly. You were still a child when he was here doing his dirt. He’s NO GOOD.
Carly: (looks at him with disgust) I’m DONE talking about this. If you don’t want to accept him, FINE. That’s you, but he is still MY father, and I want him to stay here and he WILL.
Carly quickly runs out the kitchen past Spencer and up the stairs. Spencer sighs with frustration.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Spencer walked into the kitchen and saw his dad was in there cooking while Carly and Sam were on the sofa in the living room watching television. Spencer sighed with frustration and turned and walked out. Dad walked to him quickly and grabbed his arm.
Dad: Come on, come on now son. Talk to me, please.
Spencer (yanked his arm away from him and looked with coldness at him): For what? What will you do if I don’t? Slap me across the kitchen again like you did last time you were here?
Dad: (looks down with fake guilt and tears and says through fake tears) Spencer, I—I’m sorry. I—I am really trying to make amends here, that’s why I came back. I—I um—(stops and wipes tears that weren’t even there away) I have Cancer son and I’m try—I would like to make amends with you and Carly. Please give me a second chance son.
Spencer sighed and looked down in quiet thought. Spencer wasn’t one to give in easily but for some reason his father always had this way of tugging at his heart strings. Spencer looked up at him and hugged him quickly and briefly.
Spencer: What—(sighs with a raised eyebrow) what are you cooking for dinner in here anyway?
Dad smiles and takes Spencer’s hand and leads him in the kitchen and over to the stove.
Dad: My famous homemade Spaghetti with garlic. (smiles and laughs)
Spencer: (scoffs and smiles a bit) Yeah I remember that…all good but all pain for Carly. She could never take the garlic. (He and dad laugh)
Dad: (looks at Spencer) I—I’ve missed you son, and I—I know I’ve hurt you before, emotionally and physically but I swear I’ve changed. I—I just need to stay here and find a job and get myself settled and be a family with you and Carly.
Spencer: (sighs and goes to the fridge and gets out a can soda and opens it and takes a few sips) Well, they’re hiring at the mall at the Sharpee Style store (READERS: imaginary store name I know, lol).
Dad: (looks at Spencer with a raised eyebrow) Really? Oh—alright, yeah I know that store, well maybe tomorrow I’ll go down and apply then. (hugs Spencer) Thanks Spencer. I—I love you son.
Spencer looks at him and frowns a bit, wondering how should he respond to that. Spencer hugged him back—longer than he did the first time he hugged him.
Spencer: I love you too dad. I’m sorry about before, and if you’re really wanting to make a change here, then I’ll help you. Alright?
Spencer let go of dad in the hug and smiled briefly. Dad smiled and patted Spencer on the back and laughed.
Steven: That’s my boy.
Steven laughs and walks out the kitchen.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
Scene Song: Sweet Dreams—Annie Lennox
It was about one in the morning and Spencer couldn’t sleep, he barely touched his dinner during dinner time and so he drudgingly crept out his room and into the kitchen for food and as he piled a little bit of left over spaghetti into a small bowl and put it into the microwave, he heard footsteps. He heard them lightly though. There Steven was walking into the kitchen and it appeared he was a bit drunk—Spencer could always tell by Steven’s eyes and Steven’s eyes were red and glassy. Spencer swallowed hard with a bit of trepidation, although he knew he really shouldn’t have because unlike before, Spencer was a grown man now, not some kid. But still his father was much taller and bigger in weight than he was and there was still something about Steven that Spencer feared. Steven stood in the entranceway of the kitchen and looked with anger at Spencer.
Steven: Spencer didn’t I tell you I didn’t want ANYONE in the kitchen AFTER MIDNIGHT?! Do you think that rule just ENDED without me knowing about it!
Spencer sighed and took his bowl out of the microwave after it had been done cooking and sat the bowl on the table and looked at him.
Spencer: No…dad, look I was hungry alright? I didn’t really eat at dinner time, so I figured I’d do it now. I have to keep myself strong since I’m the (yells with his usual quirky loud and happy self) ARTIST of the family! (laughs happily)
Steven looks at him with anger and with a cold look. He walks over to Spencer and snatches the bowl from him angrily.
Steven: Kitchen is CLOSED. You should have eaten earlier. You didn’t, that’s your fault.
Spencer looked at Steven with a “what the hell” look and scoffed.
Spencer: Dad, look, I’m not ten or eleven anymore. I’m one year away from being thirty and if I want something in the middle of the night, (snatches the bowl from his father) I CAN HAVE IT. (fakes a brief laugh)
Spencer goes and walks to the table in the kitchen and Steven looks at Spencer with rage. Steven pushes Spencer roughly.
Steven: You think you’re so tough don’t you? Why because you’re a man now? You think you’re a man now Spencer? Hmm?
Steven pushes Spencer again and again and as Spencer sighs with frustration and ignores it and sits down at the table with the bowl, Steven grabs Spencer’s arm and yanks him up to his feet with violent force. Spencer yanks away from him quickly.
Spencer: (yells) What the HEL—(stops and sighs with anger) Dad, I’m NOT a child anymore, you can NOT tell me what to do anymore!
Steven: (looks at Spencer with anger and scoffs and smiles bitterly) Really?
Steven turns to leave but then turns back around and violently back slaps Spencer so hard, it makes him fall to the floor and his nose trickle with a bit of blood. Steven laughs and as Spencer tries to get up, Steven kicks him back down to the floor.
Steven: You think you’re SO tough! Because—because you RAISED Carly and you are some artist with a house full of junk! You’re—you’re nothing! Just like your mother!
Spencer manages to get up to his knees but then Steven kicks him in the back down to the floor.
Steven: DID I TELL YOU TO GET UP YET?! (Steven starts kicking Spencer in the abdomen repeatedly, until Spencer starts holding his abdomen and is trying to crawl away slowly from his father.)
Steven kneels down beside Spencer and pulls his head up by the hair and whispers in his ear.
Steven: Now when I tell you no one in my kitchen after midnight, I MEAN IT! I’m back home now and now I’M IN CHARGE!
Steven throws Spencer’s head down to the floor and storms out the kitchen.
Spencer sits up slowly on the floor and wipes the little bit of blood from his nose and his eyes fills with tears. He wanted to cry but didn’t because he was too much of an older adult to do so. He slowly got up from the floor and limped out the kitchen, leaving his bowl of food on the table. Suddenly he just wasn’t hungry anymore. He limped into his bedroom and lied down in his bed and as tears streamed from his eyes and he held his stomach in a bit of pain from the kicks, he felt that same anguish and fear that he had as a child from his father. He fought extremely hard to fight back tears and crying, although the tears were already constantly streaming from his eyes.
THE NEXT MORNING:
Spencer walked into the kitchen and his heart jumped a bit when he saw Steven in there, sitting at the table with Carly eating cereal. Spencer walks in the kitchen and didn’t look at Steven at all. Spencer poured himself a cup of coffee and sat at the far end of the table and looked down at his cup in a bit of a depressed daze while blinking heavily. He looked to be in a mixture of anger and sadness. Carly, who was engaged in conversation with Steven, stopped and smiled and looked at Spencer.
Carly: Hey Spencer, you’re quiet over there.
Spencer: (shrugs and says in a low cold tone, while still staring down at his coffee) So? So what?
Carly’s smile fades.
Carly: What’s wrong with you?
Spencer felt light tears of anger burning his eyes but he blinked them back repeatedly. He put on a look of complete anger and ignored Carly’s question.
Spencer: (coldly in a low tone) NOTHING. Leave me alone.
Steven: Spencer, you’re being rude—apologize.
Spencer: (says under his breath) Complete loser.
Steven: (says in a firm angry tone) WHAT WAS THAT?!
Carly looked at both Spencer and Steven with worry.
Carly: Um, dad, Spencer didn’t say anything, he—he just probably had a bad night.
Steven: SO WHAT? Spencer, apologize—NOW.
Spencer scoffs and pushes his coffee cup across the table with force and gets up from the table to walk away and Steven rushes over to him and grabs his arm and yanks Spencer to him. And Spencer yanks away quickly and moves away from him and looks down at the floor with a small slight of emotional anger.
Carly stands up quickly and steps in between Steven and Spencer and looks at them both with worry.
Carly: Dad, just let it go—please?
Steven: (says between clenched angry teeth) Fine. Get out of my sight—SPENCER.
Spencer quickly walks away with anger towards his bedroom.
LATER:
Steven walks into Spencer’s room and sees Spencer painting at his easel some dark red artwork, Spencer’s back is turned to Steven. Steven sits down on the bed and stares at Spencer.
Steven: Spencer, I—I’m sorry about last night. Its proof I shouldn’t drink.
Spencer: (still with his back turned to Steven) Yeah? Where have I heard that before?
Steven: (laughs a bit) Ouch, I deserved that. Look, I promise I won’t hit you anymore. I shouldn’t have. You’re not a child anymore, I KNOW that. You’re a man now. Please Spencer, I apologize, ok?
Steven gets up and walks up to Spencer and hugs him from behind. Spencer sighs and stops painting for a moment and lightly hugs Steven back for a brief moment.
Spencer: (low voice) Alright. Alright.
Steven smiles and lets go of Spencer and walks to the door of the room. Before Steven walks out, he looks back at Spencer.
Steven: I love you son. I hope you know that.
Spencer: (takes a long time to answer but then sighs and responds in a low voice) Yeah, um—I—I love you too, dad.
Steven scoffs and smiles and walks out the room. Spencer continues painting with the red and black paint he was using. He didn’t know what to think about his father’s “apology” but all it made him think of was the years before when his father was on the scene, so many hits, kicks and punches his father gave him and so many apologies he heard his father give…nothing ever changed…
Scene Song: Broken Home—Papa Roach
A DAY LATER:
Carly, Sam and Freddie and Steven had walked into the house one evening after Steven had taken them to the Air and Space Museum and then out for ice cream, and they had just all made a day out of it. However, Sam, Carly, and Freddie were about to be the sight seers of something that was about to be very bad and very violent.
When Sam, Carly and Freddie and Steven walked into the house, Steven looked around the house in shock. There are newspapaers almost all over the floor of the house. The kitchen counter is covered with paint cups and paintbrushes. There is an easel in the middle of the kitchen floor with paper stuck up on it with paint covered all on the paper. The living room table is covered with LONG, paper that was covered with paint. Spencer is nowhere in sight.
Steven: What in sam HECK happened here?!
Sam: It looks like my mother’s bedroom. (Freddie laughs)
Carly: Yeah welcome to the world of Spencer. (smiles) Probably working on his art work, he has a big artshow tomorrow.
Steven walks further into the living room and shakes his head and looks with anger.
Steven: Well this is UNACCEPTABLE. (yells) SPENCER! Get out here—NOW!
Spencer walked out of his bedroom into the living room with a smile.
Spencer: Oh hey guys. You’re back early. (points to his easel with the paper of art work on it and smiles) You like? I am indeed the next VINCENT VAN GOUGH! (laughs) Without the crappy hair though. (Carly laughs)
Steven walks to Spencer and looks at him with anger.
Steven: Spencer, this house looks like the scene of a Vietnam war scene! Now you clean this crap up NOW!
Spencer: (smile fades) But I’m not done yet, dad. When I’m done I will. I have to do my next piece for tomorrow, and then my masterpiece will be done!
Spencer laughs and walks away and Steven grabs Spencer’s arm violently and pulls him to him.
Steven: Spencer does my face look like I’m joking?
Spencer frowns with a “get real” look and yanks away from him and scoffs.
Spencer: (yells in his playful quirky self) LOOK—DAD, I’ll FINISH when I am DONE! Alright?! (Carly laughs)
Steven grabs Spencer’s arm again and pulls him HARDER to him.
Steven: No, you’ll FINISH NOW.
Carly looks at Steven with concern.
Carly: Dad, please. Spencer does this all the time. He’s an artist. He’ll clean it up when he’s done.
Spencer: Yeah, why are you so uptight—PAPA? (laughs)
Spencer’s laughing makes Steven even angrier and Steven grabs Spencer again and pushes him hard down on the sofa.
Carly: Dad!
Sam: (whispers to Freddie) Uh oh…lets um—stand by the door and watch shall we?
Freddie nods while looking at Steven and Carly and Spencer with a “huh?” look and both he and Sam go and stand by the door of the house.
Steven: Now clean this crap up—NOW SPENCER!
Spencer stands up and pushes Steven back with anger.
Spencer: No! I—I’m sick of this! You can’t keep putting your hands on me anymore dad! I’m not some kid anymore!
Steven: (steps up in Spencer’s face and looks angrily at him) YEAH? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF I DO?!
Carly: (steps in front of Steven and looks with fear) Dad, please don’t do this again. Spencer, please, just go to your room or something, alright?
Spencer scoffs and shakes his head at Steven and turns to walk away and Steven grabs his arm.
Steven: I am NOT done with you yet!
Spencer turns and pushes him away hard with anger.
Spencer: YES you are!
Steven punches Spencer square in the face, knocking him down on the sofa. Carly screams with panic.
Steven begins punching Spencer while Spencer is down on the sofa, punching him in the face and body and as Spencer begins fighting back, a fist fight ensues between them two.
Carly (tries to pull Steven off Spencer): Dad stop!
Carly looks at Sam and Freddie with panic.
Carly: Guys help me!
Sam and Freddie run over to Spencer and Steven and help Carly try to pull them apart. Carly grabs Steven’s arm and with Sam and Freddie grabbing at Steven’s arm too, they are able to pull Steven off and away from Spencer.
Steven: You a loser Spencer! Always have been and always will be!
Spencer gets up off the sofa, his face looking very red and bruised, his lower lip and nose a bit bloody. He looks at Carly and Steven and the others with teary eyes.
Spencer: (yells with anger) That’s it! I’m done! I’m done with you! STEVEN!
Spencer storms out of the living room and Carly grabs his arm.
Carly: Wait, Spencer, don’t—(Spencer cuts in)
Spencer: (yells through angry tears) NO! LEAVE ME ALONE!
Spencer walks away into his bedroom. Carly sits down on the sofa and sighs loudly with a horrified look.
LATER:
Scene Song: It’s Been A While—Staind
Carly walks into Spencer’s room and sees him lying on his bed on his side. Carly goes and sits in front of him and sees him looking down at the floor in a daze, his eyes red from apparently crying. His face still bruised, his left eye a bit blackened. Carly takes his hand and holds it.
Carly: Spencer, I’m—I’m so sorry.
Spencer sits up on the bed and looks down on the floor and tears fill his eyes. He looks emotionally broken.
Spencer: (low almost shaky voice) Get out Carly.
Carly (frowns with confusion): What?
Spencer: (low almost shaky voice) Get out Carly. I—I don’t want to talk about this—or—or about anything, just—GET OUT.
Carly: Spencer, I—(he cuts in)
Spencer: (through a tearful voice as tears stream) GET OUT!
Carly jumps at his loud angry voice and quickly gets up off the bed and leaves out the room.
Spencer looks down at the floor and breaks into severe tears. He didn’t know what to do, what to say, what to think. He felt like that little boy that his father left years before—alone, depressed and damaged—emotionally, mentally and physically, in a world of pain—all over again.