Rules are Meant to be Broken (Private)

[Mana-Kun]

Lucas walked into his house, in some rather nice formal wear, spiffy and clean, all brushed up looking nice. He had just got out of court for the divorce and gained custody of his son. It was a harsh time, the reason why they divorced, a rather secretive thing he hid deep away from his son. He was actually cheating on her, with well another man. His wife was furious, and things led to the divorce, but some how he got custody of his son, which lately hasnt been paying any attention to him, or listening to him at all. Lucas turned to look at his son who exited the car. "what do you want for supper?" he asked nicely.

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Logan grabbed his bag from the back seat and exited the car. He had just watched as his parents separate before his eyes, and realized that he wasn't going to see his Mom for a very long time. How was he supposed to go from a full parental unit to only one parent?! Didn't they ever think of him? He heard his Dad ask a question, but he could care less what he said. He just slammed the car door and headed into the house.

He grabbed his keys from his pocket and opened the door, kicking it open and heading to his room. Once inside, he locked the door and threw his bag on his bed. He stripped, revealing his nicely toned body to the mirror. He threw on a white wifebeater and a pair of blue boxers. Sitting on his bed, he stared at an old photo of himself with his Mom and Dad. Anger boiled within him as he continued to stare. Things would never be like that again! "Aaagghh!!" He screamed as he whipped the frame across the room, hearing the glass shatter against the wall.

He missed his mom so much.

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Lucas looked at his son as he stormed by. He knew his son was very troubled but there wasn't much he could do about it. Its not like he could take back what he did or anything, what was done was done. He turned to his son and smiled, "anything you want for supper???" He asked gently before getting bypassed which was an annoyance. Lucas growled as his son slammed his door and locked it. He gave a rather low grumble before cooking some eggs and bacom. The scents filled the air and the sounds bounced off the walls until Lucas removed it from the stove. "Suppers ready!" He had his appron on, his shirt off so he could cook safely. Soon he had enough of his sons cruelness and ignoring him. He walked up stairs to the boys bedroom and kicked open the door. "Go. Eat. Or I won't let you have a door."

Logan stared as his dad kicked open his door, breaking the lock. "What the fuck dad?!" Logan shouted. He heard his dad threaten him with the removal of his door. "Like I care if I have a stupid door. Take it down for all I care! It's not like you care about my well being at all!" Logan yelled as he brushed past his dad, pushing him into the door.

He went down the stairs and grabbed his craptacular supper of eggs and bacon. What the hell was wrong with his dad? Why the fuck was he making breakfast for supper? He grabbed a piece of bacon off of his plate and headed into the living room, turning on the TV to watch UFC. Ever since his parents started fighting, he had gotten into UFC. There was something about watching two dudes fight, that raw aggression that resonated with him.

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Lucas looked at his son as he snapped. He was absolutely stunned by the fact, couldn't move, just pure and utter shock. His face went dark as he looked down in some shame, he knew he hurt his son, but not this much. Lucas couldnt believe his son was so angry, and it angered him that he really didnt care about the door. A door was for privacy not for isolating yourself away from something. He grumbled lightly. "No.....that's not true......." he said quietly as his son passed him to go eat. Lucas looked at the door and put it back on the door frame fixing it to it prime with what it had, tommarow he would fix it more.

Lucas walked down stairs silently, he looked at his plate, he wasnt hungry anymore, he didnt want to eat now, he was just rather hurt inside. His feet carried him off behind his son as he turned on the Tv to watch some UFC. Lucas didnt care that his son liked UFC, it was rather fascinating, the injuries, the blood, it was all rather amusing to see, maybe more because he was once in it, but it was kept secret from his son. It was how him and his divorced wife meet. He turned and sat down beside his son with a small smile. "So.......you like this stuff? Any style you like the most at all?" his father asked with a smile. He himself was kickboxing, and judo, but he gave that up no longer able to do the things he did due to all his broken and now weakened bones.

Logan felt annoyed that his dad interrupting his peaceful time once more. Why couldn't he just let him be?! He brushed off the question and continued to watch. He loved watching people getting the shit beat out of them. It was only recently that Logan had begun to learn how to fight. Of course, his parent's didn't know. They would probably freak out and lecture him about turning the other cheek. Fuck the other cheek! People who need to get the shit beat out of them deserve to get fucked up!

He could feel the anger boil up in him once more. He gripped the seat cushion firmly as he turned his head to see his dad still there, with that fucking smile on his face. "Of course I like this stuff! What kind of a dumb question is that?" He looked back at the tv. "See, you know nothing about me." Logan muttered under his breath. He really wanted to be with his mom right now, not his useless dad. He looked back at him in disgust. He had all those muscles, but all he was was a big fucking pussy.

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Lucas turned his head to his son that clenched the couch cusion. He gave a sigh, his son was definatly was pissed at him. He received no answer, it was upsettimg to know his son more than likely wanted to be with his mother more than likely. He whined before he looked at his son hearing he liked the show. It worried him, he didn't want his son to end up battered and beat him. Its not that he wasn't strong enough bec0uase he was. Lucas just wanted his son to be healthy. Lucas looked at his son "I have to tell you something. And it's the reason why I'd prefer you to not to go in the ufc." Lucas stated before sitting down beside his son. " Believe more or not your old man was once a very famous ufc fighter. But after my many fights my bones were so damaged I wasn't allowed to fight anymore, more than 10precent of my bones is metal from all the repairs. But my last fight shatter my knee cap and brok 3 knuckles, I was instetly took away to the hospital, but after a week of being in their you were born." Lucas said seriously.

Logan looked at his dad who started to talk in that annoying voice of his. He listened in as he told him that he was part of the UFC once. Logan didn't buy any of it. Sure, it would explain why he was so muscular, but there was no way someone as soft as his dad could have been part of the bloodsport that was UFC. Logan shifted down the sofa as his dad sat next to him. He could sense the seriousness in his dad's voice, but Logan just didn't care what his dad had to say. His dad had failed at doing everything, so his advice meant nothing to Logan. Failed at being a husband. Failed at being a father, and now apparently failed at being a UFC fighter.

Logan stood up, the anger surging through his body as his dad finished his story. How dare he try to tell Logan what to do?! He never cared before, if he did, why would he have broken up with his mom?! Now, he was trying to stop him from fighting?! Fuck that shit. "Stop your fucking lying!" Logan shouted at his dad. "There's no way a pussy like you could ever be a fighter! Those are real men fighting!" Logan pointed at the television. "You...You're barely even a father!" Tears began to well in his eyes. Logan had no idea why he was crying, he just knew that he had to right now. "How can you be man if you can't even be a father?!" Logan asked. He stood there, immobilized by the intensity of his emotions, tears falling down his face, his fists clenched so hard that he was starting to lose feeling in his fingers.

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Lucas whined, he knew his son would think that. He stared down at the ground, he gently clenched his fists, his son didn't believe him, or didn't accept his advice. He cried lightly, it hurt, the words hurt like hell, he knew his son hated him, but to lie about something like that. Lucas's fists started to bruise as he clenched tightly. He slowly walked up to his son and gave him a swift backfist. " WHY THE FUCK WOULD I LIE ABOUT THAT?! IM TELLING YOU BECUASE I REGRET DOING IT! I CANT DO PHYSICAL LABOUR! I CAN LIFT ANYTHING! I CANT DO ANYTHING WITHOUT CAUSING FURTHER DAMAGE! I DONT WANT YOU TO END UP LIKE ME! I want.......you to be nothing like me, what i do and what i did was wrong............iv always work to keep you alive and give you all you ever wanted, but I know that must be a mistake, because what father would wan an ungreatful son!" he snapped.

Logan fell to the ground as his father back handed him. He's never felt more angry in his life. He always thought of his father as a softy. He would have never imagined him hitting anyone, let alone his own son. "You're right..." Logan said as he wiped the saliva from his lips. He stood up and looked at his father, "I would never want to be like you. Not even the slightest inch." Logan approached his father, standing only inches from him, "I would never lose a fight because I'm stronger than you, physically and mentally," He was about to back away before realizing he wanted to say one last thing, "And no matter what my son does to me in the future, I would never, ever hit him."

Logan moved closer to his father, sticking his face directly in his father's. "And boo hoo about your stupid sob story. Am I supposed to feel sorry for you? Give you pity? Because I for damned sure don't." He stared at his father, keeping his gaze for a very long while before backing up. "I bet that's how you got Mom, by forcing your pity on her." Logan said, knowing it would hit him hard. He stood there, waiting for another blow from his dad, welcoming the pain. It only fueled his hatred more.