Echoing: When It All Began

Chapter 1, D

"Alright.." Tyler replies quietly.

"If it happens, again tell me." Cindy added, Tyler nods and he walks over to his room to get changed.

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Elliot walks up to Allie, she was watching something on a small television she had in her room.

"What are you watching?" He asks.

"None of your business" Allie replies turning to him. Elliot looks at what she's watching.

"Why does that man have a knife?" He questions.

"Because it's cool, speaking of cool. I only like cool people so go away." She replies.
Allie then stood up and began shoving him towards the door.

"I guess you don't like yourself then.." Elliot mumbled.
"What?" Allie looked at him.

"People who have knives are cool?" Elliot changed what he said.

"....Yes. now go away." She snaps and slams the door in his face.

Elliot stood there for a moment, before he walked away.

He began to walk down the stairs and into the living room.

Elliot looked at Cindy speaking to Bryce, so he walked over.

"Mummy, I want new toys." he demands.

"Elliot, I already got you some the other day." Cindy stared at him.
"I don't careeee!! I want some moreeeee!" he shouts having a miniature tantrum.

Cindy walked over to him.
Then, she kicked him to the floor with her foot.

"Ouch!" Elliot grunted as he hit the floor.
"Stop being so damn ungrateful or I'll burn what you already have so you have nothing." Cindy demanded.

"What's wrong?." Steven questioned, he had left the garage after smoking a cigarette.
"Just Elliot being ungrateful." Cindy shook her head.
Bryce was looking from over the sofa.

"Dad, can you tell Elliot to stop being rude all the time?" He questioned.
Steven looked at him, then back at Elliot who was standing up.

"Elliot." he says.
"Wha-...I mean...yes daddy?" Elliot corrected himself.
"Come here, I want to talk to you" Steven spoke, before he walked down the hall.

Elliot groaned and followed.

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"Elliot, you must stop acting the way you do." Steven crouched down to talk to his small son.
"But, I'm not doing anything wrong.." Elliot crossed his arms.
Steven chuckled.
"You sound exactly like your sister when she was younger." He mumbled.

"It's not fair. My siblings treat me like I'm invisible, but when I try to get their attention they get mad....it's like they don't even like me!" Elliot complained.
"Elliot, you need to understand that they don't ignore you because they don't like you. It's because they are much older than you. They don't have anything in common with you, I promise." Steven vowed.

Elliot looked at the floor.

"It's because he's a mistake." Cindy muttered.
Steven looked at his wife.
"Now, why would you tell him that?" He asked her.
"He needs to know." Cindy crossed her arms.

"I'm pretty sure he already knows, you make it clear everyday." Steven stood up.
Cindy smiled.
Elliot looked at his mother, before he just sighed and walked away.

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"Can you stop treating our kids like they're a bunch of mannequins?" Steven asked Cindy in a stern tone.
"They aren't a punching bag you can constantly mentally abuse." He added.