Tears and blood stains
folder
+G through L › King of the Hill
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,764
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
+G through L › King of the Hill
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,764
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own King of the Hill, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
funeral
Disclaimer: I do not own King of the Hill
Joseph stood over the open grave they were lowering Dale Gribble's coffin into. The lady preacher was speaking and Cotton Hill was scowling at her dressed in his army uniform, his wife and baby next to him, Bill in his uniform stood next Boomhower who wore a suit. Hank and Peggy stood at the foot of the grave dressed in black with Bobby in front of them looking bored.
Nancy wasn't here she had enrolled herself in a rehab clinic the day after Dale had shot himself leaving her 14-year-old son to see to his funeral and arrangements with the help of Mr. Hill.
Joseph had stayed the last two nights alone in the house the man who'd raised him as his son died in. Bobby had told him his dad wanted him to come stay with them but his mom won't hear of it and thought his whole family were trouble.
He'd heard the argument from his room.
The coffin was put in and they started to cover it.
Joseph started to cry. This was to much to fast.
{}{}{}{}
Hank was sad and angry. Sad that his best friend was dead. Angry at his wife Peggy had always been hard to live with but never this cold and stupid, she claimed if they brought Joseph into their home he'd ruin their lives and Bobby's self-esteem.
He was a little boy whose parents had left him in more then one way and hank could sit back and let him suffer alone in his house where his father had died! When he'd told Peggy this she'd just said Dale wasn't even his real father. It had been the only time in his life he'd wanted to hit a woman he hadn't but he'd relised what a bitch he'd married though.
Joseph stood over the open grave they were lowering Dale Gribble's coffin into. The lady preacher was speaking and Cotton Hill was scowling at her dressed in his army uniform, his wife and baby next to him, Bill in his uniform stood next Boomhower who wore a suit. Hank and Peggy stood at the foot of the grave dressed in black with Bobby in front of them looking bored.
Nancy wasn't here she had enrolled herself in a rehab clinic the day after Dale had shot himself leaving her 14-year-old son to see to his funeral and arrangements with the help of Mr. Hill.
Joseph had stayed the last two nights alone in the house the man who'd raised him as his son died in. Bobby had told him his dad wanted him to come stay with them but his mom won't hear of it and thought his whole family were trouble.
He'd heard the argument from his room.
The coffin was put in and they started to cover it.
Joseph started to cry. This was to much to fast.
{}{}{}{}
Hank was sad and angry. Sad that his best friend was dead. Angry at his wife Peggy had always been hard to live with but never this cold and stupid, she claimed if they brought Joseph into their home he'd ruin their lives and Bobby's self-esteem.
He was a little boy whose parents had left him in more then one way and hank could sit back and let him suffer alone in his house where his father had died! When he'd told Peggy this she'd just said Dale wasn't even his real father. It had been the only time in his life he'd wanted to hit a woman he hadn't but he'd relised what a bitch he'd married though.