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Post by strizzy on Jul 12, 2006 8:20:40 GMT 10
Brainstorming This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction, so please bear with me, and I’ll try my best. Anyway, I thought that it could be interesting to try something different:- My idea is to write from the perspective of Luka and Abby’s 16-year-old daughter, who reflects on the relationship that her parents have, and the emotions that she feels during both the good times and the bad.Chapter One – Welcome To My LifeMy name is Louisa Aimee Kovac and I am 16 years old. I have a younger brother called William Phillip Kovac who is now 14 years of age. Our father is known as Dr. Luka Kovac, originally from Croatia, and our mother is Dr. Abigail Kovac (previously Lockhart), although she prefers to be known as Abby. Both William and me were born in Chicago in the USA, however, since our parents decided that they fancied a change, we have been living in the UK for the last six years, Manchester to be precise. Mum and Dad now work at the District General Hospital for the Manchester area, however, it has taken them, and us, a while to adjust due to some ‘slight’ differences! There are differences between American and British naming, and I know that Mum and Dad have struggled with this a bit at first. I have to admit that it can be quite amusing when they get blank looks from people. I still remember their first day at work over here, since Will and I went with them, anyway, they didn’t have a clue where in the hospital they were going, so they asked someone if they knew where the ‘ER’ was. The poor guy didn’t have a clue what they were talking about, until we all stumbled upon the A&E department, Accident and Emergency, and realised that the British had a completely different title for the same department of the hospital. At this point, Will and I were obviously a lot younger, Me being 10 and him being 8, and we both thought that this was hilariously funny, Mum and Dad weren’t anywhere near as amused! Back then we were such a close family; we told each other everything, and helped each other through the hard times. When I first started school in Britain, I was really badly bullied for being different, however, even though there were quite a few of my fellow students who disliked me passionately, I managed to impress my teachers, who were happy to push me hard so that I could achieve my targets. I suppose that I forgot about the bullies because I distracted myself with work. But then I had to move up to the local Comprehensive School, and I found that being intelligent made you a target for bullies, and it all started up again. I suffered really badly, a couple of times arriving home in tears, having been punched in the face, or pulled to the ground by my hair, to name some examples. Eventually, the teachers were able to stop it, but I had stopped confiding in my family quite so much, my personality was changed, and I started keeping my emotions to myself, and became afraid to accept people who teased me or wanted to get closer to me. I built a wall to protect myself from having to suffer in the same way again, little did I know that it would happen again anyway, but even closer to home this time...
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Post by hollygirl on Jul 12, 2006 8:23:48 GMT 10
Great start!!! update soon!
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Post by Little Amy on Jul 12, 2006 11:00:45 GMT 10
great start! very interesting perspective!!
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Post by <3 LubyII <3 on Jul 12, 2006 13:41:51 GMT 10
Nice start!
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Post by jaana on Jul 12, 2006 17:46:46 GMT 10
Great start!
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Post by zelda on Jul 12, 2006 22:17:28 GMT 10
This is such an original start. How lovely! Please update soon.
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Post by sammiejm on Jul 13, 2006 3:43:29 GMT 10
If this is your first attempt at fanfic Strizzy then I'm very impressed. Can't wait to find out more about the Kovac family from Louisa.
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Post by luby2534 on Jul 13, 2006 4:40:22 GMT 10
Great idea, i cant wait to see were you go with this.
Please update soon. !!
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Post by lubyfan on Jul 13, 2006 6:34:34 GMT 10
Great start
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Post by strizzy on Jul 13, 2006 7:00:29 GMT 10
Chapter Two – Changing Relationships
I’ll admit that I was so wrapped up in my own problems, that I didn’t even notice the point at which my parents’ relationship began to change. I really should have been able to see what was going on and at least attempt to get things back on track. How the hell didn’t I notice?
Before, for as long as I can remember, Mum and Dad have been extremely close, and they were able to hold our family together by loving us, their children, and each other. They have had some pretty rough situations to deal with during the time that they have been together, or should I say since they got back together again about 17 years ago, with them having been together for about a year, 6 years before that. But back then, the timing wasn’t great; Mum had just got out of a rough marriage, and Dad still hadn’t come to terms with the death of the family he had in Croatia before moving to America. But they have told me that they remained friends through the 5-year gap, and close ones at that. I still can’t believe how they got back together! Apparently they had a bad day at work, where my Dad had a shouting match with another doctor, Clemente I think his name was, whilst my Mum was trying to save a little girl, and he wouldn’t help her. Mum was so annoyed that she paid Dad a visit after their shifts, and shouted at him, and got all upset. From what they have told me, it seems that Dad had kissed her, and one thing led to another. But then the next day they decided that they wanted to remain friends, and not sacrifice that relationship. That didn’t last for long though! When their old friend Neela got married, they decided that they couldn’t live without each other, and then Mum found out that she was pregnant and told Dad on Christmas Eve. They were happy then, and we used to be a happy family until a couple of years ago.
I don’t know exactly when everything began to change, I didn’t even realise it was happening to begin with. However, the increase in the amount of rows they had got my attention, and I started to worry about what this could mean. I don’t think that the original tension was picked up on by Will as he was only 12 at the time, but even he started to pick up on what was going on when Mum and Dad began to distance themselves from each other. They started working opposite shifts, and on the occasions when they did see each other, they could only argue. This completely disrupted the way our family lived; I may say that I didn’t realise that my parents’ relationship was failing, but I don’t think that they noticed what was happening to me at school. This was far from our normality of helping each other through, and we all knew it.
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Post by hollygirl on Jul 13, 2006 7:19:59 GMT 10
Great update...I am guessing this is not a happy luby situation...Update sooooon!!
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Post by strizzy on Jul 13, 2006 10:07:06 GMT 10
Chapter Three – Depression
We all felt the effects of the tension that had developed, embedding itself within our lives. I developed a condition called Chronic Daily Headaches, for which stress can be a cause, another name for this problem being Tension Headaches, and that just says it all for me. Will doesn’t talk all that much anymore, neither to me, nor my parents, nor to his teachers, nor to his friends. We are all worried about him because this isn’t the Will that we all know and love, our Will never shuts up. Dad has started going walkabout, particularly if he and mum have had an argument, he seemed to be genuinely unhappy with the prospect of us all continuing our life together, he seemed to be sinking into depression. Mum, on the other hand, had barely any time to even think about the possibility of having to live without the family she had then, because she spent all of her time running around after Dad, who was trying his best to make life difficult for her. I remember one night when he managed to scare us all; he sent Mum text messages saying: ‘I’m walking across the motorway…’ ‘…Oops…that was close…’ ‘…That was close…’ And the worst part was that he had actually sent the messages to Mum deliberately to scare her, and it worked. And let’s just say that when he didn’t come home that night, none of us knew what to think.
The mood swings were awful to deal with, because they were causing Mum, Will and I to become confused. One minute Dad would be treating us all like crap, like we were nothing important, and he didn’t need us. But then the next he would break down crying, and apologise over and over, and be nice for a while, during which time he would need us. We were confused about whether he did actually need us, or should I say want us, at all, or whether he wanted out. Dad was eventually told that he had to see a doctor by his mother, and he was put on medication for depression, however, this caused him to make a huge decision that only succeeded in tearing the family apart even more…
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Post by crazyday on Jul 13, 2006 15:13:03 GMT 10
Very interesting!!! I like that you have changed the perspective quite a bit on this one! Keep going!
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Post by Maryna on Jul 13, 2006 19:37:00 GMT 10
very interesting! but make it a happy story, pleeeeeeeeaase! update sooooooon!
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Post by zelda on Jul 14, 2006 1:34:29 GMT 10
What is so striking is your description of Luka's character. In most fics, he is supposed to be the strong one who is coping all the time whenever Abby is involved. This man, here, is a perfect stranger for all of us. What could have happened to make him capable of emotional blackmail with his family? (text message!) Awesome chapter.
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