Pointless Pain

Chapter 6

"Libby? What are you doing here?" Chris' Mother questioned with a yawn; pulling her dressing gown tighter in the cold,night air. "She ehhh, she," Chris stammered as I interrupted. "I had an argument with my father so I decided to come here, is it ok if I stay?" Her head nodded as she turned to the door saying "Oh it's fine darling, stay as long as you need."

Me and Chris smiled to one another, safe at last! We headed up the stairs once in Chris' house, I went to the bathroom to change into a pajama t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms. Once done I headed to Chris's room. I would most likely be staying in his room. Chris sat on his bed in now a t-shirt and knee length shorts. He smiled. "I guess you're tired?" He said quietly. I blinked my tired eyes to agree with the statement.

We lay down on his double bed next to each other, Chris wrapped his arm round my neck and kissed my lightly on the cheek. We must of fell asleep like that.

I awoke to the smell of bacon and heard the popping and sizzling from down stairs. My stomach grumbled. I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning! I sat up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Chris pushed through the door with a tray holding two plates of bacon and eggs. At the side was two glasses of fresh orange juice. "You didn't have too," I started but was interrupted by him. "Well I wouldn't much of a host if I didn't treat my guest well would I?"

Quickly I gulped down the meal and sat back against the blue wall, full. This was so different to my house. Breakfast time was always a mixture of arguments and out of date food. I learned how to cook myself due to father nearly burning the house down on several occasions. The room was so serene. Me and Chris sat in silence, I enjoyed.

"So," Started Chris, making me jump. "About us living together," I almost forgot about that! "We need to find a cheap flat." Chris said. I nodded my head. "Have you told your mum?" I asked. "Kinda." I sat up straight. "What do you mean kinda?" Chris turned to look at me. "Well I said 'What would you say if I said me and Libby were to move out together?' and she said 'I don't know, you aren't are you?' that's when I came up here." He looked away. "Hmmm"

"Ahh!" I jumped at a sudden loud banging of the door downstairs. "Who could that be?" Chris walked to his door and peered down the stairs. "Oh my god!" He whispered. "What? Who is it?!" I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. I ran to his side and joined in looking at the door. Through the glass I could make out the blurred shape of my Father. "Oh dear god please no!" I whispered to Chris.

Chris's Mother walked to the door. "I'm coming." she shouted merrily. "Stop!" Chris shouted. "Huh what? Why?" His mother turned to look up at us. Chris looked at me. I nodded slowly, and Chris quickly explained the real reason I was here. "Oh sweet lord Libby! I'm calling the police!" The banging continued. "Open up you old hag!" I heard the shouting from outside. "Please don't! He'll kill my mother and brother!" I begged. She hummed for a short while. "Fine you two leave while I answer the door."

I ran to Chris' room and grabbed my backpack of stuff, while Chris packed himself a small bag. "Go!" His mother shouted as we ran passed her to the back door. "Hello there." We heard her say. I had stopped near the back door out of sight to hear what they were saying. "Where is she?!" Father shouted. "Who?" Chris' mother asked innocently. "You know Libby! I know she's her with your pathetic son! Where is she hag?!" He screamed "Excuse me sir I might have to ask you to leave!" She said sounding offended.

"I said bloody where is she!" Father bellowed. I heard the small gasp of Chris' mother, as she stammered "No need to get irrational now..." My heart thudded in my chest. "Tell me where she bloody is!" I took a step closer to the door. "I don't know!" She shouted sounding extremely terrified.

Bang! A gun was shot. Chris gasped, as a tear slowly ran down his cheek. His mother was silent. What had he done?!