Ponyboy
I'm woken up by a sudden loud noise.
Looking at the clock I see it's 2 in the bloody morning!
Suddenly I hear a load shout but it's hard to make out what the person is shouting.
Listening closely I hear loud foot steps and with out warning Darry comes bursting into my room.
"Ponyboy! Are you oka-" Darry stops mid sentence.
"Wait it ain't you shouting?"he questions.
"Hey, I'm just as confused as you are"
Another shout louder than the last one comes from soda's old room.
Darry runs out of my room with me not far behind him.
As we both burst into soda's old room I see Chris tossing and turning something awful.
"Please don't! Please no more I can't take no more" Chris cries in desperation.
How the hell is Gordie asleep through all this!? He must be dead that's literally the only explanation.
Darry speed walks towards Chris but hesitates to touch him. He settles on just speaking loudly to him.
"Chris come on buddy wake up"
"STOP! No! I'm sorry I'm so sorry"
Darry is many things but patient isn't one of them. He quickly gives up on the whole speak to him and hope he wakes up plan, and softly grabs Chris' shoulder. He begins to slowly try sit Chris up whilst lightly shaking him.
"Please! NO! Dad" Chris begins sobbing and pushing at Darry's chest in an attempt to get away.
"Chris it's Darry come on wake up. You're okay"Chris slowly opens his eyes and grips onto the front of Darry's T-shirt.
"W-where? where a-am I?" Chris sobs
"You're safe at our house little man, it's Darry."
Chris' head snaps up to look at Darry as his eyes widen.
Chris
Omg you fucking idiot Chris! You've spent one night here and already you look like a freak.
"Don't worry you're ok" Darry says softly like he's speaking to a hurt animal.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks.
I try to speak but I can't stop crying so I just shake my head no. I swear I'm becoming such a pussy.
"Ok that's fine buddy you're fine. Come on let's get you a drink, some tissues and a new shirt. You're drenched in sweat."
Darry helps me stand and leads me to the kitchen with one hand on my shoulder.
He guides me onto a chair and turns to Ponyboy who I only just realised was there. God could this be anymore embarrassing.
"Pony go get me a box of tissues and a new t-shirt from your room please." Ponyboy nods and swiftly leaves the kitchen.
"Try be as quiet as possible Johnnycake is asleep in the living room" Darry whispers as he begins pulling out hot chocolate powder from the cupboards along with 2 cups.
Didn't that kid have a home he should be getting back to?
"I-I'm sorry I woke you up" I manage to squeak out.
Truthfully I'm still shaken up. The nightmares have gotten worse as I've gotten older and so have the beatings from my dad. I know I should probably man up, but the memories plaguing my dreams are just to much for me to handle.
"It's ok you didn't mean to. There's nothing wrong with being scared kid" Darry gives me comforting smile.
I wish this guy was my brother and not eyeball. Sincerely.
Ponyboy comes rushing into the kitchen, tissues and t-shirt in hand. He hands them to me and gives me a comforting smile. I set the top down on the table next to me and use the tissues to clean my face up because I bet I'm not a pretty sight.
"Here you go Chris" Darry hands me a hot chocolate and passes one to Ponyboy.
"Thanks Darry" I say putting the cup down on the table next to me. I lift my top over my head and place it on the table. I'm so glad to get it off it was starting to get sticky and uncomfortable from sweat.
Just as I'm about to grab the fresh t-shirt I'm stopped by Ponyboy grabbing my wrist.
"Chris...." pony looks at me with sadness in his eyes. What's up with him?
"What in the Holy hell?!" Darry yells in surprised staring at my chest.
......oh shit.
I quickly snap my head down to see all the fresh bruises, cuts and scars covering my body.
Since most people in castle rock know about my family, and simply don't care or don't want to get involved with the chambers I'm used to not really hiding these things. Probably not the best thing to forget about when I'm around new people.
"Stand up." Darry bluntly says and I notice his eyes have darkened. He pissed off? What did I do?
I do as I'm told since I don't particularly want to add to my collection of scars and Darry looks like he could pack a real mean punch.
"Turn around" I hesitantly follow his orders but look at Ponyboy with pleading eyes that say 'help me'. I take a good look at Pony's face, he looks stunned.
I can feel Darry staring at the lashes from my dads belt. Some are scars some are relatively new. They don't really hurt to bad since Most of them are at least a week old.
"Your dad do this to you kid?"
"No! Like I'd tell you anyways!" I snap.
It should be obvious without me spelling it out for them. I've already embarrassed myself enough for the day there's no way I'm telling them shit. I ain't a girl and I don't need their pity.
"Bullshit teddy was making fun of you earlier in the lot saying your dad beat you. Then you have a bad dream screaming "dad no" and now all these marks! We aren't idiots Chris" Pony states.
"Kid we ain't mad at you, your dad yes but not you. sorry I sounded a bit harsh earlier I was just worried ok?" Darry explains.
"You barely know me don't lie to me and tell me you're worried about some punk kid" I huff.
"You're a kid covered head to toe in injuries of course I'm worried, who wouldn't be?"
"Pony go get the first aid kit. the marks on your chest can't be more than 2 days old and look saw. I'll clean your back too since they aren't looking to pretty either."
"I'm fine I'm not some baby" I glare.
"I don't care kiddo just sit still"
A few moments later Ponyboy comes back with the first aid kid. Darry begins emptying it out onto the table and, grabs some anti septic and a cotton pad.
"Now this is gunna hurt lil buddy but you need to hold still".
He then begins to dab the cuts on my chest with the cotton covered in antiseptic.
Man does it HURT.
it was mostly bearable until he reached a particularly nasty cut on my ribs that was surrounded by a huge, dark purple bruise.
It was caused by my dad pushing me into the corner of our kitchen table.
As you can tell the Chambers are practically the Brady bunch.
"OW SON OF A BITCH" I yell because damn it hurt.
"What's going on?" Johnny whispered.
When the fuck did he get here? He was asleep on the sofa a few minutes ago.
"Oh fuck no. This ain't a show and 3 people is taking the piss! Haven't you guys ever heard that three's a fucking crowed!" I shout, standing up and grabbing the clean top.
This is so mortifying I've never been so embarrassed in my whole life. I tug the top over my head and stormed out of the room.
"Chris wait, they'll go I still need to finish patching you up" Darry shouts after me but I'm not listening. I'm so embarrassed I could cry.
I run into the room me and Gordie are sharing and dive into bed. I hug Gordie as tight as I can and burry my head in his shoulder. I'm not crying but I'm close to it. God I'm such a baby.
"...Chris? What's wrong?" Gordie croaks rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
When I don't answer he hugs me back just as tight.
"Chris?"
"I don't want to talk about it. Please Gordie don't make me talk about it I just need a hug." I whisper
"Okay Chris it's ok I'm here"
To be continued
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