Love Sick/Lachambers

10

Gordon Lachance

I walked into my house with a smile, sadly my mother and father didn't share the same excitement.

"WHAT THE FUCK YOUNG MAN!" My mother yelled, tears dripping down her face, and holding her hands in her face.

"W..What do you mean..?" I replied, quietly. Did she see us?? Did my dad see us??

Questions drowned my mind. My life wouldn't be as bad as Chris's if this leaked out, but it would be nice to stay in my house

"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT WE'RE TALKING ABOUT!!" She yelled again.

My dad came over and slapped me clean across the face, leaving a stinging pain when he pulled his hand back.

"I-I don't understand what's going on.."

"We both know you do you fucking faggot, we saw you outside with that Chambers kid. Making-out. Are you apart of this family?" My dad said, calmly. The calmer he talked the more terrifying he sounded.

"Yes.."

"THEN START ACTING LIKE IT! I DIDN'T RAISE A FAIRY LIKE YOU!!" He yelled.

If it wasn't already my heart shattered, if this was how my parents were to react then what would anybody else say? Castle Rock in Oregon is not a good place to be gay, not really a good place to be in general.

"You didn't raise me at all.." I glared at him.

"Don't you fucking talk back." He slapped me again, but harder. That was when all my confidence left my body.

"I-I..I'm sorry..I'll do better I swear.." I mumbled out. Avoiding eye contact with my dad, I looked around the room. Just to see that I still have a home. Just to be sure that if my dad attacks me, I can grab something. Stupid I know.

"You fucking better. If I catch you anywhere near that Chambers asshole I swear you'll never see light again. And not just because he's a faggot, you shouldn't be hanging out with a thief and retard like him in the first place-!"

The more he talked the more his voice faded. I could feel the anger rising in me as his words sunk in. As he stood there and yelled about how the boy I loved was horrible. He didn't miss a single flaw.

The words got harsher and harsher as I just wanted to jump out the window and burn down the town. I just couldn't take it.

"He's a disappointment. And let's be honest, he deserved to be in a grave the second he started breathing."  It was at that moment where I couldn't hold it in anymore. All I could hear was ringing in my ears when I raised up my back, got out my fisted, and leaning up to my dad, I punched him straight across the face. But that wasn't all, I kicked him. I kicked him like there was no tomorrow. And I went on and on. Wasn't planning on stopping till I was satisfied, when he was dead. I kicked him and pushed him to the ground, then continued with his face. But I didn't want to, so while I was beating my dad, tears fell down my cheek.

Right as my seventh kick went across his face my mom stopped me.

"Gordon Lachance stop it!! He's your father!!" She yelled, these people are jokes.

"Yeah?! We maybe I don't want one!" That's when everyone stopped. My dad gasped for air as he spit out chunks of blood. My mom just stood there looking at me like I was a monster. "Maybe I don't want a dad! Or a mom! You know the person who actually raised me?! Chris! That's who!" I could taste the salty tears gushing down my face.

"Sweetie.."

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! Maybe if you loved me, you could. In fact non of this would be happening if you just loved me! That's all I ask! Is it too much?? Love from your parents?! You two are jokes! A bunch of stupid, lazy, mean, jokes!"

Slap.

I can still feel the sting on my cheek from my moms hand till this day. She slapped me right across the face. Hard. And what made it worse was the fact that her nails scratched me as they slid across my face.

I was so pissed I was practically laughing and crying at the same time. Really all I wanted to do was get out of there.

"I would rather spend the rest of my life with someone I love, rather than with two assholes I'm forced to call parents."

I left. Wiped the tears off my face and cried all the way to Chris's house. Running out the door and clenching my fists.

Sadness filled up my body, but once I really got thinking, anger took over. It was that moment where I was gonna do anything that would piss off my parents. But nothing would hurt them more, then me having sex with Chris.

Who cares what they think? It's my life. I'm gonna do what I want. I thought. Was true, though.
-
Knock knock.

I knocked on Chris's door, with eyes that looked like they were painted red, and a heart that was ready for some action.

"Hey who is it-" before I knew it my lips were on Chris's, and we were rushing to get to his room. I was still crying.

"Jesus Christ Gordie what's gotten into you??" Chris broke the kiss, probably because my hands were already going to his pants' zipper. "Your face has a bruise, your eyes are blood red, and your crying like crazy?? What's going on??"

"Nothing. Let's go to your room, I need to do something with that body of yours." I replied, not smiling a bit. Using Chris will always make me feel guilty, but I didn't care. It only hits me now how stupid that was.

"Ok but-"

I grabbed his shirt collar and yanked him into a kiss.

-

That was the night I had sex with Chris Chambers.

Well that was fast..Gordie..Also it really bugs me when people do "LaChance" or "LaChambers" like come on people we all know there's only one cap..