Love Sick/Lachambers

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Christopher Chambers

Last night was the best night I've had. My dad was passed out, Eyeball was gone, and I had sex with Gordie. Life could not have been better at that moment..But that doesn't change the fact that I still have questions.

As we lied there in bed the only thing I could hear were Gordie breathing, and the chirping from the birds outside. That's when I really got thinking.

"So..Apart from the fact that you just gave me the best night ever, why did you do it?" I asked.

"What do you mean? Your like my boyfriend right? Isn't it normal to do that shit with your boyfriend?" He turned his head to face me, I did the same.

"Gordie..I know you..Plus you have a really big bruise on your cheek.."

He stopped.

"Fine..You wanna know the truth?"

"I want you to know so I can help.."

Gordie sighed and scooted closer. "The truth is..My folks and I got in a big fight. My mom slapped me and my dad punched me.."

"Oh my god Gordie.." I sat up and stoked his cheek with my hand, the bruise from from his fathers fists and the red on top was from his mother's hands..No child should get beaten by their folks. I don't care so much about mine, but Gordie never deserved what happened to him.

"And I just wanted to get out of there. A-And I wanted to make them mad..Real mad..So I came over to your house and did what I knew they would hate most for me..I'm so sorry. I hope you don't think I used you or anything..Because I gave up my virginity to piss off my parents..But last night, was the best night of my life."

The room then went silent. What was I suppose to say??? I felt bad for him but at the same time he did use me. The only reason he did it with me was because he knew it would've made his parents mad..

"Chris..Please say something..."

"What am I suppose to say?? I..I think I just need some time alone.."

It was that moment when I saw it in his eyes, his heart broke.

"Well um..I-I hope that you make up your mind..I should get going." He relied, keeping his head down. It was clear I hurt him, and as much as I hate seeing him hurt, I wasn't exactly happy with him.

"Where are you going to go?"

"Home."

Home?? He's gonna get beaten..Yelled at..Do I want him to stay? Or let him go..

"Goodbye Gordie."

"See ya.."
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As I watched him walk to his house from my window, I saw him crying. This broke my heart. But at the same time, he deserved it, he used me. The more I thought about it the more mad I got.

"God dammit Gordie!" I yelled, knocked something off my shelf. "Fucking parents..Fucking love..Fucking life. Fuck life. Fuck everything."