Bradley Gregg Character stories

Need You

Warning: Mentioning of death, Abuse, child abuse. Caution when reading.

Eyeball parked his car at the payphone and limped out. He just got into a fight with his father. The worst he had been in. He picked up the phone a put a nickle in and dialed.

"Hello"? Your groggy voice made Eyeball sigh. He hated to wake you. But you were the only one he wanted. 

"I need you". Eyeballs lip quivered as he looked around the empty street.

"Where are you"? You didnt even have to ask who it was. When you hear those words you knew who it was.

"Outside the general store". Eyeball gulped down his tears.

"I'm on my way". Putting the phone down you grabbed your coat and slipped on your shoes. The general store wasnt far from your house.  You snuck out and started running down the street.

Eyeball sat on the curb, his head was in his hands as he sobbed quietly to himself.

"Richard"! You called out to him as you saw him. You ran faster to him as he looked up.

He didn't move. You sat down beside him and pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around your torso and cried. You never seen him like this before. Never. Something really awful must have happened.

"Rich, what happen"? You ran your hand over his head.

"My ma. She passed".

"Oh god, Rich, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry". You whispered softly to him, rocking him back and forth.

"Where is she"?

"They came and got her. Pop, lost it". Eyeball released you and sat up. The moon was shining, the black eye, busted lip and gash on Eyeballs cheek was very clear.

"He did this to you"? Your trembling hands cradled his face.

Eyeball nodded. "He got Chris too.  Bad. I walked in on them. He had Chris cornered, hitting him and kicking him. He thinks we had something to do with her dying". Eyeball scoffed.

"I'm so sorry, Rich. Where's Chris now"? You asked getting worried.

"He ran off when Pop came after me. I tried to fight him. But he's drunk and the liquor gives him super strength. I can't deal with this anymore, Y/N. I can't. I don't want too". Eyeball sobbed into your shoulder. You wrapped your arms around him and held him tight.

"What can I do"?

"Just hold me". Richard mumbled through his tears.

You hated seeing him this way. It was rare occasion for Eyeball to show his feelings. It all just hit him like a ton of bricks.

"I love you so much, Rich. I'm not going to let anything else happen to you. Let's go home". You helped him up, wrapping your arms around his waist you both walked back to your house.

You helped him out of his jacket and converses and into bed. You snuggled close to him. He laid his head on your chest. Your hair combed through his curls.

"My mom wasn't the best mom, but she was my mom. I'm gonna miss her". Eyeball mumbled, his eyes were getting heavy.

"I know. Just remember she loved you and tried her best. Keep the happy memories in your heart". You kissed his head.

Eyeball was out, you laid there running your hand through his hair and drifted off yourself.

Morning came, Eyeball and you went down stairs for breakfast. Your mom and dad already knew what happened before you could explain.

"Do you know where your mom will be buried"? Your dad asked Rich.

"No sir. My Aunt Martha, my moms sister is coming into town to take care of it. I'm going to see if Chris and I could stay with her until I can get a place of my own. Or just have her take Chris. We cant stay with our dad".

"Where will you go"?

"I can crash with my friends. Sleep in my car if I have too". Eyeball sighed.

Your father and mother looked at each other sympathetic.

"If you'd like, Chris and you could stay here. We have the basement that needs a little work but it'll be a great room for you two". Your father suggested.

"Really"? You grinned.

"Only until Richard graduates and gets a place of his own".

"I dont know what to say, sir. Thank you". Eyeball sighed with a smile.

"But. There will be rules. I must be out of my mind to let my daughters boyfriend live in my house but I know what it's like to have an abusive father and have someone take me in. Dont make me regret it, son".

"I won't. I promise".

After breakfast, Eyeball and your father went to the Chamber residence to get Chris's and his stuff. The police came along just in case.  You and your mother fixed up the basement for them. It wasn't the best but it would do for now. Eyeball was just grateful that him and Chris had a safe place to lay their head.