The Mind Electric (A Chester X Parker fic)

Chapter 17: It's All Futile! It's All Pointless!

The two of them made it back home without having either a mental breakdown, or an argument.

"OkAy, thaTttt wasss fun!" Narc smiles, unbuckling themselves from the seat.

"Uh huh...." Parker mumbles, refusing to look up at Narc's weird expression.

"Areee YOU OKAY?" Narc asks, tilting their head sideways.

Nope. Definitely not fine, thanks to his fucked up imagination.

"Yea...just tired." Parker sighs, laying his head down on the steering wheel.

"Oh! AlRight then! I GUESS I'LL GOOO NOW! Thank youuu for the RIDE!" Narc laughs, opening the car door.

Parker lifts up his head enough to watch Narc dash up to the house.
They walk in...

They close the door....
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(Alright....this is fine. Everything is going to be fine.) Parker huffs, throwing the old jacket behind him.

Chester is most likely going to be in the bathroom if he were to go in right now....so he should be okay.
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If Parker was in Chester's shoes right now, all he would be hearing was someone thumping through the house, the noise leading straight to the bedroom.

Because my god, did Parker run for his life once he stepped foot in the house, closing the door quietly as humanly possible.

He flopped onto the bed, laying on his stomach while trying to cover his shame with blankets.

Just as Parker predicted, Chester only took a few minutes to finish up in the bathroom. He soon hears him slowly open the door.

"Uhhh, you good, dude? I heard you running or something...." Chester mumbles, poking his head in the room.

Parker turns over, now laying on his side.
"Uhhh..yeah. I'm just like, SUPER tired from stopping that demon..."

Chester fully enters the room now, closing the door behind him. That simple action made Parker's heart flutter nervously.

"How did it go? It's like...gone now, right?" Chester smiles, walking over to the bed to sit down next to him.

"Yeah, apparently all we have to do is give them food and then bury them again...." Parker explains, moving onto his back.

He jolts up at the sudden pain, hissing. Oh god, how could he forget...?

"Parker? You good?" Chester asks, looking at him like a worried mother.

"Huh? Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. It's just...I kind of damaged my back." Parker mumbles, quietly fighting for his life to remain calm.

"Oh? Can I have a look at it?" Chester frowns.
"Yeah, if you want..." Parker shrugs, turning around so he can lift up his shirt.

Chester gently lifts it up with him, revealing a deep cut in Parker's upper back, along with a few more going down his back.

"What the hell..? What happened??" Chester asks, full on concerned now.

Parker takes a deep breath, feeling as if his lungs might explode on him.

"Uh, we went to an abandoned apartment building and uh, I got bored of standing around so I moved my back along the side of the bricks and...ah..." A tiny gasp leaves Parker's mouth as he suddenly feels cold fingers gently trace at the wounds, the sensation immediately going down to his lower half.