I won't be afraid{RE-EDITED}{COMPLETED}

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No one's pov
"You call my dad loony again and I'll kill you."Teddy growled,"Loony,loony,loony!"Milo yelled."Ahhhhhh! I'm gonna rip your head off and shit down your neck!"Teddy started to climb back over the fence,but the gang held him back."Oh, I'm gonna kill that asshole!"Teddy yelled angrily,"You come on and try it,you little slimy bastard!"Milo said."He wants you to go over there so he can beat the piss out of you and then take you to the cops!"Chris said,trying to reason with Teddy."Yeah Teddy,don't listen to this fat fuck!"Morgan yelled,"you watch your language little lady,Let him do his own fighting."Milo said.

"Sure. You only outweigh him by 500 pounds, Fatass!"Gordie said,Morgan pulled Teddy back."I know your name. You're Lachance! I know all you,and all your fathers are gonna get a call from me! Except for the loony up in Togus."Milo said,that made Teddy snap again."I'm gonna kill you! Son of a bitch!"he yelled as the group dragged him away."You little foulmouthed whoremaster!You come back here!Come back here!You hear me?!"Milo yelled,the group made their way down the path away from the junkyard."Nobody ranks out my old man!"Teddy sobbed,Morgan hugged him as they walked.

"Come back here!"

"My father stormed the beach at Normandy."

"I said come back here!"

"He stormed the beach, you faggot!"

"Come back here!"

As the boys round a bend and are finally out of sight of the junkyard."We showed him.Thought we were a bunch of pussies."Vern said confidently,"He ranked my old man."Teddy cried.Morgan hugged him once again,she always does that to her mom after she had an argument with her dad.

Morgan's pov
I wondered how Teddy could care so much for his dad who practically killed him,and I couldn't give a shit about my own dad who just yells at my mom all the time.

No one's pov
"He ranked my old man."

"What do you care what a fat old pile of shit like him says about your dad?"

"He still stormed the beach at Normandy, right?"

"Just forget it."

"You think that pile of shit was at Normandy?"

"Forget it,alright?"

"He don't know nothin' about your old man. He's just dog shit."

"Whatever is between you and your old man-he can't change that."

"Forget it, alright?!Just forget it!"

After a few moments of silence,Morgan and Vern looked at each other.it was as if they were having a telepathic conversation about what to do,""Have Gun, Will Travel" reads the card of a man. A knight without armor in a savage land..."they sang in an attempt to lighten the mood.their voices trailed off when no one else joined in,"I'm sorry if I'm spoiling everybody's good time."Teddy said."it's alright Teddy."Morgan said,"yeah man,It's okay."Chris said."I'm not sure it should be a good time."Gordie said,Chris and I looked at him."you saying you wanna go back?"he asked Gordie,"No. But goin' to see a dead kid-maybe it shouldn't be a party."Gordie replied.

"Yeah. Like if he's really bad, like all cut up and blood and shit all over him. I might have nightmares..."Vern said,"come on Vern."Chris said."...you know, like all guts and eyeballs all ready to jump and grab..."he continued,"I'm gonna be sick."Morgan said as she held her stomach."Shut up, Vern."Chris said,"come on damnit!"everyone except for Vern yelled."I cant help it,sorry."Vern apologized,Morgan sighed and rubbed her eye.

Morgan's pov
It was only a quarter to three, but it felt much later. It was too hot and too much had happened. We weren't even close to the Royal River yet.We were gonna have to get moving if we were gonna make some real miles before dark.