Never Expected (a Chandler Riggs/Grayson Riggs fanfic)

6 months later

I was up early the next morning it was only 6:00 am. I followed my regular routine as usual and then I headed downstairs. I joined Mr. and Mrs. Riggs and the three of us watched three episodes of "The Young and the Restless."
Once everybody was awake and had breakfast Mrs. Riggs drove me, Grayson and Chandler to the set of "The Walking Dead."
Once the three of us were inside mostly everyone started whispering to each other and glanced back and forth at me. I just ignored them and headed to my trailer.
"Even after six months people are still talking about the fire and how I took the blame but didn't get sentenced." I thought to myself.
I sighed.
A few moments later there came a knock on my trailer door. I answered it and it was the director. He handed me my script to look over and study, which wasn't very hard. I do have a very good memory, but some stuff I choose to forget because I just never want to remember what happened on that particular day of that particular year. I already forgot about my father, but I will never forget my mother. She was the best mother anyone could ever dream of.
It took me awhile to memorize all my lines, I even acted them as if I was on set just to be safe.

30 minutes later...
I was called to the set to do the shot of me getting up from that nasty fall and returning to the group. Since my character was injured it took him around five minutes to fully return to the group.
XAVIER: You're alive?!
DAVID: Yep. And when I heal, you better start running. Because I will, I repeat I will KILL YOU!
XAVIER: Me? Run away from a chicken like yourself? In your dreams!
DAVID: (I just glared at XAVIER showing him how serious I was.)

CARL: Would you guys just put your differences aside? We're in the apocalypse and if we are going to survive we need to work together, all right? So no more fighting, no more yelling at each other, and no more threats. Got it?"
The camera focused on us.
XAVIER: Got it.
DANIEL: Got it.
After countless hours of doing every scene we were finally done for the day and was time to head back home. The three of us left the building but noticed that Mrs. Riggs wasn't here yet. It had to have been the traffic.
Chandler's phone rang, it was Hana.
"Hey Sweetie pie, I'm calling to inform you that your mother just had a heart attack , she's still breathing, but she's not moving. Your dad is currently talking to the paramedics. She may need to spend a couple nights in the hospital." Hana explained.
"Thanks sugar lips, I'll see if Andrew Lincoln or someone else can drive us home. Make sure you stay by her side for me, I just want to make sure that she has at least another person to keep her comfy other than my father." Chandler exclaimed.
"I will, don't worry." Hana announced.
"Thanks babe." Chandler said.
"You're welcome. See you soon." Hana uttered.
"See ya." Chandler responded.
Chandler then hung up and put his phone back into his pocket. Chandler was concerned.
"Hey bro, are you all right?" Grayson asked.
"Yeah. I'm just concerned for mom." Chandler exclaimed.
"Why? What happened?" Grayson questioned.
"She had a heart attack." Chandler stated.
"I hope that she's all right." I stated.
"Well, enough chit chat. We need a ride home." Chandler announced.
"A ride home, eh? I can help you with that." Andrew said.
We turned around and smiled when we saw Andrew Lincoln behind us. We thanked him and then followed him to his car. We got in and then drive off.

On the road...
"Andrew. Can you drive faster?" Chandler asked.
"Why, what's the rush?" Andrew questioned.
"It's our mom. She had a heart attack." Chandler answered.
Andrew stepped on the gas a little.

25 minutes later...
We had just arrived home to find that no one was home, or so we thought.
"Grrr. DAMNIT!" Chandler roared.
"Chandler." I said.
"What?!" Chandler yelled.
"Firstly calm down. Take a few deep breathes and count to three." I replied.
Chandler did as I asked and I could sense that his tone had already changed.
"Better?" I wondered.
"Yeah. Thanks." Chandler responded.
"You're welcome." I exclaimed.
"So, what were you going to say?" Chandler queried.
"I actually forgot. Sorry." I replied.
"It's all right. It should come back to you when the time is right." Chandler stated.
"Well, I best be off." Andrew voiced.
"Kay, see you." Grayson said. "Thanks for the ride."
"You're welcome." Andrew spoke.
He then departed.
The three of us then entered the house to find that Hana was still here, that she didn't leave. Chandler was kind of shocked.
"Why are you still here? You should be with my mom. You told me that you would go. Why stay?" Chandler asked.
"Your father insisted that I should stay. Regardless of anything. I would've loved to go, honest. But he told me that it would be best if I would stay." Hana explained.
"I understand." Chandler voiced.
"He said that he would call when she wakes up." Hana exclaimed.
"Ok, so what should we do in the meantime?" Chandler wondered.
"Pray, hope, or..." I answered.
"How dare you even think about that! She's your mom now." Chandler barked.
"I was only considering the possibilities. When it happened to me I never expected them to revive me. I thought I was going to stay dead. I don't mean or want to depress you three...I'm just saying that's all." I answered. "There are times that I wish they never revived me."
"What? Why?" Grayson questioned.
"It's not important. What is important is hoping that our mom will be all right." I responded. "I'll be upstairs if you need me."
I headed upstairs, entered Grayson's room and locked the door. I walked over to the bed, picked up my pillow, reached inside, and took out the knife that I had hidden in the pillow case.
I placed it right next to the vein in my wrist and began to cut myself.
"I'm so stupid. Telling them that their mother may not come back and who am I to say that. I'm the biggest jerk on the planet." I told myself.
A/N: if you guys are wondering why my character is cutting himself it's not really because of what he said to the others it's more of what he did in the past and has nothing to do with what he said.
A knock sounded on the door. I just ignored it.
"Hey, are you okay?" Chandler asked.
I didn't bother responding, I just continued to cut my wrist. It only took a few more seconds until I had finished cutting all the way around my wrist but I didn't cut the vein. Now I started to cut my second wrist.
"HEY OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!" Grayson yelled.
I just continued cutting. That is until they started to picklock the door. I sped up my cutting. I heard the doorknob turn. I quickly hid my knife back in my pillow and just lied down on the bed. I acted as if everything was normal.
The door was then opened. I turned to face them, but made sure my wrists were hidden.
"Oh, hey guys." I sighed.
"Are you all right? You weren't answering. What were you doing? Why was the door locked?" Grayson questioned.
"I just wanted some alone time without being bothered for anything." I answered.
Grayson looked around the room and noticed that there was blood on his floor. Grayson approached me.
"Let's see them." Grayson said.
I revealed my wrists to him. He was shocked. His eyes were glistening with tears.
"Why? Why would you do this to yourself?" Grayson wondered.
"You would want to kill me if I told you. No matter what." I stated.
"What are you talking about.?" Grayson asked.
"I can't, I can't tell you. You, Chandler, and Hana would all hate me." I voiced.
"For what?" Grayson questioned.
"Remember when we met and those punks who beat you up?" I started.
"Yeah."
"Well, I...I was in on it." I announced.
"If you were in on it how come you helped me beat them up?" Grayson queried.
"Because of what they said if I didn't help them." I implied.
"What did they say to you?" Grayson asked.
"That they would kill me and dump my body in a river. They even circled around me and each time I didn't answer they closed in on me until I finally said yes. I'm sorry Grayson, I'm so, so very sorry. I guess I'll just pack up and leave. None of you want me here anyway, so why stay?" I explained.
I got up from the bed and began to make my way out, when I stopped and turned around.
"You can keep the Xbox one."
I then left. I walked downstairs, up to the front door. As soon as I had opened the door Grayson came running down the stairs and up to me.
"Come on man, do you really have to leave?"
"Yes. Why the hell would you want me here? I'm not fit to be living here. You guys are better off without me."
I walked out the door and closed it on my way out. As soon as I was outside I just ran. I ran as far as I could, as fast as I could. I never looked back, not even once.

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