A/N: Hello to whoever reads this, This story is based on Stand By Me, one of my favorite movies ever :D It takes place a little bit before the events of the movie, during and after. I also decided to make it take place in 1960 like in the book instead of in 1959 like in the movie.hope y'all enjoy! I had taken it down but I'm trying to update my old stories here more so here it is.
"Daisy! Come back here!"
I hear Dennis, my older brother, call to me as I rush ahead of him after I read the horrible news on the newspaper he held. My favorite place in the whole world, the only diner that was left in town was to be closed in a few weeks. I dash down the sidewalk and look hastily before crossing the road and turning the corner to Mr. Stanley's Burgers. I cross the drive in lot quickly and burst through the door. The bells on the door chime loudly as I do so. There wasn't a lot of people, but it wasn't empty, either. I make my way to the counter, ignoring the stares of some people.
"My goodness, Daisy child, you look like you've seen a ghost."
Mrs. Stanley, Mr. Stanley's Wife says.I've known both of them and their son Robert, since I was born. They run the diner and They're like a second family to me and my brothers. ( Dennis and I have a younger brother named Gordie.)
"Even...worse!"
I gasp, still trying to catch my breath.I have asthma and get winded easily. I hold up the newspaper. She sighs sadly.
"please...this place can't close!...tell me it isn't true!" I exclaim.
"Sorry sweetheart, but its true, this place just ain't bringin' much money like it used to."
"But, But people always come here! I can't even remember a day this place has been completely empty, ad even on a slow day there's more than a few people!"
"Daisy, hun, don't work yourself up so much, breathe. Take a seat and calm down some, you don't want another episode do you?" Samantha, (That's her first name.) says. She's right. I sit down and try to relax.
"There's nothing we can do, baby girl, I'm so sorry."
Robert joins us then, setting a vanilla milkshake in front of me.
"On the house." he pats my hand and gives me a sad smile.
Robert has that red hair, green eyes with freckles and pale complexion. He's a year older than me, and He was literally the boy version of me when it came to personality. people treat him mean cause he's gay but I couldn't care less about that.
In the looks department however, I was the opposite. I have the trademark Lachance chocolate brown hair and eyes with sun kissed skin complexion. I have some freckles, but they're scattered around my body and not in in clusters like Robert's.
My relationship with Robert is sibling-like, since we grew up together, and he was my best friend besides my brothers. He's an only child, so Dennis and Gordie and I are the closest thing he has to siblings. I could tell he was crying earlier, and it makes it harder for me to hold my own tears in. (I Absolutely HATE crying in front of people, even those who are closest to me.)
The door chimes ring again and Dennis makes his way over to us.
"Daisy are you ok?" he asks concerned.
My brother is extremely protective over Gordie and me.
"If by ok you mean on a verge of a breakdown, then, yeah I'm ok." I reply, taking a sip from my milkshake.
He sits down and I offer him some. He takes a sip, and hands it back. "You want one?" Robert asks him.
"Nah I'm good, thanks." Dennis says politely, glancing at Robert once and back at me quickly.
Although I don't like how people treat Robert, he and I find it hilarious that Dennis thinks Robert has a crush on him. But he doesn't at all, if he did he would straight up tell me, there are no secrets between Robert and I.
We continue to chat and listen to music, joking around. I try to enjoy every moment, knowing that this place wouldn't last long. Little did I know, the diner wasn't the only thing that would be taken from my life.
*few hours later*
" I'm sorry guys we have to go, I have a date with Jennifer tonight and I have to walk you home first and get ready." Dennis says.
I sigh sadly, not wanting to leave despite the fact we've been here all afternoon.
"Don't worry Denny, I can drive her home, you go ahead." Robert says.
"oh, uh well, thanks a lot." Dennis kisses my cheek and hugs me.
"good luck on your date." Robert tells him.
"Thanks." Dennis says and leaves. Robert and I burst out laughing.
"Well well well, what do we have here, The town fag and the town virgin together."
An unpleasantly familiar voice says. Ace Merrill With Richard Chambers and Billy Tessio. Richard, also Known as Eyeball, and Billy are older brothers of two of Gordie's Friends Chris Chambers and Vern Tessio.
"well if it isn't the towns biggest A-holes." Robert retorts and I high five him.
"Watch yourself, freak." Ace warns him.
His Icy blue eyes shift over to me. I glare up at him. "You know I can fix your problem, all you have to do is say the word." I scoff in disgust. I don't care how hot he looks he's a horrible person.I look at Robert, ignoring him. Robert's face was turning red as his hair and his jaw was clenched. Ace puts his arm around me.And i shrug away but he holds onto me tighter.
"Don't. Touch. Her or else." Robert hisses.It actually scared me how angry he was, he's usually so serene and happy.
Ace glares at him. "or else what, you'll beat me up? ooh, I'm trembling." He smirks' Robert is fuming but he knows better than to fight with Ace.
"Leave me alone, Ace go screw one of your boyfriends you brought." I snap at him.
His smirk fades and he grabs my face firmly.
"Don't mess with me Daisy, you don't want to get on my bad side, just remember that." he says in a low menacing voice.
He suddenly kisses my mouth forcefully, making me shriek in shock. He releases me and smirks cockily before signaling the others and stalking down the room.
I hate Ace Merrill.
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RIP to my youth (Stand By Me Story)
FanfictionThat summer of 1959 was one of unforgettable moments of sadness, secrets and terror, but the most important lesson of all: true friendship. Gordie lechance goes on an life changing adventure along with his older sister, Daisy and friends Chris, Vern...