Gordie's POV
Chris was still holding on to me tightly, crying into my shoulder blade.
I usually would have just turned and hugged him, but I need to know why Eyeball is freaking the fuck out.
I reached over and slipped my shaky fingers on to his shoulders, "Eyeball, what's wrong? Why are freaking out?"
Eyeball snapped his head towards me, I saw fear and loss in his eyes.
Then he cupped my cheek in his hands.
The feeling of his touch reminded me of Chris, they must have the same hands.
"Eye-", I began to try and talk, but he cut me off.
Eyeball looked at me deeply in my eyes, "Gordie, this is history reaping itself. Chris can't lose you."
I looked at him shocked at the words that had just come out of his mouth.
Did he believe I would die, like Denny?
I couldn't have, people think Chris and I are just friends.
Nothing would happen... Nothing could happen, right.
I felt Chris move his head up to look at us two, "Eyeball, he won't die. I won't let him."
I felt Chris energy change, at first he was very sad at the whole situation. Now, well now it was completely different.
He was angry, not at us. I could tell it wasn't us, no. Chris was angry at his parents.
"Don't worry about something I won't let happen, we have bigger issues on our hands."
I could tell Eyeball was confused, but I wasn't.
Chris and I were very close, you might even say he is my other half.
So I knew exactly what he was about to explain.
"The babies Eyeball! The fucking kids that all of our parents will neglect because they are all fucking retarded! Jesus, Gordie's parents probably want the new baby to grow up and be Denny. Well, that's not gonna fucking happen, so they are just gonna toss it to the side like they did Gordie."
The rage built up in Chris thinking about the way my parent's treated me. He could barely even look at them without rage building up inside of him.
I put my hand down on Chris's, so it was just resting on him. I could feel him become less and less angry, which I was very pleased with.
"Then we have our situation, are we just gonna watch that baby get hit and abused like us? I don't, I'm a big brother now. I have the responsibility now too.
Eyeball looked down at the steering wheel," Sorry Chris, I wish I was a better bigger brother. I wish I would have slugged dad in the face the very first time he ever put a hand on you, but I was scared. Scared because I knew he would do worse to the both of us, scared of everything he was capable of. I tried to keep you out of the house and at Gordie's as much as possible, but I guess it just wasn't enough."
"Yeah sure Eyeball, you just needed a reason to get over there to see Denny! You never did it for me, you were always shit to me! Now I will not let this baby go through the same thing!"
I almost turned around and started to yell at Chris myself, what had gotten into him?
"You know what Chris, fuck you! Fuck you for being stuck in your own fucking world to even realize everything I have done and did was for you! You and Denny were and are everything I have ever had. That's why when he died I still drove you over to Gordie's whenever dad was getting too rough, did you ever think it hurts me to see that house? To want everything you guys have? A fucking chance! A fucking chance to get told about everything that could happen, to have someone to fucking help us. Jesus, stop being so self-absorbed and notice that shit people do for you."
The tension in the air made me uncomfortable, mainly because I was sitting right in the middle of them. Yet I knew they wouldn't throw a punch. Chris would be too afraid of accidentally hitting me, and Eyeball would be afraid of accidentally hitting Denny's little brother.
"I'm Sorry Eyeball, I shouldn't have snapped at you. I should have noticed how much you have done and you still do for me. So thank you."
Eyeball turned and looked at him then led over.
This caused us three to group hug, which in reality was them hugging me. I didn't know what to do at this moment, except wish that Denny was here.
I didn't say that out loud, I didn't think it was something that needed to be said. There were too many issues and emotions to be dealt with already. I didn't need to stack mine on top.
"Okay boys, what do you two wanna do?", Eyeball said sitting correctly.
I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing for sure on what our next steps should be.
"Well Eyeball, what do you think we should do? You are the oldest, it's your call.", Chris seemed to be as brain-dead as I was at this moment, but he was an older brother. This was all new to us.
"Okay well we need to decide now, do we let them be close or keep them apart?"
I didn't think about that, I just figured they would do what they want.
Chris shrugged at this, "I mean I don't think neither Gordie or I thought of that. What do you think the best would be?"
"Well, it's kinda up to you both. I mean I am going to be getting busy, I need to get a job that can provide for the kid. Did you really think mom and dad were? How do you think you always had food and clothes?"
"Holy shit, you had a job at a young age just for me?", Chris began to question from behind me.
I reached over and grabbed his hand, making his arm go around my stomach as they had before. I like being in his arms.
Eyeball smirked at the both of us, "No, I stole most of the things. But I'm pretty sure most of the managers at the places knew our shitty parents and didn't care. It still was a risky business for only being like 8 years old.", Eyeball finished off his statement with a wink, then began the engine of his beaten up truck that we had sat in for almost two hours.
We began to make our way back into town, but Chris whispered into my ear on our back, "Don't worry, we can take care of them together. Almost like a really fucked up family.", he then kissed my cheek.
In some weird way, I smiled at the thought of raising kids with Chris, even if we were the only freshman in high school.
I then laid my head on Chris chest, not buckled in a seat belt. But this almost felt like heaven.
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