Eyeballs POV
"Wanna hear a story Luke?", I began to ask my baby brother who probably couldn't even understand anything that I was saying.
I sat him up so his little back and head were resting up on my thighs.
I myself was leaning on my head board holding his little hands.
His baby blue-eyed looked at my gray ones that had to darken over time from sadness and grief.
But I loved his pure innocent eyes, barely have even seen the terrible events and feelings this world had to offer.
Yet staring down at him, he looked like Chris when he was a baby. I couldn't help but smile at myself because even though life has a lot of shitty things to offer us, it also has a lot of beautiful things to offer us. Like Luke Chris's innocent eyes and there bright smiles.
"Luke, I can't wait for you to grow up. Your gonna be amazing, your gonna follow in Chris's foot steps. He's done amazing things like getting into college classes and not following in our parents foot steps. He has even found love, and it's beautiful."
"Your gonna fall in love one day to Luke, and it's gonna beautiful.", I stopped for a seconded then continued,"Your either gonna make a boy or girl really happy one day. And me, well I'll protect you. No matter what."
"You wanna know why?", I asked him, and he smiled at me, almost like he was trying to tell me yes.
"Well you see Luke, I have already met the person I was deeply in love with. But he died a while back.", I had to stop because if I didn't I would have started crying.
I looked up at the ceiling, took a deep breathe and continued,"His name was Denny, Denny Lachance. I'm sure your gonna hear that last name a lot in your life Luke. But Denny, Denny was beautiful. His smile could make a whole turn their heads. Yet it wasn't his look's that made me fall in love with him, it was the way he treated me. Around him I wasn't some dumb low life Chambers kid, I was Richard Chambers. The kid who could do what ever he set his mind to, the kid who loved his family and friends with his whole heart."
I stopped my story and looked at Luke who was just looking at me. To me it almost felt like he was listening and knew what I was talking about.
"When your older I'll tell you the whole story, that way you will understand better. I also want you to watch out for Ace. He is someone I never want you to meet, but because of where we live you will probably will have to. Don't worry though, I will make sure he never makes a mark on you."
Then I picked him up, brought him to my face and planted a little kiss on his soft baby cheek.
He began to giggle softly, making my heart feel warm with happiness, "How could anybody ever wanna hurt you, you're so precious."
His eyes sparkled and he had the cutest toothless grin.
I then slid down and rested his head on my chest so he was looking to the side.
Rubbing his back, I could feel his breaths slowing down. He would soon be in a peaceful sleep soon.
While the topic was still on my mind I quickly began to remember Ace asking me the other day is Chris was gay. I had told him no and that Chris was just to busy taking care of Luke to go on dates. But I know Ace, and I know that wasn't a good enough answer for him.
My head began to drift away, trying to stop thinking about Ace and that situation.
So I began to think about if Denny was still here. What if this could be our baby laying on my chest, and we lived in a town father away. Living a beautiful life, together.
I began to feel my heart speed up, and I knew I had to get out.
Being as gentle and careful as possible I quickly stood up, resting Luke in my arms.
I then opened my door and made my way down the hallway to Chris's room.
"Hey so I need to leave a little earlier than expected.", I began telling the both of them as I entered his room.
Thank god Chris and Gordie were both clothed and not doing anything terrible.
I swear the have sex when ever they see each other.
I walked over and laid Luke down on Chris's chest. Gordie was laying his head on Chris's shoulder so he was pretty much staring at Luke.
"Um okay, are you fine Eyeball?", Chris began to ask as I was clearly trying to leave as quickly as possible.
"Yup, well bye!", and with that, I began to pretty much run out of my house.
Needing to get away.
I began to run so fast and far that I just let my leg's take me where ever they please.
Which I wish I would have been paying attention because when I stopped myself and I looked around at my surroundings.
When I noticed where I wad at I began to cry a lot more.
I was on a back road, but this back road held terrible terrible memories that I will never be able to forget.
I was standing right in the place where Ace ran his truck right into Denny and me.
Standing here made terrible, horrible memories run through my head.
I remember everything, the sounds, the feeling, even the smell.
"Denny, why did you have to die?", I whisper to myself sitting down.
I lifted my knee's up to my head and began to cry.
"Denny, you know sometimes I wanna kill myself so I can be with you. I wanna end it all to be with you. Your all that I want in my life, but your gone.", I started trailing off with my voice. Letting more and more tears fall out.
"The only reason that I stay here is to watch over Chris and now Luke. They are the ONLY reason I am sane. I mean I guess Gordie is also a plus because I'm trying to watch him for you. But Denny your the only thing that seems right and your gone. Nothings right, nothing."
I continued to cry, but looked up to the sky for a second. Hoping he would hear what I was about to say,"I miss you every fucking day, your all I ever think about... I love you Denny."
Then almost like a whisper, I swear to god I heard, "I love you too.", in Denny's voice.
I must have been going crazy. No I am fucking like crazy, but I know that was Denny.
Nobody could tell me other wise.
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Here's Chapter 21!Enjoy!❤
This is sorta a filler, but I wanted to give Eyeball some more book time!
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