LaChambers- Secrecy is Key

Part 2- Days Like These

Gordie's POV:

"Gordie. MAN! Hurry up, Gordo." Chris was yelling as he banged on my front doors.

The sun was just risen to noon and my parents were out milling about, my mother tilling the garden, with the dazed look that has wandered and haunted her eyes ever since Denny left. My father gone like usual, sometimes for hours, sometimes for days. It never really meant a lot to me anyways since I was just their forgotten child.

"One sec!!" I yelled from the top of my lungs as I plunged myself towards the bottom of the stairs to the front door, my room was on the upper floor so it look me a good 10 second sprint to answer the door.

His pounding on the door became more rapid, "I'm hurrying! I'm hurrying!, shish", "oh my gosh Chris!". My sudden reaction was all it took for me to be able to tell that his dad had given him a hiding again.

On days like these Christopher would just spend the rest of the day with me, sometimes even nights. Me and him have begun to grow closer and closer through the broken bits in our life, our parents. Sometimes we would hang out in the tree house and crack open a Cola, while others we just stay over at my house and chill on my bed. That was what we were doing right now, of course after I patched him up, I was busy writing away in my journal, creating all types of stories; short and long. Chris on the other hand is flipping through the newest edition of "Modern Teen" that he got for 5¢ at the local Lloyd Center, he always thought the girls in it were so hot.

"Gordie?"

"Yeah Chris?"

"Isn't she hot" his cheeks were so rosy whenever he blushed.

"Not as hot as you" I say jokingly, we always made funny jokes like this. Everyone in Castle Rock knows he has a crush on Emily Ann, a brown haired, teddy bear eyed girl from school.

"Oh shut it LaChambers" Chris drawled, suddenly freezing up "Err sorry I meant LaChance" his face taking on a deep red.

Chris wasn't usually like this, whenever he came over we were like brothers, but today he was different, constantly blushing and awkward. I could tell that there was something off about him, he wasn't the usual bubbly, happy, charming person he always is.

"You ok Chambers?" I could tell he wasn't, I don't know what his Pa did to him this time but it wasn't good.

On days like these Christopher is my train of thought, he means so much to me and to see him like this I know I have to do something about it.