raven's song {chris motionless}

ten • tears and cologne

Raven's POV

"You need to at least talk to Chris. He hasn't been out of his apartment for three days. He didn't mean it, Rave," Angelo said over the phone.

"No, Ange. You don't under-"

"Don't tell me I don't understand, Raven. Chris showed me the note right after you left. I was the second person to see it. Let me tell you, Chris was not the only person who got hurt by you leaving." I could hear the frustration in his voice. Angelo never got angry, especially at me.

I sighed and reply, "I'm really sorry, Ange. I'll go over and see Chris, if it'll make you happy."

"Do it for you. Do it for Chris. Oh, and by the way, we are all at his apartment right now and he won't come out of his room. So, please help."

I closed my eyes and exhaled. I knew he was right - about everything he said. "What's the address?"

I scribbled down the address Angelo had given me and said goodbye. I trudged upstairs and slipped out of my spandex shorts and tank top. I put on a pair of ripped, black jeans. As I was digging for a shirt, I found ...

Chris's Misfits shirt.

I didn't mean to cry. I guess all of this was just now hitting me. I had left Chris, we cut off all communication for four  years, TJ just happened to be best friends with Chris's band, and boom; here we are.

I shrugged into the Misfits shirt. I was sad that it didn't smell like Chris anymore. Maybe I could steal some cologne from him, at least to spray on the shirt.

I walked to my truck and pulled myself in. The drive to Chris's was long. I put my playlist on shuffle, and tears fell down my face as I heard Saturday Night start playing.

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Ryan let me into the apartment. The guys were littered around his t.v., snacking on his food. I sighed and tossed them thirty dollars. "Order a pizza?"

"Damn, thanks, Raven," Balz said.

"Where's his room?" I asked.

"First door on the left," Ricky informed me.

I walked upstairs and gently knocked on Chris's door. "Go away!" He yelled.

"Chrissy, it's me. Can I come in?"

He was quiet for a second, and then said, "no."

I tried opening the door, but like I thought, it was locked.

Stupid. Well, that's why I have a bobby pin in my pocket.

I skillfully picked the lock on the door and it popped open. Chris was laying in bed, looking at the ceiling. His eyebrows were gone and his hair was greasy.

"Chris, talk to me," I beg after he's quiet for awhile.

"You know I didn't mean what I said, Raven," he murmured.

I walked over to his bed and climbed in next to him, wrapping myself around his skinny body. I hear him sniffle and look up to see him ... crying.

"Oh, Chris," I say, and then the waterworks start for me, too. "I know you didn't. I was being stupid."

"I've missed you so so much." He looked me in the eyes, still crying. "When I found that note, I broke down. I stayed hidden away for weeks. I looked for you," he coughed from trying to hold back his tears, and then continued, "and I could never seem to find you. When I saw you again, I didn't know what to do."

"I'm sorry," I sobbed. "I never meant to hurt you like that, Chris." I push myself deeper into his side, it that's even possible.

"Shh, it's okay, birdy. I'm not mad. I ... I love you so much."

"I love you too, Chris," I cried. I mean it, too. Seeing Chris again brought up these old feelings, from before I left, and I think that's what made me want to stay away. I've always been in love with him.

I untangled myself from him and he looked at my shirt - his shirt. He smiled through his tears. "That's my shirt."

"It doesn't smell like you anymore."

He grabbed his cologne off of his bedside table and sprayed me down with it, as well as himself. "Let's go downstairs."

He grabbed my hand, making us both smile, and led me down to the living room. I had my Chris back.

All future chapters will be present time, unless a flashback chapter is need to further explain any part of the story.
     - salem ♡

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