No homo? (Josh x Chris)

~Chapter 3 - Long way Home~

~Again, from Chris's perspective~

The driver didn't ask any more questions while we were still in the car. Well, I guess if you Had just picked up two strangers that were covered in dirt and blood, and one of them looked like a fucking monster. You probably wouldn't be saying thing either. I grab Josh's hand that he used to hide his face, and put both of our hands on the seat in between us. He just glared at me and smiled.

"So, are you still with Ashley?" Josh asks me, looking out the window into the ever blowing wind of the winter and snow. I squeeze his hand a little bit tighter.

"No, she moved away because her parents were worried about all of the recent disappearances. And, I don't like long distance relationships anyway. So..." I also look at the window. Trees and houses wiz by us, covered in the whiteness of the snow. as the snowflakes fall onto the window, I can see their patterns right before they melt and combine together into one mound of water that slides diagonally across the car window As we move.

Josh caught me off guard by laying his head on my shoulder, I blush slightly. " sorry dude, I know that you really liked her. At least now, you have me with you," he yawns, closes his eyes, and sniffles.

"Yeah," I respond shakily to his comment. I hadn't thought about how much sleep he'd gotten over the past couple of days. I'd imagine that being mortified every day for a month because of possibility of being ripped apart by a windigo, would keep you pretty sleepless.

I leave his head on my shoulder, and continue looking out the window, thinking about what I'm going to do about Josh when we return.

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Before we go on the train back towards my house, I buy josh a box full of surgical masks so we wouldn't attract too much attention to ourselves. (Especially josh)We talk casually through out the train ride, about what he'd want to do once we get back to my apartment. I just wanted to relax on the couch, and Of course, he said we wanted to take a shower, and sleep.

On the walk back to my apartment, I ask him,"What about your parents? Don't you want to see them?" Again, he lets out a small sigh as I fumble with the keys to my apartment.

" what'll they care? Both of their daughters are 'missing,' I've been gone for a month, and once I'd come back, and they realize what I've done, and what I've be become. I don't think they'd want me back. Besides, I don't want to go back. And I don't think anyone else would forgive me for what I've done," He  responds. I suppose that I understand that. I don't think a lot of people would want to see you again after they thought you were going to kill them, or knew that you played Saw in real life with your own friends.

As I'm finally able to unlock the door to my apartment we are greeted with the sweet smell of home. Everything in the place exactly how I left it before I went to find josh. To the right of the living room, Video game controllers lay on the coffee table in front of the small grey couch and tv, to the left a small kitchen with an even smaller island in the middle of it, a bowl of the cereal I had this morning lay on top of it. The door to my room swung open, so that you could see my unmade bed.

When josh walks in, he immediately removes his surgical mask to reveal his half windigo features to me. The more I get used to looking at it, the more he turns frightening into cool looking.

" I guess, you can stay with me for now, at least until you're able to support yourself. if you want you can take your shower, and you can borrow some of my clothes for now," I shut the door behind us, toss  my keys into a small dish besides the door, and take off my jacket. He walks over and falls onto the grey couch face first, and gives a sigh of relief into the square shaped pillows.