Silver Bells

4: Chris's Confession At The Shop

A bit shorter because I have history homework to do over break and it's a lot. I'm trying not to half-ass high-school.

Read the announcement at the end! :)

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Charlotte was asleep on top of Ricky, soft snores leaving her plump lips as she continued to ignore the bickering of the guys in the background.

Ricky was rubbing his right hand up and down her back, her warmth radiating into him.

Licking his lips, he looks at Chris, "You don't have to stare you know."

"Jealously is a wonderful thing." He takes a sip of his water, narrowing is eyes, "I know she trusts you. I know she wants you. She has never cared to even look at me as more than a friend. I would prefer it to stay that way. I'll do nothing more than hurt her."

Vinny groans, "You two are most depressed idiots I have ever met."

Balz smacks him, "Shut the fuck up you whore."

Ricky rolls his eyes, "I'm stealing the guest room, Josh."

He wakes Charlotte up quickly, telling her that they're going to move to a much more comfortable spot other than where they're at.

Obviously, Chris was glaring, shooting daggers into the back of Rick's head.

Dumbass.

Little fucking bitch.

After he closes the door, and locks it, he lays back against the pillows, letting her climb between his legs and write her arms around his torso.

Right back into the same position.

"I love you Charlotte, and I hope you know that."

"Mmmph. And I love my sleep."

"I'm confessing m-"

"Your confession won't mean anything when you find someone who can treat you like a king. After all, all I'll do is ruin your life. That's what my exes said."

Ricky goes quiet for only a moment. Oh? And why hadn't she told that to him before? She dated people?

When?

How long was he not paying attention?

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"I can't believe you started twerking in front of that old lady, Vin." Chris complains, following behind the group as they were walking through the outlet mall.

"She liked it though, so what's the problem?"

"You immature fuck, she's old, that's rude and disrespectful."

Balz chimes in, "But she liked it."

"That—she was like 90!!" Ryan says, elbowing Vinny in his side.

"So? She probably wants good dick. She probably hasn't had sex since she was 45." Justin joins in on the conversation again, he has different opinions on everything. He could think things one time, and then think another thing the next.

He was a weird guy.

Sometimes he was sane.. but that wasn't often.

"I cannot believe them," Ricky starts, "We're in the mall, a public area."

Charlotte shrugs, "Leave them be, they'll be fine."

Rick clenches his jaw, he absolutely hates the band especially when they're overly provocative in front of people. None of them have manners and it shakes him to the absolute core.

Obviously they cannot control themselves. Especially in public. He cannot elucidate more on the idea—pathetic at the most—sane at the least.

If the boys would chill just this once, just this once.

"I'm starving, can we go get some food?"

"Go on, sweet child, if you need it."

"This is why I appreciate Ricky more than the rest of you." Charlotte says, and Chris turns around, holding his hand over his heart.

She really did then him like that huh?

Bitch.

"You're a whore."

Charlotte chuckles, "Your ex said the exact same thing to you."

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Ricky positions himself in one of the chairs by the counter, watching as the boys fuck around a bit more. He was exhausted—and he just wants Charlotte to himself—-what more going a man ask for other than a loyal girl?

Right?

Chris was leaning against one of the shelves, watching as she would walk up to Ricky, talk to him, it was complete bullshit!

He absolutely hated it.

At this point, he was going to say a few words that no one could/would ever like. This is his confession, he's already told Ryan, who called him a dick for it, but his opinion doesn't matter.

Fortunately there was non one in the store since hours were going to start a bit later than usual.

Chris walks up to them, "I'm tired of this. I'm tired of all of this. Watching your near romance play out and the stupid fairytale friendship turn into a sparkling relationship as you two end up getting married and have beautiful kids."

Ricky narrows his eyes, "Excuse me? We don't remember asking for your opinion. Just because you're jealous—"

"I'm not jealous!" Christopher yells, "I mean I am but I want her! I've always wanted her and you know this! Well you just found out but that doesn't matter. You're so fucking stupid for getting with someone who's a crackhead instead of pushing away Charlotte. Plus, now you want her? That's just bullshit!"

Charlotte was standing, frozen next to Ricky, thoughts roaming through her head.

Sorry, but what's the point of this conversation again?

She doesn't even know.

Licking her lips, she finally speaks, "Chris I don't like you. I've always thought of you as a friend, not anything more. You're being irrational and only thinking about yourself. Now I'm only going to tell you this once——please leave."

His lips part as if he was going to say something, but he only shakes his head. Heartbroken.

That's how he felt.

She was right.

He never took anyone else into consideration. But that's what people do.

Only think about themselves.

Normal occurrence, completely normal. He decided it was his time to go, throwing on his jacket and leaving the store.

Fuck them.

Fuck love.

Ryan comes out of one of the isles, "Do you think he'll be okay?"

Charlotte looked like she was about to cry, of course she was at fault for this. Maybe if she would've dated Christopher then all of this would be fine. The band would be fine.

Right?

She's sure.

"You look like you're about to cry." Vinny says, and Ricky rolls his eyes.

"If you say that then she will cry you fucking idiot!"

"Oh shit." Vinny starts, "Sorry babes."

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