Second Chance With You

Chapter 3

(Chase P.O.V)

It has been almost a week since I last saw Christian and the same question was running through my mind. When did Christian have cancer? Is he ok? Does he get check ups regularly?

I need to see him again. It seems like it was just yesterday I saw him. Both eighteen and me being a huge dick to him. The way he looked at that time is still fresh in my brain.

He was so pale and frail looking. Dark purple marks surrounded his eyes and he was forever in beanies. Almost everytime I saw him he was sketching in his notebook or listening to music. The one thing I always admired about him though was his smart mouth. He never took my shit sitting down and he was never afraid of me.

That was always the thing that pissed me off as well. He would either call me 'babe' or 'sweet heart' and he even called me 'big daddy' at one point. He never knew though how his words really affected me. I loved them but I hated them too because I was confused about myself and my emotions.

I never knew who I was as a teenager because I never knew myself and was confused about who I was and who I wanted to be. I never told anyone who I thought I was because nobody would understand or even accept me for who I was. So I stayed quiet and worked through it alone.

What confirmed me of who I was, was the first time when I was fourteen and a freshman in high school was seeing Christian. He was so beautiful that he took my breathe away. That was also when I became uncomfortable with myself and started becoming something that I didn't want to be.

A person like my father.

Begin picking on the weaker to make yourself look stronger. The thing was though, he was the only one I bullied. I was the only one who noticed him because he was a wall flower in school. He went unnoticed by others but very noticed by me.

If I had the power to turn back time and do things all over again I would in a heart beat. We could have made so many wonderful memories together. A first date. First kiss. Watching movies together. Sharing secrets. Saying I love you. Finally, when we both were ready we could have shared our first time together. We could have been so hopelessly in love with each other and still be together today had I not been so stupid and ruin it all.

Now that I have seen him again I intend to do things right this time. Tonight, I am going back to Midnight Madness and I plan on getting to know him more. I plan to talk to him and hopefully become his friend. I just hope that at some point we can become more than friends but for right now I just want him in my life in a different way than my target for bullying.
-time skip to le bar-

After going home to change into something more casual I finally make it to the bar.

"I hope he is working today." I mumble to myself.

I came around the same time I did the other day because I didn't know his time schedule at his other job. Looking over drunk dancers shoulders and shoving my way through the crowd I finally made it to the bar and claimed an empty seat. I smiled when I saw him. He hasn't noticed me yet so I took the time I had and openly checked him out.

Tonight he was wearing tight skinny jeans that was black on one side and red checker board on the other. His shirt was loose and fell to the waist line of his jeans to show his pink studded belt. His hair was in his face but tonight he wore no beanie on his head. I was so zoned out in staring at him that I never noticed he was standing right in front of me until he waved his hand in my face.

"Earth to Chase. Hey!" he laughed at me.

"Sorry. I was in a completely different mind set." I said and laughed. I ordered a plain coke and waited for him to come back.

"What brings you back?" he asked me. You I thought to myself.

"Just needed to get out. I rarely come to bars but sometimes I would rather be around crowds. Do you have time to for a break?" I asked. He looked taken aback by my question but turned to look for his boss.

When he finally found him; his boss gave him the rest of the night off. Everything is going great.

"Well you got me the rest of the night off Chase so you better make it worth my while." he said and laughed.

"I will try my hardest if your good company for me." I said and winked. A small tint of blush creeped upon his cheek.

"Would you like to go somewhere more quiet?" I asked. The music was making my ears ring.

"Not to sound strange or creepy but my apartment is literally right around the corner. Do you want to go there?" he asked me.

"Sure. What about my car?" I asked. I really would hate for my car to get broken into or stolen. Not on my plan list.

"Drive us there." he simply stated. I shrugged my shoulders and we stood up to leave.

As we were walking out a girl bumped into Christian and sent him flying back againist me. My arms automatically caught him and held him againist me. My heart thumped against my chest and I was hesitant to let him go. He giggled and turned to face me.

"Sorry!" he shouted over the sound of the music. I just smiled and waved it off.

Five minutes later we made it to his apartment. It was a nice place in a good area of town. No drug deals going on in the parking lot or drunks stumbling around so it seemed safe.

We made it up to his apartment and he unlocked it to let me in. He escorted me to his living room and I chose to sit in the recliner.

"Would you like a drink?" he asks me.

"No thank you I'm fine." I say. We sat in an akward silence. I rubbed my sweaty palms over my jeans and looked around. His walls was a rich brown color and had a variety of pictures on it. The ones that stood out to me the most was two self portriats of himself.

I walked over to them and one was of him in high school. His face was pale and dark circles surrounded his eyes. His eyes were closed and on his bald head layed his black beanie. His chest was bare and his collar bone protruded far from his body. Every rib was visible and his hip bones were too.

"My before picture." I heard him say behind me.

"You were still in high school in this picture." I say to him. I didn't turn to face him. Instead I looked at the one next too it.

"I am surprised you remembered what I look like from high school." he says. Hkw could I forget?

"I was your tormentor. How could I forget?" I say. His next picture was a recent one of him. His hair covered his face and only one eye was visible in this picture. It was opened and it seemed like he was looking right at me. His two lip rings were visible and there was just a hint of his eye brow piercing showing. He wore eyeliner and no mascara, his eyelashes were dark enough and long to where it seemed he wore mascara all the time anyways. This picture stopped at his neck.

"My after picture. I like to show the changes I made and stuff like that." he said. I turned and fully faced him.

"Well I must say you changed drastically. You look the same yet very different." I say.

"Well you haven't changed period. You look exactly the same except your a little taller." he said.

"And better looking" I said and smirked at him.

"Oh please. Don't flatter yourself." he said and laughed.

"You wound me Christian. Ouch." I say and laugh.

"Pay backs a bitch." he said. I didn't laugh. Instead I became serious. Was he mad at me? I wouldn't blame him if he was. I mean if I was in the same room with the person who bullied me for years I would be a little tense and up set too. I opened my mouth to talk and he cut me off.

"So why did you want to see me Chase? You here to smack me around?" he asked.