A Fuck Up I Need

Chapter 8

And so I walked home.

I walked to Herkins home.

Why did I not want him to stop kissing me?

Like I said Chase, desperate much?

Bro, just SHUT UP!!

I rush to my room. I close the door and lay on my bed. My mind is racing about Herkin. I should apologize, I was very rude to him about my wrists. He only wanted to help.     

I bandage up my shoulder, it stopped bleeding now.

But that's not the only thing I've been thinking about. How long has he been feeling like this? Why didn't he tell me? I remember a time where I had feelings for the German doctor. Not because he was hot, we have the same damn face, but because of who he is. I thought I didn't have a chance, then I met Stacy...

Stacy...

I want to call her....I should....I should win back my wife.

CHASE, SHE DOESNT WANT YOU ANYMORE!

I KNOW! I KNOW OKAY? JUST LET ME GIVE IT A TRY!

I grab my phone before the voice in my head could answer. The first thing I see is that I have several miss calls from the septics. Especially Herkin. I remember how it felt when he kissed me. I'm not sure if it's because we're based off the same person or if it's because that was the first time I was kissed by a man, but it felt...great. Better than any kiss I've ever had.

I was so focused on Herkin that I didn't noticed that I called him instead of Stacy.

"Chase? Are you Okay? Vhere are you? I'm so  sorry for vhat I did," he rambles.
His German accent giving me butterflies like it did all those years ago.

Shit. No, I don't like Schneeplestein like that!

"Oh, yeah, I'm back at your place Schneep, sorry for running off like that, I just...uh..." I didnt know how to finish that sentence.

"I know Chase, I know what you mean, is your knife wound Okay? That's why I've been calling you," His German voice says sadly.

My heart sank. I really hurt him. Uuuuuugh.

"Yeah Schneep, it's fine, everything is fine," I say, rubbing my head.

"Chase, when I get home, we need to talk about your wrists, okay?" He says.

That's not the only thing we need to talk about.

I sigh. "Yeah, Herkin, when will you be back?" I ask, really just tired from today.

"Thirty minutes, Jackieboy came back because he left something and started another fight," Herkin informed.

I groaned.

"With who?" I asked, terrified at the damage out hero caused.

"Vilford Motherloving Varfstache,"

I sat up.

"What?! Did anyone get shot? Is everyone alive?!" I rant.

What an idiot Jackie is being.

"Everyone is fine, there is just some broken vases and bullet holes in the vall, Sliver Shepared and Jameson broke up the fight before anyone got severely hurt," Herkin explained.

I breathed a breathe of relief.

I heard Herkin laugh on the other end of the line. His laugh is cute.