chapter twenty-seven

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^^^listen to the song while you read^^^

Gordie was sitting against a tree quietly. "Hey, maybe we should take Gordie back?" Chris suggested. "Oh great, Chambers! Now you're turning pussy too!" Teddy said, angrily. "Whats your problem, Duchamp! He had a leech hanging from his balls! He fainted!" I told him. "Oh are you his mother?!" He asked me. "Eat shit!" I said, giving him my middle finger. "You eat shit!" He yelled.
We were all tired, angry, hot, muddy, and hungry. We all just wanted to go home. But we all knew we'd come to far just to give up and go home. Although I didn't want to go home, I would if they did. There is no way in hell I'd do it alone.
"Hey, I think Y/N is right! Let's go home," Vern said. He had wanted to go back home the whole time, so this wasn't new. "Oh haha! The king of pussies wants to go back! What a surprise!" Teddy yelled. "Stop calling me that!" Vern said, finally standing up for himself. "Pussy! Pussy! Pussy!" Teddy mocked. "You four-eyed phsycho!" Vern yelled. Vern jumped on him and started punching him. "Two for flinching! You like it! You like it!?" Vern yelled.
Honestly, I was proud of him. He always let Teddy walk all over him. Not anymore.
"Stop it guys!" I yelled. They didn't listen. Chris tried to break them up. "Stop it," Gordie said quietly from the tree. "STOP IT!!" He yelled. They stopped. "I'm not going back!" He said, as he got his stuff and walked down the forest.

~Gordie's pov~
I didn't know why I needed to see that body so badly. Even if the others didn't follow me, I would've gone on alone.

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