the door bell rings and then there this light knock on the door
i get up form my computer and walk down the hall singing along to D12's pussies like me
"you just a hooooo you just my hoooooo"
i open the door to akid with his head down
he looks up and its chris
my hris
at my house
he looks up wiht tears in hiseyes his glasses are brokn "sorry i'm here i just i need to go somwhere and i dunno i figured they couldnt.."he trails off
"dont explain yourself chris just come in"
he stpes in side and starts to explain himself again"look i know this is weird..i dont know you and shit but i remebr shawn saying you lived near here and stuff and "
"chris its ok...what happend"
he looks at me like he just doesnt want to talk baout it
"ok we dont have to tlak about it...sit down"
i go and get our ice pack
hes so batered his arm is bleeding his eye is already turning balck liek i said his galsses are broken..i take the glasses adn set them down
"can you see"
"no but thats ore fromt he balck eye then anythign else"
"is there any glass in your eye?"
"no just the cut right there"
he points to the spot right nextto his eye and iwipe it wiht a cool cloth
"oh shit..i gotta go shut off my net..on sec ok"
he follows me to my room
"so this is whereyou tlak to me"
"yep"
he just kindlooks around
"whats that?"
he points to the sreen which has my crush diary up (mostly chirs stuff)
"nuthin"
"ahh i see mey name"
"i thought you couldnt see"
"i can kinda"
he sits in my seat andgoes "ha i'm cute...yah right"
"aww you are"
i kinda tousel his hair and hes hrinks back int he seat a little
"sorry i shoudlnt do that"
i got to get another chair and he stops me
he motions for me to sit wiht him
we end up hes sittign on me..more or less hes laying on me
and i'm readign what i wrote abotu him
i'm kinda storking i guess his sides and he flinches
i'm sorry..i forgot abotu that...
"dotn worry you shoudlnt know where i'm brusied"
"chris thats a cut dont tell me any differnt i sawthat even though you tryed to coer it"
his eyes well up and he looks down
"he tooka knife to me...i couldnt get away from him all of a sudden he was there and i couldnt get away. "
i hug him cause thast all i can do
he crys alittle
skip ahead
mom calls--->
"hey mom is ist cool if chris stays here"
"chris?"
"yah you know think about it"
"the little chris"
"yah"
"why?"
"i'll explain later i just...i cant ell himt o leave"
i go in after i get off th phoen thinkign hes asleep and cover him with a blanket...he looks scared even in his sleep...
"i'm not asleep"
"sorry"
"its ok..i juts since i got here ive had you next to me and i feel safer that way"
he makes me wantto cry
i walk over and rub his back liek my mom would do with me
his eys close and i lay next to him...he falls asleep next me
i hear the door and get u to tlak to my mom
he moves a lil but hes all set
"hey"
kinda whis[er
"hey...explain?"
:"hes aslep"
"whys he here?"
"mom his dad hits him and he ran away from his house cause he pulled a knife on im"
"what? is he ok"
"hes scared...i couldnt tel him to leave"
"no of course not"
"i dont knwo what to do"
mom goes int o check on him and comes back.."what happened to his eyes?"
"he punched him and broke his galsses...lil cute here and there"
"oh"
later
chris coems out while were talking
"hey"
"i thought you were asleep"
he sits nex to me"i told you i cnt slep tonight ...i knew id wake up when you left"
"sorry...you want a drink"
"sure"
"water?"
"cool"
mom looks at him..."are you ok"
"tryin to be"
he takes a drink"i'm sorry i just kinda barged in on you. i'll get outta your hair in the morning"
"no problem...does your mom know where you are"
"shit. sorry. no i gotta..can i use your phone"
he dials a number
and i turn ad tell mom that his own friend threw him out caus they didnt want to deal with his problems
"mom hi"
"where the hell are you chris"
"at a freinds. i coudlnt stay there..i thought he was gonna kill me"
mom and i are sittign in the livign room chris is in the dinignroom tlakign we here his dad
"you peice of shit where the fuck are you."
cjris gets all tense and kinda stops tlaking brreathign everyyhing
he looks atus
his mom comes back
"hney just tell m where you are."
the phone disconects and hes almost crying agian
"my mom ealks over and tell him its ok"
later
phone rings
mom answers
for whatever reason i just had to run after chris so he would stay...i take his head ohones and tell him to tlak to me...he starts to cry..were walkign out side
"hello"
"hello,is this erika's?"
"yes i tis this her mother,and you are"
"chris' mom"
"hello"
"hi,is my son there"
"yes he is..thier outside right now"
"oh.i'm sorry he sprung himself on you"
"its no problem. i'm glad he foudn a place to go"
"so am i"
theres a sigh ont he hoen
"my husband gets alittel crazy"
"i see"
"is it possible for chris to stay there until 3 tiday"
"yes"
"tel him i'll pick him up after work"
"ok"
later
i'm sittign around chris is int eh shower
ohone again
"hello"
"hi,is this erika?"
"yes,and this is?"
"chirs mom"
"oh hi"
"hi"
"mom said your picking him up aroudn three right?"
"yes i am.i wanted tot hank you"
"oh"
"no his own friends shun him and you hepled him"
"i tried.. i got him to stya ..i kept him alive for one night altest"
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