My Own Private Paradise

Author: hell's lil angel13

Summary:Before and after the journey to find Ray Brower, there was another one there. After their journey, what happens next? How did they change, how did they stay?

Disclaimer: see chapter one

A/N:This one is kinda short, sorry about that, but I'm sure the rest will be longer. And, this is 2 in one day. Can you say horray for spring break? YAY!
JJAH: Yeah, I agree, the basement does suit Teddy. I tried putting him in a normal room and I didn't like it, so I threw him into the basement pretty much. Haha, glad you like the story.

Starting Out

It was just after eleven o'clock that morning when we set out after the body. To tell you the truth, I was having a few second thoughts about going at all. But, I said I'd go and I really wanted to. Plus, wanting to go back would be pussy and Shannon Elizabeth Collins is no pussy! I wouldn't turn back until we started back towards Castle Rock.

Teddy and I met Vern at the tree and then waited for Chris and Gordie to come. We didn't have to wait long, they came only a few minutes after we did. Gordie looked kinda sad about something and I was about to ask him what was wrong when Chris started laughing.

"What's so funny?" I asked him suspiciously. He looked kinda stupid, standing there and just randomly laughing. He told us about the incident behind the Blue Point Diner with his father's .45 and accidentally shooting a garbage can.

"Aww, that poor garbage can! Gordie, how could you?" I said jokingly and Gordie looked at me, a mock-hurt look on his face.

"When did you turn into such a pussy Collins?" he asked me and I sucker-punched him in the arm without skipping a beat.

"I'm no pussy Lachance!" I said quickly as we started walking. "How far do you think it's gonna be?"

"I'd say about twenty miles, if we follow the tracks all the way into Harlow," Chris said thoughtfully. "Sound right to you Gordie?"

"Yeah, yeah it might even be thirty."

Behind me, I heard Vern and Teddy fighting over whether they should just walk or hitchhike to Harlow.

"Did you mother ever have any kids who lived?" I heard Teddy say and I snorted. With them, this was going to be a long and interesting journey alright.

We were walking on the tracks just past the View when Vern stopped the guys from singing—a break for my ears, thank God—and mentioned his hunger. "Hey I'm kinda hungry, who's got the food?"

"Oh shit, did anybody bring anything?" Teddy said and I looked around. I don't think any of us did. Boy were we screwed now!

"Nope, Gordie?"

Gordie shook his head and Teddy groaned. "What are we supposed to do, eat our feet?"

"If we are eating our feet, you keep your stinky, jammy toes away from me," I said quickly.

"What you didn't bring anything either?" he yelled at me. We all started arguing over the stupidest thing that we could think of: why we didn't bring food. Vern had to defend his comb, which was pretty weak and stupid if I say so myself, when Gordie stopped us by saying, "Let's just see how much money we have!"

Together, we had two-thirty-eight. Gordie mentioned Quidachioluo's being a little ways past the junkyard where we could get come food and tonics.

Chris looked over his shoulder to see an oncoming train. We jumped off the tracks onto the grass, all of us except for Teddy. He stayed on the tracks with this freakish gleam in his eyes behind those giant coke-bottle glasses.

"Come on Teddy, get down," Chris said, but Teddy, being the stubborn assed moron he was, was all, "No, I'm gonna dodge it."

"Teddy, come on, you're crazy, get down here," I yelled as the train started coming faster towards us. Next thing I know, Chris is pushing past me and running up to the tracks and wrestling Teddy down to the ground and away from the ground.

"I'm just trying to save your life! You wanna get yourself killed, is that what you want god dammit? You're trying to kill yourself!" Chris yelled over the sound of the train, Teddy screaming and swearing at him the entire time.

I tried to get in between them, trying to break them up with the help of Gordie and Vern. But, just as the train passed us, I got an elbow right in the chest and another right in my nose. I think I tasted blood.

I don't really remember who I hit, but I swung out my arm and my fist came in contact with something. That stopped everything and while Chris and Teddy were off making peace and Gordie came to see me. He gave me some of his water out of his canteen and told me there was blood on my face.

"Just hold still," he said and took the bottom of his shirt and wiped the blood off my nose. Chris and Teddy were back then and we started moving again. We'd make a pit stop at the junkyard for a while, then find a place in the woods to stay for the night.

We got to the junkyard fence about five minutes later, where we stood for a second, looking out at all the broken and crappy-looking cars on the other side. We ignored the 'No trespassing' sign as usual and scaled the fence to get to the pump and shade.