Gordie kicked a crushed soda can down the sidewalk as he made his way back from the tree house. The heat blazed down. Well, it's officially summer. Gordie thought.

He swiped at the dirt stains on his pants. Maybe I shouldn't have told Chris he'd never get laid. He laughed to himself. Now I got shit all over me and my mom will have a fucking cow. He looked up at the sun. He didn't want to go home now, Chris said he had to run home real fast, but it would only take a few minutes and he said he'd meet him back at the tree house, so Gordie figured that he might as well head back there and just wait for him.

Gordie wasn't in the tree house long before he heard someone coming up the latter. Chris opened up the trap door and climbed inside.

"Hey man." Gordie said.

Chris half smiled and sat down.

"Are you ok?" Gordie asked, looking confused.

"Well…I'm.." Chris started, rubbing the side of his head.

Gordie just kept listening.

"…I'm scared Gordo."

Chris Chambers was scared. Gordie had known Chris all of his life, and had never seen Chris this scared. Not even when Ace and Eyeball threatened to kill them a year ago.

"My dad, he said he was gunna kill me."

Strangely enough, Gordie almost felt relieved.

"Chris, he always talks bullshit like that--just.."

Chris looked down.

"No Gordo. Not like this."

Gordie's attention was undividedly focused on Chris.

"Shit man, it's really bad. So, I got home, and there's Eyeball, getting yelled at by my old man. So..I walk in right, and then he nails Eyeball bad. I've never seen Eyeball in that much pain. He's such an idiot man. He's such…"

Chris stopped for a minute.

"My old man was really drunk."

Gordie waited for Chris to continue.

"They got in a really big fight. They had knives and shit out."

Chris's voice started to shake. "So then, my old man turns around and grabs a…"

"He grabs a gun. He knocked me down with it.." Chris pointed to the red sore on his head. "But I got up, and I ran as fast as I fucking could out the door, but…shit man..

He shot at Eyeball. He managed to get out and drive off in his car, but I don't know if he hit him or not. Then he looked at me and pointed his gun. I ran as fast as I could down our street, and he told me that if either of us come back that he would kill us."

Chris looked up at Gordie. "He meant it man. I know he meant it."

Gordie's face turned white. He felt like he was going to cry. His best friend could have been killed and he just wanted to kill his bastard of a father. His hand twitched.

"I know Eyeball won't go back, hell he's old enough that if he left the whole town nobody would give two shits. But man…I'm 13 fucking years old, I can't just..shit man.."

Gordie's hand was shaking. He didn't know if it was because he was so mad, or if it was because of something else. But before he knew it, he had wrapped his arms around Chris and held him tighter than he had ever held anything else. Chris squeezed Gordie tightly.

And that's when Chris Chambers started to cry.

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SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED!!! I'm gunna get back to this, I was just SO busy. As you can see, the story has picked up a bit. This was short I know, but they will get longer, I promise! :D