Chris lay in his bed that night, nerves overwhelming him. What he had done could and would never be forgiven, especially by the Cobras. He swore that Eyeball was even ready to murder him at any given time.
It had all happened three years before on the 16th of September, 1960. School had started only 2 weeks previously and Chris was in the tree house with Gordie, Teddy, and Vern like always. He was smoking and playing cards, again dominating over the others. Gordie sat in his usual spot reading a murder magazine and Vern sat in the corner. Teddy was mumbling swear words as Chris beat him again. Chris reshuffled the cards and dealt them with a smirk on his face. All of a sudden a knocking came from beneath them.
"That's not the secret knock," Gordie belted out like always.
Chris froze and took the cigarette out of his mouth. "Wait who is it?" he whispered quietly. The rest of the guys froze at that question as well.
Teddy got up and looked out the small window. He gulped, "It's the Cobras."
"Shit, what do we do?" Chris worried. Then he stood up and walked down the ladder, the other guys in tow.
"Well hey girls, how's it going?" Eyeball asked sarcastically.
Chris wore a disgusted look on his face and Gordie looked mad. Vern stood like a scaredy- cat in the back and Teddy just wore his usual expression of craziness.
"Ok what do you guys want?" Chris asked, slightly annoyed.
"Oh nothing, we're just here to check out your little hide out," Ace sneered. "Oh yeah, I almost forgot, we are also here for pay back."
Eyeball laughed in the background.
"Alright, so what are you gonna do to us? Kill us? I don't see a gun." Chris said.
"Well, we were thinking about it," Ace smiled evilly.
"What do you think guys, should we kill them or leave the little wet ends alone?"
Chris looked disgusted. He obviously wanted to get this over with and not have the Cobras bother them anymore. After a few moments of Ace looking back and forth between his gang and Chris, Chris finally walked over to the tree house and disappeared for a few moments. When he came back he was holding his father's .45.
"Oh so are you planning on shooting us again?" Ace smirked.
"Only slightly," Chris replied. At the moment Charlie Hogan was in behind some of the other guys. To show how serious he was, Chris held up the gun and aimed at Charlie. The bullet went straight through his heart and he died in an instant.
That was the death of Charlie Hogan, the unforgivable incident.