Yeah, I added three chapters in one day for you guys cuz I thought you were going to think I abandoned it :'(! But, I had a sudden burst of ideas, so RAWR! :3 This is a REALLLLLY short and crappy chapter for the story, so i still need to tie other things in.
Chapter 7
"Son, what happened!?" Doon's father cried as Doon walked in the door. He looked puzzled.
"Nothing, why?" Doon asked.
"Son, your covered in bandages and ice! How did that happen?"
Oh. Doon had forgotten about that. How was he going to say this without his father freaking out?
"I bumped into a few walls…" Doon lied, again.
His father rolled his eyes.
"Okay, fine, a lot of walls… walls that put up fights… You don't believe me, do you?"
"No." his father said.
"Fine, I got in a fight." Doon surrendered.
Doon's father stiffened, as a look of shock, worry and disbelief came across his face.
"You, Son? I always knew you were bad tempered but you never get into physical fights with people! What happened? How did it start?" His father demanded.
"Uh, some guy just got me really mad and things got messy." Doon put it simply. He wasn't really lying… he just left a few things out.
"Yes, Doon. I figured. But it never results in this! You just end up getting into a verbal fight and end up punching a wall. And even if you were in a physical fight, you would never lose."
"But, Dad! I didn't lose." Doon said.
His father had a look of confusion on his face. "Then I don't want to see what happened to the other guy if you look like that!" He said sarcastically.
"You should have sent he look on his face." Doon laughed. Right, he looked like a sleeping baby.
"Doon, who did you fight with, and why?" He asked.
"Uh, just with Tick, because he was messing with a friend of mine."
"Tick? Tick Hassler? How did you manage that? I mean, that boy is pretty strong."
Doon shrugged.
"So who was he messing around with?" His father asked.
"Dad! You're asking so many questions." Doon complained.
"Doon, I'm your father. I need to know." He said.
"You're not going to stop asking, are you?" Doon asked. His father shook his head. Doon rolled his eyes, "Lina." He responded.
His father raised an eyebrow and laughed, "You really like her, don't you?"
Doon's face shaded bright red and he turned away. His father laughed some more.
"Son, are you blushing?" he started chuckling again.
"N-no…" He stuttered.
"You can tell me, Son." He assured him.
"Fine, maybe a little…" The look on his father's face said he didn't believe him.
"You're a horrible liar, Doon." He said.
"Okay… fine, a lot."
"Like" wasn't quite the word to describe it. Sure, he liked her as a friend, but he loved her as something more. He loved her as Lina.
That was it. He loved her.
'And never told her.'
Sure, it was sort of implied, and he did mention love once, but he never said the 3 most important words to her.
"Son, what's wrong?" Doon's father asked, noticing the expression of shame on his face.
"Nothing, Dad.... I'm gunna go to sleep now... tired." Doon said.
His father rolled his eyes.
As he slept, he thought of ways to tell her... to approach that subject...
I'll tell her in a few days... He thought.
Yeah, I know, weird chapter, right? LMFAO! I'll update soon
By the way, this chapter doesn't really mean anything, it was only meant for humor and realization so this chapter is the setting for chapter 8. And also, I've changed this chapter. he was originally going to tell her that day, but you'll see why i delayed it.
