Chapter 10

Chris POV

Chris had snapped. The moment he had however, was actually a few weeks ago. Dan had always been belittling him, physically and mentally abusing him. It just was more than one man could take. Chris had put up with Dan's shenanigans for around thirty years. Any other person would have cracked and tried to kill the angry little man years ago.

***Go back a few weeks before the incident***

I can't keep doing this. Chris thought to himself as he walked in the house late, after one of Dan's revenge schemes had been fulfilled.

That time it had been something about a clown and some balloon animals. Chris hadn't really paid attention to the full details. He just helped Dan pop all the balloons and throw the guy down into the sewers. It probably wasn't the best thing he could have been a part of, but whatever.

None of that mattered now. Chris was hatching a plot.

Dan's going to regret everything he's ever done to belittle me, humiliate me, and hurt me. A small smile pulled at the corners of his lips.

Chris didn't know what he was going to do exactly, but he would definitely start planning it out, and soon.

"Chris is that you?" Elise walked out of the bedroom cautiously.

"Hey Elise, yeah, it's me." Chris walked over to his wife, giving her a quick hug, and placing a kiss on top of her head.

"I suggest we get to bed if we're going to be dealing with Dan tomorrow." Elise suggested sleepily.

"Okay, hon. I'll join you in just a second, I'm going to take a shower first." Chris stated quietly as he headed off towards the bathroom.

"Alright then." Elise walked into the bedroom. Nothing had seemed off to her. Chris was the same, old, lovable, goof.

Chris was in the shower, contemplating what the best course of action in taking revenge on Dan would be.

I can't kill him. There must be some way I can hurt Dan so bad that he'll think twice before he messes with me again, but not in a way that's potentially fatal. Chris racked his brain for ideas. Taking a good hour long shower.

Wait! Yeah, I can use that! Chris became ecstatic.

Chris was pretty sure that Dan had always had a crush on him ever since junior high. Chris recalled all the times he'd caught Dan staring at him, or glaring at a girl he was with. Dan had done some dating of his own, but it never lasted very long. With Dan's attitude, he could only get so many dates.

Chris was chuckling slightly as he thought about one specific moment where Dan had totally embarrassed himself. Not in front of a lot of people, just Chris. It had been their freshman year at college, and they had gotten a room together...

***Start flashback to freshman year of college***

Dan had walked into the room after classes that day looking a little down. I had asked him what was wrong. I still remember his reply like it was yesterday.

"This doesn't concern you Chris! Geez, it's almost like you want something to be terribly wrong." Dan said in a grumpy manner.

"All I asked was what's wrong." I had replied almost instantly. I really didn't understand Dan sometimes.

"Will you just tell me what's wrong and get it over with?" I insisted.

Dan had that skeptical look on his face. The one where he raised an eyebrow and frowned disapprovingly with one side of his mouth. Dan shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant manner and threw his bag on the floor of their room.

"I just don't think you're mature enough to handle the compromising position I find myself in." Dan stated as he flopped down onto his bed.

I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger.

"Will you just tell me already?" I groaned.

"No." Dan glared back at me.

"Dan." I lowered my voice to dangerous levels.

"No Chris, I don't think you're ready to hear it." Dan rolled over onto his side. He was now attempting to take a nap.

I crept up behind him quietly, ready to strike. I struck. Dan in a matter of seconds was pinned to the mattress as I tickled him mercilessly.

"Hahaha, Chris-" Dan gasped for air desperately. "Stop, Haha." Dan couldn't help but laugh.

"Tell me, and I'll stop." I spoke as a smile formed on my face, the gap in my teeth becoming apparent.

"N-Never!" Dan howled back.

I continued with my torturous advancements until he finally cracked.

"Okay, okay, I give! I'll t-tell you!" Dan chuckled as he wound down from the torture he had been put through. But despite his light laughter, a scowl emerged almost immediately, replacing the wide grin from before.

Dan sat up, leaning against the small pile of pillows at the head of his bed. Clearing his throat Dan began to tell me his problem.

"I discovered that I love someone, I've come to think of them as special to me since junior high, I suppose." Dan stopped for a moment; possibly for dramatic effect, or to take in the look of complete and utter shock on my face.

"They are attending this school and have one of the goofiest personalities I've ever witnessed, not to mention they'll probably become fat with all they stuff down their gullet, but...Chris-" Dan was cut off by a sudden knock to the door.

"Sorry Dan, hold that thought." I had said. My cheeks were slightly pink from the embarrassment I was feeling at the moment.

I had reached the door in a few seconds. When I opened it I found Elise standing there. She had transferred over from a college somewhere overseas and was a really nice girl. She was also my current girlfriend at the time.

"Hey Chris! I came to see if you'd like to study for our upcoming history final!" Elise stated enthusiastically.

I had promised Dan that I'd help him with his homework, but I would much rather be around Elise right at the moment. I looked over my shoulder to see Dan's dagger like glare boring into Elise; I was pretty certain it had been directed at me as well. I ignored it.

"Sure, just let me grab my backpack!" I hurriedly slung my bag over my shoulder and without looking back, I simply shut the door.

***Back to the time Chris is coming up with his master plan! :D***

The only way Chris was going to possibly be able to hurt Dan was to commit the abominable act of rape.

Dan will see after I pound into him roughly, without mercy, that I absolutely can't STAND his behavior anymore. Hopefully that will hit him where it hurts and he'll be a little more respectful of me. All I need to do now is come up with the when, where, and how. Chris thought gleefully.

Having finally come up with an idea of what to do, Chris exited the bathroom, climbed into his soft, warm bed next to his wife, and drifted happily off to sleep.

Author's Note:

Okay, hoped you enjoyed this next chapter! Chris certainly is quite the plotter. :)

Apologies for taking freaking FOREVER to update though. I have been both busy, and needing a small break from all the writing I've been doing lately. Look forward to whatever may come next!

Just so you all are aware, I will be starting school next week, and won't have nearly as much free time as I have. So please forgive me if I take a while to update chapters. I will do my best to keep working on it whenever I can. ^_^;