"Mom, I'm home!" Trish said, gently shutting the door to her home.
Everything was quiet in the Giovanni home. Hanging up her coat, Trish
trudged into the kitchen. No one was home. Sighing, she spotted a piece of
paper on the fridge. It was a note from her mother, saying that her and the
kids were out at her Grandmother's house and wouldn't be home until late
tonight.
Trish rolled her eyes. She hated being stuck in the middle. No one ever noticed her and she felt no one cared. Her four older brothers didn't have this kind of problem..they were guys. They were too busy bedding girls to care. Her younger siblings got attention, because, well they were little.
After fixing herself a snack of crackers and peanut butter, Trish got bored fairly easy. She decided to call Gordie. Maybe he would want to do something.
"Gordie?" she asked as she heard someone pick up the other line.
"Yeah?" She scoffed into the phone. He was always so classy.
"It's Trish."
"Yeah?"
Trish rolled her eyes. Sometimes he could be such a prick.
"Do you want to come over?"
"Yeah."
Trish couldn't take it anymore. "Dammit Gordie, just come over all right?"
She heard a chuckle on the other line, hung up, and went to see what the television had in store for her.
Megan slammed the door shut when she got home from school that day. Chris had put her in a permanent bad mood, and it didn't help that she was PMSing very badly. Teddy hadn't waited to give her a ride home from school so she was stuck walking. She was so pissed off, so she flung her bag down on the floor and went into the living room.
Her mother was asleep on the couch, a pint of liquor in her hand. Megan felt herself bubble with anger. She hated her mother with a passion. If she believed in murder, she would have killed her long ago. She was ashamed to have her mother's blood in her veins. Without a second glance, Megan walked to Teddy's room.
She knocked softly on the door.
Nothing.
She knocked again.
There was a cough.
A stumble.
Teddy opened the door and looked down irritably at his little sister. Megan looked innocently back up at him. He was about two feet taller than her, but nonetheless she wasn't intimidated by her brother.
"What do you want ya little twirp?" He asked with a slight smile. Despite all of Teddy's problems, he loved his little sister. Megan was the only person he had ever loved in his life. He would do anything for her, to protect her.
"Nothing. I'm bored. Wanna take me somewhere?"
"And where would that be?"
"I dunno."
"No."
"No what?"
"I'm not taking you anywhere."
"Why not?"
"Because I have homework."
"Screw you."
"Ah shut up."
Teddy poked her nose and closed his door. Megan was bored. She didn't feel like doing homework, did she ever do her homework? She decided to take a walk down to the park. It was nice to sit there and think. Not bothering to tell anyone where she was going, she lit a cigarette and took a nice walk.
"Christopher? Is that you?"
Chris looked up from the kitchen table where he was doing his algebra homework. His mother was standing there, tears down her face.
"Yes, momma?" Chris asked gently. His mother never meant any harm. He really did love her.
"Um, I'm going out for a little bit. Your father is out, he won't be home until next Tuesday. So, if you want, you can have a friend over," she said, grinning at her youngest son.
"Thanks momma," Chris said grinning at his mother. She nodded, then left quickly.
Chris was left home alone. He hadn't seen Eyeball in over eighteen months. He had gone to jail shortly after the summer of the body. His older sister, Lucy, was out for the night with her friends, and his younger sister, Charlotte, was out at Vern Tessio's house. They had been dating for a few months now. Chris didn't mind, he liked Vern. The kid never meant any harm.
So after his homework, Chris decided to take a walk to the park.
"Gordieeeeeeeeeeee, I hate that movie! Nooooooooooooo! Night of the Living Dead makes me scarrrrrrreeedddddddd!" Trish shrieked as she sat down on her couch with a popcorn bowl. Gordie popped in the movie, and sat beside her.
"Oh grow up ya baby!" He said smiling. Trish smiled back at him. For some odd reason, he had butterflies in his stomach as her caramel eyes grew bright with excitement. He must have been staring because her cheeks were tinted with pink.
"Anyway," she said, coughing. "Um, how are you Gordie?"
Gordie looked down at Trish. "I'm okay. I have been missing Denny lately though."
Trish nodded. She sat up and looked into Gordie's eyes. "I know. But it'll get better. Hey, I bet the answer's right in front of you and you can't even see it."
Gordie stared at her. It was. Trish. Was right there. He couldn't stop himself. He tasted her lips. She didn't decline. Gordie was kissing Trish, his best friend.
And he liked it.
Megan sat swinging on the wooden swing. The park was deserted. It always was lately. She sat thinking about everything. She missed her dad..she hadn't seen him in so long. And she never would. He had died last year. She was devastated. She barely knew her own father.
Before she knew it tears were falling freely down her face. She felt like such a screw up. Her mother was a drunk, her brother following in her father's footsteps. And what was she? A bitch. She knew how she felt about Chris. Making him unable to have just made her want him more. And now she treated him like shit.
She was turning into her father. Megan took a long draw on her fifth cigarette.
"Fancy seeing you here."
Megan looked up into Chris Chambers' eyes. Her heart stopped.
"Hi," she said, taking another draw from the cigarette.
Chris was surprised she hadn't exploded on him. He wasn't in the mood to be rude, so he sat down beside her.
"Listen, I'm sorry about this morning..I should have never said anything," Chris said before he could stop himself.
Megan was shocked. "Me too, I just say stuff before I think about it. But what you said was true, I'm sorry for being a bitch."
Chris nodded. "Me too. I'm always such a dick to you. So..we're okay?"
Megan nodded. She wasn't even sure herself if they were okay, it was kind of soon, but what the hell? She had nothing to lose.
Chris and Megan talked at the park and just enjoyed each other's company, which was strange. Somehow, after all the shit they put each other through that day, at the end of the day they understood each other.
And they liked it.
Trish rolled her eyes. She hated being stuck in the middle. No one ever noticed her and she felt no one cared. Her four older brothers didn't have this kind of problem..they were guys. They were too busy bedding girls to care. Her younger siblings got attention, because, well they were little.
After fixing herself a snack of crackers and peanut butter, Trish got bored fairly easy. She decided to call Gordie. Maybe he would want to do something.
"Gordie?" she asked as she heard someone pick up the other line.
"Yeah?" She scoffed into the phone. He was always so classy.
"It's Trish."
"Yeah?"
Trish rolled her eyes. Sometimes he could be such a prick.
"Do you want to come over?"
"Yeah."
Trish couldn't take it anymore. "Dammit Gordie, just come over all right?"
She heard a chuckle on the other line, hung up, and went to see what the television had in store for her.
Megan slammed the door shut when she got home from school that day. Chris had put her in a permanent bad mood, and it didn't help that she was PMSing very badly. Teddy hadn't waited to give her a ride home from school so she was stuck walking. She was so pissed off, so she flung her bag down on the floor and went into the living room.
Her mother was asleep on the couch, a pint of liquor in her hand. Megan felt herself bubble with anger. She hated her mother with a passion. If she believed in murder, she would have killed her long ago. She was ashamed to have her mother's blood in her veins. Without a second glance, Megan walked to Teddy's room.
She knocked softly on the door.
Nothing.
She knocked again.
There was a cough.
A stumble.
Teddy opened the door and looked down irritably at his little sister. Megan looked innocently back up at him. He was about two feet taller than her, but nonetheless she wasn't intimidated by her brother.
"What do you want ya little twirp?" He asked with a slight smile. Despite all of Teddy's problems, he loved his little sister. Megan was the only person he had ever loved in his life. He would do anything for her, to protect her.
"Nothing. I'm bored. Wanna take me somewhere?"
"And where would that be?"
"I dunno."
"No."
"No what?"
"I'm not taking you anywhere."
"Why not?"
"Because I have homework."
"Screw you."
"Ah shut up."
Teddy poked her nose and closed his door. Megan was bored. She didn't feel like doing homework, did she ever do her homework? She decided to take a walk down to the park. It was nice to sit there and think. Not bothering to tell anyone where she was going, she lit a cigarette and took a nice walk.
"Christopher? Is that you?"
Chris looked up from the kitchen table where he was doing his algebra homework. His mother was standing there, tears down her face.
"Yes, momma?" Chris asked gently. His mother never meant any harm. He really did love her.
"Um, I'm going out for a little bit. Your father is out, he won't be home until next Tuesday. So, if you want, you can have a friend over," she said, grinning at her youngest son.
"Thanks momma," Chris said grinning at his mother. She nodded, then left quickly.
Chris was left home alone. He hadn't seen Eyeball in over eighteen months. He had gone to jail shortly after the summer of the body. His older sister, Lucy, was out for the night with her friends, and his younger sister, Charlotte, was out at Vern Tessio's house. They had been dating for a few months now. Chris didn't mind, he liked Vern. The kid never meant any harm.
So after his homework, Chris decided to take a walk to the park.
"Gordieeeeeeeeeeee, I hate that movie! Nooooooooooooo! Night of the Living Dead makes me scarrrrrrreeedddddddd!" Trish shrieked as she sat down on her couch with a popcorn bowl. Gordie popped in the movie, and sat beside her.
"Oh grow up ya baby!" He said smiling. Trish smiled back at him. For some odd reason, he had butterflies in his stomach as her caramel eyes grew bright with excitement. He must have been staring because her cheeks were tinted with pink.
"Anyway," she said, coughing. "Um, how are you Gordie?"
Gordie looked down at Trish. "I'm okay. I have been missing Denny lately though."
Trish nodded. She sat up and looked into Gordie's eyes. "I know. But it'll get better. Hey, I bet the answer's right in front of you and you can't even see it."
Gordie stared at her. It was. Trish. Was right there. He couldn't stop himself. He tasted her lips. She didn't decline. Gordie was kissing Trish, his best friend.
And he liked it.
Megan sat swinging on the wooden swing. The park was deserted. It always was lately. She sat thinking about everything. She missed her dad..she hadn't seen him in so long. And she never would. He had died last year. She was devastated. She barely knew her own father.
Before she knew it tears were falling freely down her face. She felt like such a screw up. Her mother was a drunk, her brother following in her father's footsteps. And what was she? A bitch. She knew how she felt about Chris. Making him unable to have just made her want him more. And now she treated him like shit.
She was turning into her father. Megan took a long draw on her fifth cigarette.
"Fancy seeing you here."
Megan looked up into Chris Chambers' eyes. Her heart stopped.
"Hi," she said, taking another draw from the cigarette.
Chris was surprised she hadn't exploded on him. He wasn't in the mood to be rude, so he sat down beside her.
"Listen, I'm sorry about this morning..I should have never said anything," Chris said before he could stop himself.
Megan was shocked. "Me too, I just say stuff before I think about it. But what you said was true, I'm sorry for being a bitch."
Chris nodded. "Me too. I'm always such a dick to you. So..we're okay?"
Megan nodded. She wasn't even sure herself if they were okay, it was kind of soon, but what the hell? She had nothing to lose.
Chris and Megan talked at the park and just enjoyed each other's company, which was strange. Somehow, after all the shit they put each other through that day, at the end of the day they understood each other.
And they liked it.