Disclaimer-if I owned any of the stand by me characters I'd be on my own
private island sun bathing, and orlando bloom would be rubbing oils on
me.but instead im stuck here in woodly Pennsylvania! Wohoo...
REIVEW!
April 9th 1961
Chapter One- Kally Conesconi
"Hey Gordie!" Mila Delancey said happily to her best friend and secret crush, Gordie Lachance. "Oh, hi Chris," she said, not noticing Chris Chambers until after he waved to her.
Chris threw his books into his locker and was pissed off. He was secretly in love with Mila, the girl that lived across from him, but she was oblivious to it. He knew she liked Gordie a lot, and it hurt him. He felt he had no love in his life, not even from his two closest friends.
Gordie closed his locker two, and the three of them began walking home. It was a Friday afternoon, and usually the three would hang out at one of their houses, but usually not Chris's. His dad was usually on a mean streak.
"Guys," Gordie said as they turned the corner to his house. "My cousin's comin' up today. She's living with us." He sounded really happy about it too. Chris remembered Gordie's cousin, her name was Kally. She came to visit two years ago. But he wasn't sure WHY she was LIVING with them now. Both her parents were still alive and healthy.
"Why is she living with you, Gordie?" Mila asked his question. Just hearing her voice sent chills up her spine. He glanced at her, and wanted desperately to stroke her long, brown hair. She was beautiful and he loved her.
"You guys have to promise not to tell!" Gordie said. He looked worried. They turned the corner to Gordie's house. "You know my cousin, Kally Conesconi. She's real quiet and sweet. Well her old boyfriend back in California, well he.he raped her guys. And ever since then he's been stalking her. She's living with us until he's found."
Mila looked sad. "Oh no," she said. "You know, she won't trust any more guys for a while. Probably just you Gordie. You should be careful about what you do with your actions around hr Chris."
Chris just shook his head. "Yea."
They walked up to Gordie's porch and the three of them walked into his house. They headed for the kitchen and Gordie grabbed a three drinks from the fridge. They were starting to play cards when they heard the sound of a car pulling up.
"Must be my Mom with Kally," Gordie said. "Come on guys, let's go."
They stopped playing cards and headed outside. Mrs. LaChance stepped out of the car, and helped a small girl out.
"Kally!" Gordie said running over to her. He pulled her into a hug.
"I missed you," she whispered into his ear. He was surprised, she sounded really sad. He looked at her. Gordie was surprised at how much she grew into her looks. She wasn't the underdeveloped twelve year old cousin he remembered. She was fourteen now, and looked it. Her black hair hung limply at her shoulders, and her penetrating blue eyes contrasted lovely with her black hair, making her look angelic. Her chest had grown a considerable amount, and her hips curved lovely. However, Kally was one of those girls that just be overlooked at a party or in a crowd. She had this magical beauty about her, but her quiet and reserved demeanor made someone not even look twice. She never used to be like this, but ever since she was raped, it seems she was lost.
Gordie let go of her, and she straightened her pale blue peasant top, and dusted off her white capris. She looked down the whole time.
"Kally," he said. "These are my two best friends, Mila and Chris. You remember Chris, right?" She nodded and glanced up at him. He grinned at her, and she just looked away.
"Gordon," Mrs. LaChance said. "Why don't you and your friends help Kally bring her things up into her new room?" They all nodded, and helped bring up her three suitcases. When they reached her room, Gordie shut the door and began asking her questions.
"So," he said awkwardly, as Chris and him began unpacking her stuff, and Mila and Kally unpacked her clothes. "How are you Kally? I missed you!"
She smiled sadly at him. "I missed you too," she said, her voice sounded ghostly and out of place. She looked very sad, and every time Chris moved toward her, she flinched.
"Want to go to the diner later?" Gordie asked her. "We can talk about old times."
Kally nodded. She seemed to be opening up a little bit. "I'd love that."
Chris got the chills as he heard her talk. Her voice, he remembered used to be so happy and full of life, but now it sounded sad and lonely. He missed the old Kally, however, the whole time she was there, he didn't even look at her, his eyes kept wandering over to Mila.
They finished unpacking her stuff and at around seven they all headed to the diner. Gordie and Mila were talking up ahead as they walked down the old dirt road, and Chris was next to Kally. He watched Gordie and Mila jealously. He wished Mila was his.
"Why don't you just tell her you like her?"
Chris jumped. Kally hadn't spoken two words to him all day and he was taken aback.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She looked at him, her piercing blue eyes, boring into his. He saw the hurt and sadness those eyes possessed, and he felt bad for her. No one should have to go through what she did.
"I know you like Mila," she said, looking at him. "I'm sure she likes you. Just tell her."
He looked down to the ground. "No."
She shrugged and looked away. "I wish that someone would have told me they liked me, maybe then what happened wouldn't have happened."
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she swallowed quickly. Kally wasn't about to cry in front of Chris, the boy she had secretly loved all her life. Well, for the past two years anyway. But she had given up hope on him a long time ago, when he had fallen for Mila, the outgoing party girl, with boys following her every where. It hurt, and it hurt bad. Maybe that's why what happened, happened too. She wanted to run and die, but instead she just looked straight ahead, her straight, black hair blowing to the side.
Chris swallowed hard. What was he supposed to do? He didn't know how she felt, all he knew was the pain someone caused someone else. He had felt it his whole life.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. She looked up at him.
"Me too," she said. "Me too."
REIVEW!
April 9th 1961
Chapter One- Kally Conesconi
"Hey Gordie!" Mila Delancey said happily to her best friend and secret crush, Gordie Lachance. "Oh, hi Chris," she said, not noticing Chris Chambers until after he waved to her.
Chris threw his books into his locker and was pissed off. He was secretly in love with Mila, the girl that lived across from him, but she was oblivious to it. He knew she liked Gordie a lot, and it hurt him. He felt he had no love in his life, not even from his two closest friends.
Gordie closed his locker two, and the three of them began walking home. It was a Friday afternoon, and usually the three would hang out at one of their houses, but usually not Chris's. His dad was usually on a mean streak.
"Guys," Gordie said as they turned the corner to his house. "My cousin's comin' up today. She's living with us." He sounded really happy about it too. Chris remembered Gordie's cousin, her name was Kally. She came to visit two years ago. But he wasn't sure WHY she was LIVING with them now. Both her parents were still alive and healthy.
"Why is she living with you, Gordie?" Mila asked his question. Just hearing her voice sent chills up her spine. He glanced at her, and wanted desperately to stroke her long, brown hair. She was beautiful and he loved her.
"You guys have to promise not to tell!" Gordie said. He looked worried. They turned the corner to Gordie's house. "You know my cousin, Kally Conesconi. She's real quiet and sweet. Well her old boyfriend back in California, well he.he raped her guys. And ever since then he's been stalking her. She's living with us until he's found."
Mila looked sad. "Oh no," she said. "You know, she won't trust any more guys for a while. Probably just you Gordie. You should be careful about what you do with your actions around hr Chris."
Chris just shook his head. "Yea."
They walked up to Gordie's porch and the three of them walked into his house. They headed for the kitchen and Gordie grabbed a three drinks from the fridge. They were starting to play cards when they heard the sound of a car pulling up.
"Must be my Mom with Kally," Gordie said. "Come on guys, let's go."
They stopped playing cards and headed outside. Mrs. LaChance stepped out of the car, and helped a small girl out.
"Kally!" Gordie said running over to her. He pulled her into a hug.
"I missed you," she whispered into his ear. He was surprised, she sounded really sad. He looked at her. Gordie was surprised at how much she grew into her looks. She wasn't the underdeveloped twelve year old cousin he remembered. She was fourteen now, and looked it. Her black hair hung limply at her shoulders, and her penetrating blue eyes contrasted lovely with her black hair, making her look angelic. Her chest had grown a considerable amount, and her hips curved lovely. However, Kally was one of those girls that just be overlooked at a party or in a crowd. She had this magical beauty about her, but her quiet and reserved demeanor made someone not even look twice. She never used to be like this, but ever since she was raped, it seems she was lost.
Gordie let go of her, and she straightened her pale blue peasant top, and dusted off her white capris. She looked down the whole time.
"Kally," he said. "These are my two best friends, Mila and Chris. You remember Chris, right?" She nodded and glanced up at him. He grinned at her, and she just looked away.
"Gordon," Mrs. LaChance said. "Why don't you and your friends help Kally bring her things up into her new room?" They all nodded, and helped bring up her three suitcases. When they reached her room, Gordie shut the door and began asking her questions.
"So," he said awkwardly, as Chris and him began unpacking her stuff, and Mila and Kally unpacked her clothes. "How are you Kally? I missed you!"
She smiled sadly at him. "I missed you too," she said, her voice sounded ghostly and out of place. She looked very sad, and every time Chris moved toward her, she flinched.
"Want to go to the diner later?" Gordie asked her. "We can talk about old times."
Kally nodded. She seemed to be opening up a little bit. "I'd love that."
Chris got the chills as he heard her talk. Her voice, he remembered used to be so happy and full of life, but now it sounded sad and lonely. He missed the old Kally, however, the whole time she was there, he didn't even look at her, his eyes kept wandering over to Mila.
They finished unpacking her stuff and at around seven they all headed to the diner. Gordie and Mila were talking up ahead as they walked down the old dirt road, and Chris was next to Kally. He watched Gordie and Mila jealously. He wished Mila was his.
"Why don't you just tell her you like her?"
Chris jumped. Kally hadn't spoken two words to him all day and he was taken aback.
"What do you mean?" he asked. She looked at him, her piercing blue eyes, boring into his. He saw the hurt and sadness those eyes possessed, and he felt bad for her. No one should have to go through what she did.
"I know you like Mila," she said, looking at him. "I'm sure she likes you. Just tell her."
He looked down to the ground. "No."
She shrugged and looked away. "I wish that someone would have told me they liked me, maybe then what happened wouldn't have happened."
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she swallowed quickly. Kally wasn't about to cry in front of Chris, the boy she had secretly loved all her life. Well, for the past two years anyway. But she had given up hope on him a long time ago, when he had fallen for Mila, the outgoing party girl, with boys following her every where. It hurt, and it hurt bad. Maybe that's why what happened, happened too. She wanted to run and die, but instead she just looked straight ahead, her straight, black hair blowing to the side.
Chris swallowed hard. What was he supposed to do? He didn't know how she felt, all he knew was the pain someone caused someone else. He had felt it his whole life.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. She looked up at him.
"Me too," she said. "Me too."