"Do you want me to call the detective?" Guy asked me as we walked the rest
of the way into my room. I made sure Guy closed the door and then I sat on
my bed.
"Yes." I answered him. I gave him the number and waited for him to come sit down next to me before I spoke again. I took a sip of my water bottle that was sitting on my night stand. "Can you stay with me?" I asked him.
He turned to look at me and I saw something flash in his eyes. Was that sympathy? "I will, Charlie." He said. I ignored what I saw and we waited in silence till someone knocked on my door.
"Can you get it for me, Guy?" I turned and asked him. He nodded and moved to get up, but I took his hand to stop him. He turned back to me half sitting, half standing and I whispered to him. "Thank you."
He nodded at me and stood without saying anything. He blew me off almost. He continued to the door and opened it. Since the door swung inward, I couldn't see who was on the other side but I heard him talking to someone.
"Who is it, Guy?" I asked getting up and walking into the bathroom to throw away my water bottle. I didn't hear who he said it was so I walked back out and toward the door. "Who?" I asked again.
He opened the door and I saw who was on the other side. Portman stood there with Connie, Julie and Goldberg. My face paled and I suddenly felt dizzy. I gulped for air and turned away and walked back to my bed.
I heard footsteps come into my room and my door fall shut. I sat on my bed and turned away from them so they couldn't see my face. I was starting to feel crowded but I couldn't ask them to leave. They came to see me and no one asked them to come.
"It's-it's nice to see you, guys." I choked on my words and brought my hand up to my mouth to stop me from coughing. My whole throat went dry and I reached underneath my bed and grabbed another water bottle.
"Charlie, are you okay?" I heard Connie ask. Am I okay? Am I okay? Yeah, I guess I am, but my mind is running on haywire. I was scared of them all staying in here with all of them. One of the members could be behind them, standing in my room.
I kept my back to them and tried desperately to fill my lungs with air. There was no need to be ridiculous. If Guy is here I am safe. Wait, that's if Adam is here I am safe.
I didn't feel safe, that I could tell you that. My breathing became erratic and when Portman touched my shoulder, I'd jumped away as if I had been burnt. "Sorry, man." He said to me and even though I was sure it was Dean Portman I wasn't sure if anyone else were really themselves.
I stood quickly and moved behind Guy. I didn't want to touch any of them and I didn't want them touching me. I felt as if they would hurt me and I didn't want to feel pain anymore. All I wanted to feel was love.
All I wanted was the love that Fulton gave me, the love that Adam could give me. Wait, I meant to say Guy could give me. Wait, I really did mean Adam. All of this is too confusing and I'm scared though I feel a little protected by Guy.
"I want Adam." I whispered low to myself so Guy didn't even hear. "I want Adam." I chanted again a little louder and Guy turned around to look at me. "I want Adam." I said again in my normal speaking tone. "I want Adam." I shouted and turned around and took off out the door.
I made it. I was out the door by myself and I was going to find Adam. I was going to find my Banksie. I was going to tell him everything about what I loved and how I substituted Guy's friendship for Fulton's love. My life is a little psychotic.
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A.N. I would like to say thank you to all the reviewers. You've made me so very happy and that made me work on the chapters. I'm going to be starting the prequel to this very soon, than the sequel to this. It will turn out to be a whole big story with missing pieces. I'll even be doing one on Charlie being attacked possibly as a chaptered story.
This story doesn't sound like it's done and it isn't because I've only just begun but I felt that Gang of Love should be ending here. The next story I will be coming up with I will title as something else so nothing will be like Gang of Love 2. I will be putting in the summaries just what the something is- ex. Prequel to Gang of Love.
Once again, thank you to all who reviewed and I hope to be getting your responses when I start my next story. By the way, to Beloved, yes I am 14, in the USA we start high school at 14, but I do have high school friends that are 13, all depends on when in the year you're born. Thank you for you kind words, Beloved.
Bye for now, everyone!
~*Angle*~
"Yes." I answered him. I gave him the number and waited for him to come sit down next to me before I spoke again. I took a sip of my water bottle that was sitting on my night stand. "Can you stay with me?" I asked him.
He turned to look at me and I saw something flash in his eyes. Was that sympathy? "I will, Charlie." He said. I ignored what I saw and we waited in silence till someone knocked on my door.
"Can you get it for me, Guy?" I turned and asked him. He nodded and moved to get up, but I took his hand to stop him. He turned back to me half sitting, half standing and I whispered to him. "Thank you."
He nodded at me and stood without saying anything. He blew me off almost. He continued to the door and opened it. Since the door swung inward, I couldn't see who was on the other side but I heard him talking to someone.
"Who is it, Guy?" I asked getting up and walking into the bathroom to throw away my water bottle. I didn't hear who he said it was so I walked back out and toward the door. "Who?" I asked again.
He opened the door and I saw who was on the other side. Portman stood there with Connie, Julie and Goldberg. My face paled and I suddenly felt dizzy. I gulped for air and turned away and walked back to my bed.
I heard footsteps come into my room and my door fall shut. I sat on my bed and turned away from them so they couldn't see my face. I was starting to feel crowded but I couldn't ask them to leave. They came to see me and no one asked them to come.
"It's-it's nice to see you, guys." I choked on my words and brought my hand up to my mouth to stop me from coughing. My whole throat went dry and I reached underneath my bed and grabbed another water bottle.
"Charlie, are you okay?" I heard Connie ask. Am I okay? Am I okay? Yeah, I guess I am, but my mind is running on haywire. I was scared of them all staying in here with all of them. One of the members could be behind them, standing in my room.
I kept my back to them and tried desperately to fill my lungs with air. There was no need to be ridiculous. If Guy is here I am safe. Wait, that's if Adam is here I am safe.
I didn't feel safe, that I could tell you that. My breathing became erratic and when Portman touched my shoulder, I'd jumped away as if I had been burnt. "Sorry, man." He said to me and even though I was sure it was Dean Portman I wasn't sure if anyone else were really themselves.
I stood quickly and moved behind Guy. I didn't want to touch any of them and I didn't want them touching me. I felt as if they would hurt me and I didn't want to feel pain anymore. All I wanted to feel was love.
All I wanted was the love that Fulton gave me, the love that Adam could give me. Wait, I meant to say Guy could give me. Wait, I really did mean Adam. All of this is too confusing and I'm scared though I feel a little protected by Guy.
"I want Adam." I whispered low to myself so Guy didn't even hear. "I want Adam." I chanted again a little louder and Guy turned around to look at me. "I want Adam." I said again in my normal speaking tone. "I want Adam." I shouted and turned around and took off out the door.
I made it. I was out the door by myself and I was going to find Adam. I was going to find my Banksie. I was going to tell him everything about what I loved and how I substituted Guy's friendship for Fulton's love. My life is a little psychotic.
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A.N. I would like to say thank you to all the reviewers. You've made me so very happy and that made me work on the chapters. I'm going to be starting the prequel to this very soon, than the sequel to this. It will turn out to be a whole big story with missing pieces. I'll even be doing one on Charlie being attacked possibly as a chaptered story.
This story doesn't sound like it's done and it isn't because I've only just begun but I felt that Gang of Love should be ending here. The next story I will be coming up with I will title as something else so nothing will be like Gang of Love 2. I will be putting in the summaries just what the something is- ex. Prequel to Gang of Love.
Once again, thank you to all who reviewed and I hope to be getting your responses when I start my next story. By the way, to Beloved, yes I am 14, in the USA we start high school at 14, but I do have high school friends that are 13, all depends on when in the year you're born. Thank you for you kind words, Beloved.
Bye for now, everyone!
~*Angle*~