The ice cold of the December air and the contact with the Chambers' front
door was quite painful on Faye's knuckles as she knocked hurriedly. She had
been meaning to stop over Chris's home for a while, but only that evening
had she finally found time. It was later that day when her English class
was paired off into trios, Chris getting thrown into the group with Anne
and Grace.
It really was very cold outside, and Faye was getting annoyed. Where was the damn boy? She had called him earlier but he wasn't home, so she decided to stop by, needing desperately to talk to him. However, when the heavy oak door opened and emitted light from inside, Faye was greeted with a scowling, irritated face rather than that of a smiling, carefree one she expected.
"Hey, Halle," Faye said briskly seeing as Halle did not look in the mood for company. She looked tired, and her dark hair was tousled into a low ponytail, hanging over her left shoulder. She was clad in sweatpants and a sweater, and had dark bags under her eyes. "Is Chris home?"
The scowl on Halle's face slowly faded as she grinned slowly at Faye. In all honesty, Faye was a sweet girl and Halle felt that she was good for Chris. He needed someone that could bring him back to earth, back to being a normal seventeen year old boy again.
"Actually Faye," Halle said. "He's not. He said something about going over Gordie's or whatever, sorry."
The hurt in Faye's eyes was evident and Halle pitied the girl. "You can come in if you want," Halle added as an afterthought. "It's just me home and I'm incredibly bored."
Faye grinned slightly and shrugged. "Sure. Hell, it beats walking home in the cold again."
Halle nodded. "It is freaking cold out there." Stepping aside, she let the girl in and she shut the door swiftly behind her. "Want something to drink?"
Faye smiled. "Yes!" Halle laughed at her enthusiasm and the pair made their way into the Chamber's kitchen. Faye sat down at the counter as Halle searched the cabinets for some packets of hot chocolate.
"So," Faye said, absentmindedly tracing a crack along the counter. "How's life treating you Halle."
Halle sighed and began to boil water on the stove. She turned to Faye and sat the packets of hot chocolate on the counter and put her hands on her hips. "It's treating me pretty shitty."
Faye arched an eyebrow. "Oh?"
Halle nodded. "Yeah. I've sort of got this-problem."
Faye nodded and looked thoughtfully at Halle. "Okay. Now what kind of problem is this? Is this one a family- issue- problem- where- you- just- want- to- scream- out- and- rip- out- your- hair kind of problem? Or is this a I'm-not-getting-any-from-my-guy-and-if-I-don't-get-some-soon-I-will- resort-to-masturabtion?"
Halle looked at Faye with what looked like a cross between wonder and amusement.
"Where did you think of that?"
Faye shrugged. "Wwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy too much time in my hands."
Halle let herself laugh aloud and turned back to the water which was just beginning to boil. Taking the pot from the stove she poured the boiling water into two mugs and deposited the chocolate packets into them. Stirring them with a spoon, she handed one to Faye and took a sip from her own. Leaning her elbows on the counter and holding her steamy mug, she looked at Faye.
"It's like a mix of both," Halle explained. "You see, I like this guy, right?"
Faye took a sip from her hot chocolate. "Right."
"Okay. But the problem is...he...um, he kind of has a girl friend."
Faye frowned and took another sip of her hot chocolate and grimaced as she burnt her tongue. Looking up she arched her eyebrow again.
"What do you mean, 'kind of'?"
Halle sighed and sat down opposite her on the other side of the counter. Swirling her drink around with her spoon she looked tentatively up at Faye.
"Okay, they're head over heels in love," she replied. "I know-I know-Faye don't give me that look! You don't understand! I-I can talk to him. I can tell him anything and he'll listen. He listens to me! Something a guy has never done to me. Usually they just bed me, and that's it."
"Oh," Faye said, feigning innocence.
Halle rolled her eyes at Faye. "Oh, I know how all of Castle Rock thinks I'm a whore, a slut, a sex-driven fiend. I'm not stupid. It's just....this guy. He looks passed all of that!"
"But Halle, if he has a girl friend be careful!" Faye said cautiously.
Halle shook her head. "I know. I am, don't worry. I'm not stupid. I know we can never be more than friends. It just hurts."
Faye looked empathetically at Halle and then grinned. "So who is it, anyway?"
Halle shook her head, draining the rest of her drink into the sink. "Uh-uh. Nooo, I am not telling you."
Faye finished her drink and placed it in the sink also. "Awwww, come on Halle! That's not fair. You went on and on for like five minutes about how great this guy is, and you won't even tell me who the bugger is!"
Halle looked up at Faye and grinned. "You know him better than you think you do."
"Oh, do I?" Faye replied, sitting back on her stool and smiling.
"How do I know I can trust you, huh?" Halle asked, now seriously considering telling Faye. The weight was so heavy inside her, she needed to tell someone.
"Well," Faye began, choosing her words carefully. "Chris trusts me."
Halle knew if Chris trusted Faye, she could too.
"It's-oh God I can't believe I'm telling you this!-it's Gordie LaChance."
Faye coughed and hit her chest lightly.
"Oh, Faye, don't say anything!"
Faye held her hand up and continued to cough, just as the front door opened and Chris himself walked in. His eyes knit in confusion when he saw his sister sitting there, looking utterly horrified and Faye's eyes watering as she laid her head down on the countertop, continuing to cough.
He walked over to the two girls and grinned when Faye popped her head up, cleared her throat, and smiled brightly. "Sweetheart!" she said happily, throwing her hands up in mock celebration. "Just the person I wanted to see!"
Chris laughed and kissed her lightly on the lips before looking to Halle, who still looked as if she had witnessed someone dying.
"Hales-you alright?"
Halle snapped back into reality and looked at Chris, forcing a smile. "Er- yeah," she said, her voice coming out shaky and higher than usual.
Faye cast a worried glance towards Halle and Halle looked back, giving her a knowing look.
"Uh-Faye, wanna go up to my room?" Chris asked, noticing how the two girls exchanged a look and not sure what to think.
Faye diverted her eyes from Halle and forced a nervous grin. "S-sure."
* * *
"So-what were you doing in my kitchen with my sister?"
Faye was sitting on Chris's bed, flipping through his record collection as Chris tossed a baseball up and down in his hands, lying beside her.
She arched an eyebrow, examining a Johnny Cash album.
"I actually came to talk to you, but you weren't home so Halle invited me in. She's actually a really cool girl. I've never actually talked to her before."
Chris shrugged. "Yeah she's cool."
Faye looked over at Chris and smirked. "So you went over Gordie's?"
"Yeah, Gordo called me and he sounded all weird and shit," Chris explained. "Apparently...erm...as he put it 'nailed Grace.'" Chris chuckled and Faye looked disgusted.
"That little mother fu-that's what he said?"
Chris nodded but grinned lightheartedly. "But he was joking. He really does love her."
Faye sighed uncertainly. "Yeah-yeah he does."
Chris looked indifferently at Faye. "Don't sound too sure, now do you?"
Faye looked at Chris and recovered quickly, by leaning down and kissing him hard. She wanted to steer off the subject of Gordie and Grace, fearing she might let something slip about Halle's newfound crush.
Finally Chris pulled away, leaving Faye breathless. "What was that for?" he asked, grinning slightly.
Faye shrugged and laid her head against his, rubbing her hand through his flyaway hair. He leaned in and kissed her again, but this time, he didn't pull away.
~*~*~*~*~
Sorry about the double post! I messed up...
That chapter's a bit shorter than I would have liked, but right now the Eagles are playing and I'm a bit sidetracked.
Okay. So next chapter's going to have a bit of a twist and hopefully make the plot more interesting and intrigue you fellow readers out there! Keep reviewing; I need all the feedback I can get.
StormShadow21: Thanks for your review again! I'm so glad at least someone loves my story so much. It really makes me feel good. : ) hehe. Yes so the website to see River in his coffin *wipes tears vigorously away* it's at www.findadeath.com Go to the directory and look for River Phoenix. It's very disturbing and sick, so brace yourself. It's very disrespectful to have taken that picture and whoever did it is wrong, wrong, wrong! Anywho, here's another chapter. Also, please update your story soon with more Chris action!!! I love him so much, and I'm dying to know what happens between him and Jo. Have you ever seen My Own Private Idaho? I'm dying to see it, it was one of River's last movies...so anyways, later days. -The Good Girl
SleepIsFun: Dude, I'm so jealous of you! I wish I had a Rio Phoenix look alike in my class! My Rio look alike is a senior, in zilcho classes of mine, has a girlfriend, and doesn't even know I exist! So it's a dud and I'm upset about it lol but he is on my swim team, so I don't mind seeing his abs everyday. Anywho, I hope you like this chapter. So for my babbling, must've bored you there. : ) -The Good Girl
It really was very cold outside, and Faye was getting annoyed. Where was the damn boy? She had called him earlier but he wasn't home, so she decided to stop by, needing desperately to talk to him. However, when the heavy oak door opened and emitted light from inside, Faye was greeted with a scowling, irritated face rather than that of a smiling, carefree one she expected.
"Hey, Halle," Faye said briskly seeing as Halle did not look in the mood for company. She looked tired, and her dark hair was tousled into a low ponytail, hanging over her left shoulder. She was clad in sweatpants and a sweater, and had dark bags under her eyes. "Is Chris home?"
The scowl on Halle's face slowly faded as she grinned slowly at Faye. In all honesty, Faye was a sweet girl and Halle felt that she was good for Chris. He needed someone that could bring him back to earth, back to being a normal seventeen year old boy again.
"Actually Faye," Halle said. "He's not. He said something about going over Gordie's or whatever, sorry."
The hurt in Faye's eyes was evident and Halle pitied the girl. "You can come in if you want," Halle added as an afterthought. "It's just me home and I'm incredibly bored."
Faye grinned slightly and shrugged. "Sure. Hell, it beats walking home in the cold again."
Halle nodded. "It is freaking cold out there." Stepping aside, she let the girl in and she shut the door swiftly behind her. "Want something to drink?"
Faye smiled. "Yes!" Halle laughed at her enthusiasm and the pair made their way into the Chamber's kitchen. Faye sat down at the counter as Halle searched the cabinets for some packets of hot chocolate.
"So," Faye said, absentmindedly tracing a crack along the counter. "How's life treating you Halle."
Halle sighed and began to boil water on the stove. She turned to Faye and sat the packets of hot chocolate on the counter and put her hands on her hips. "It's treating me pretty shitty."
Faye arched an eyebrow. "Oh?"
Halle nodded. "Yeah. I've sort of got this-problem."
Faye nodded and looked thoughtfully at Halle. "Okay. Now what kind of problem is this? Is this one a family- issue- problem- where- you- just- want- to- scream- out- and- rip- out- your- hair kind of problem? Or is this a I'm-not-getting-any-from-my-guy-and-if-I-don't-get-some-soon-I-will- resort-to-masturabtion?"
Halle looked at Faye with what looked like a cross between wonder and amusement.
"Where did you think of that?"
Faye shrugged. "Wwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy too much time in my hands."
Halle let herself laugh aloud and turned back to the water which was just beginning to boil. Taking the pot from the stove she poured the boiling water into two mugs and deposited the chocolate packets into them. Stirring them with a spoon, she handed one to Faye and took a sip from her own. Leaning her elbows on the counter and holding her steamy mug, she looked at Faye.
"It's like a mix of both," Halle explained. "You see, I like this guy, right?"
Faye took a sip from her hot chocolate. "Right."
"Okay. But the problem is...he...um, he kind of has a girl friend."
Faye frowned and took another sip of her hot chocolate and grimaced as she burnt her tongue. Looking up she arched her eyebrow again.
"What do you mean, 'kind of'?"
Halle sighed and sat down opposite her on the other side of the counter. Swirling her drink around with her spoon she looked tentatively up at Faye.
"Okay, they're head over heels in love," she replied. "I know-I know-Faye don't give me that look! You don't understand! I-I can talk to him. I can tell him anything and he'll listen. He listens to me! Something a guy has never done to me. Usually they just bed me, and that's it."
"Oh," Faye said, feigning innocence.
Halle rolled her eyes at Faye. "Oh, I know how all of Castle Rock thinks I'm a whore, a slut, a sex-driven fiend. I'm not stupid. It's just....this guy. He looks passed all of that!"
"But Halle, if he has a girl friend be careful!" Faye said cautiously.
Halle shook her head. "I know. I am, don't worry. I'm not stupid. I know we can never be more than friends. It just hurts."
Faye looked empathetically at Halle and then grinned. "So who is it, anyway?"
Halle shook her head, draining the rest of her drink into the sink. "Uh-uh. Nooo, I am not telling you."
Faye finished her drink and placed it in the sink also. "Awwww, come on Halle! That's not fair. You went on and on for like five minutes about how great this guy is, and you won't even tell me who the bugger is!"
Halle looked up at Faye and grinned. "You know him better than you think you do."
"Oh, do I?" Faye replied, sitting back on her stool and smiling.
"How do I know I can trust you, huh?" Halle asked, now seriously considering telling Faye. The weight was so heavy inside her, she needed to tell someone.
"Well," Faye began, choosing her words carefully. "Chris trusts me."
Halle knew if Chris trusted Faye, she could too.
"It's-oh God I can't believe I'm telling you this!-it's Gordie LaChance."
Faye coughed and hit her chest lightly.
"Oh, Faye, don't say anything!"
Faye held her hand up and continued to cough, just as the front door opened and Chris himself walked in. His eyes knit in confusion when he saw his sister sitting there, looking utterly horrified and Faye's eyes watering as she laid her head down on the countertop, continuing to cough.
He walked over to the two girls and grinned when Faye popped her head up, cleared her throat, and smiled brightly. "Sweetheart!" she said happily, throwing her hands up in mock celebration. "Just the person I wanted to see!"
Chris laughed and kissed her lightly on the lips before looking to Halle, who still looked as if she had witnessed someone dying.
"Hales-you alright?"
Halle snapped back into reality and looked at Chris, forcing a smile. "Er- yeah," she said, her voice coming out shaky and higher than usual.
Faye cast a worried glance towards Halle and Halle looked back, giving her a knowing look.
"Uh-Faye, wanna go up to my room?" Chris asked, noticing how the two girls exchanged a look and not sure what to think.
Faye diverted her eyes from Halle and forced a nervous grin. "S-sure."
* * *
"So-what were you doing in my kitchen with my sister?"
Faye was sitting on Chris's bed, flipping through his record collection as Chris tossed a baseball up and down in his hands, lying beside her.
She arched an eyebrow, examining a Johnny Cash album.
"I actually came to talk to you, but you weren't home so Halle invited me in. She's actually a really cool girl. I've never actually talked to her before."
Chris shrugged. "Yeah she's cool."
Faye looked over at Chris and smirked. "So you went over Gordie's?"
"Yeah, Gordo called me and he sounded all weird and shit," Chris explained. "Apparently...erm...as he put it 'nailed Grace.'" Chris chuckled and Faye looked disgusted.
"That little mother fu-that's what he said?"
Chris nodded but grinned lightheartedly. "But he was joking. He really does love her."
Faye sighed uncertainly. "Yeah-yeah he does."
Chris looked indifferently at Faye. "Don't sound too sure, now do you?"
Faye looked at Chris and recovered quickly, by leaning down and kissing him hard. She wanted to steer off the subject of Gordie and Grace, fearing she might let something slip about Halle's newfound crush.
Finally Chris pulled away, leaving Faye breathless. "What was that for?" he asked, grinning slightly.
Faye shrugged and laid her head against his, rubbing her hand through his flyaway hair. He leaned in and kissed her again, but this time, he didn't pull away.
~*~*~*~*~
Sorry about the double post! I messed up...
That chapter's a bit shorter than I would have liked, but right now the Eagles are playing and I'm a bit sidetracked.
Okay. So next chapter's going to have a bit of a twist and hopefully make the plot more interesting and intrigue you fellow readers out there! Keep reviewing; I need all the feedback I can get.
StormShadow21: Thanks for your review again! I'm so glad at least someone loves my story so much. It really makes me feel good. : ) hehe. Yes so the website to see River in his coffin *wipes tears vigorously away* it's at www.findadeath.com Go to the directory and look for River Phoenix. It's very disturbing and sick, so brace yourself. It's very disrespectful to have taken that picture and whoever did it is wrong, wrong, wrong! Anywho, here's another chapter. Also, please update your story soon with more Chris action!!! I love him so much, and I'm dying to know what happens between him and Jo. Have you ever seen My Own Private Idaho? I'm dying to see it, it was one of River's last movies...so anyways, later days. -The Good Girl
SleepIsFun: Dude, I'm so jealous of you! I wish I had a Rio Phoenix look alike in my class! My Rio look alike is a senior, in zilcho classes of mine, has a girlfriend, and doesn't even know I exist! So it's a dud and I'm upset about it lol but he is on my swim team, so I don't mind seeing his abs everyday. Anywho, I hope you like this chapter. So for my babbling, must've bored you there. : ) -The Good Girl
