This Is What You Wished For Isn't It?
Chapter Six: Different Good? Or Bad?
Chazz walked to lunch his arm around tori's waist, tori was blushing an trying to hide behind chazz.
"Don't worry we'll be alone for are next play time" chazz promised. Tori blushed harder, as they entered the cafeteria,
"hey BBQ" chazz said.
"Uh chazz" tori squeaked,
"don't worry we'll play soon" chazz said,
"no, chazz it's not that, it's.." Tori trailed off seeing chazz wasn't listening,
"your stomic can't handle BBQ" he squeaked desperately.
"Yea, yea sounds great" chazz said counting to devourer the food in front of him. Tori looked around for someone to stop chazz, but he was too scared of everyone to ask. So he sat there twisting his tail, as chazz devoured all the BBQ.
"Aw now that's a meal" chazz said,
"ohh" he clutched his stomic in pain.
"I tried to worn ya, spicy foods don't agree with your stomic" tori whispered.
"Why didn't you stop me?" Chazz demanded, tori flinched, tears welling up.
"I tried, ya wouldn't listen" he said tears falling, chazz relised what he'd done.
"No, no don't cry, I didn't mean it, it's not your fault, I should've listened don't cry, just don't cry" chazz said.
Not knowing what to do, tori sniffed,
"ya sh-should go lay down" he said.
"Ok help me up" chazz said, tori helped him up and to his room, chazz lay down on his bed. "I'll get ya somethin' for your stomic" tori told him, chazz watched him walk off wishing he'd stayed.
"I don't need median, I only need you" he whispered. 'Tori always, lays my head in his lap, puts a hand on my forehead and stomic. And sings me a song when my stomic hurts' chazz thought,
"not in this world." Chazz saw the angel sitting at the foot of the bed,
"but he's always does that to make me feel better" chazz said.
"The old tori, you wished he wasn't so motherly, so he doesn't do that" the angel said. He disappeared as tori came back, wearing a nurse outfit and caring gingeral, a glass of water. And median forr his stomic, 'gotta be another condition' chazz thought. Tori set the stuff down and helped chazz sit up. He gave him the water and median. Chazz drank it and lay down, motioned for tori to do the same.
"Ahh!" Chavez cried shooting up from the bed, tori jumped,
"what? What is it?" He asked shaking, "nothing just a bad dream" Chavez said,
"I hate those" tori said hugging him. Chavez stared down at him, 'tori always has me lay my head on his shoulder. And let's me tell him about my nightmare and tells me a story if I can't sleep' Chavez thought. 'That was the old motherly tori, you wished him away' he reminded himself. 'Maybe wishing tori was different wasn't a good idea' he thought laying back down.