Walking on the Tracks Chapter 7
Teddy, Chris, Vern and I were all tangled up in a wrestling heap as Gordie made his way to the store to collect some food. "Okay guys enough enough " I laughed gently shoving Chris off of me as the guys chuckled happily. "Gordie better hurry up" Teddy said dusting himself off "we need to get moving before fatso and the sic balls machine get here ". "We got plenty of time Teddy" Chris told him pulling me up from the ground.
"He won't be that long" I said "not unless there's some painfully slow grandmas trying to buy their weekly Vogue". "Damn, I should of told the wiener to get some Winstons" Teddy grumbled,"don't worry Buddy Holly, I got some" Chris replied slapping his back pocket.
"Great so we can enjoy a nice smoke tonight under the stars" I smiled resting my arm on Chris's shoulder. "Sounds awesome " Teddy sighed. "Yeah but first Gordos gotta come back with the food before the old man gets here" said Chris.
I suddenly heard some crashing from the house and snapped my head in the direction the sound came from. "Crap is that him?" Vern asked shocked,"well who else would it be?" Teddy asked sarcastically "we should wait on the other side of the fence in case he sees us" .
"What about Gordie?" I asked.
"He'll see us when he comes back now let's go before we lose our balls" Teddy rushed over to the fence and we all followed.
When we all got over the fence, Gordie arrived back with the food but Ol' Man Presson noticed him. "Hey! Hey you kid!" I remember his voice was hard and boomed all over the junkyard causing the cars and scraps of metal to shake. "RUN GORDIE RUN!" We all yelled as we watched Gordie sprint towards us as Ol' Man Pressen shouted for Chopper.
"Sic em! Sic em boy!".
Gordie suddenly sprang into the fence and scrambled over it as we all laughed at Chopper who wasn't the spine chilling bone crunching brute you expected him to be. He was just a plain old Labrador with golden sandy fur and big black eyes. He layed down in the dirt as Gordie exclaimed "that's Chopper?!". "Kiss my ass Choppie kiss my ass" Teddy teased rubbing his backside up and down the fence as the dog chewed on his trousers "c'mon bite shit he he he he". "Hey you kids stop teasing that dog!" Ol' Man Presson came running up to us, red in his huge filthy face "stop teasing him!".
Teddy laughed loudly. "I'm gonna beat your ass teasing my dog like that!" the old man snarled viciously. "Yeah? I'd like to see you climb over this fence and get me fat ass!" Teddy mocked him grinning stupidly. "Don't you call me that! You little tin headed speckled loonie's son" Presson's voice was low and harsh causing Teddy to stop mid laugh. "What did you call me?" Teddy asked shocked.
"I know who you are,you're Teddy Duchamp and your dads a loony,a loony in the nuthouse up in Togus because he took your ear and burned it on a stove" Presson sneered at the clear anger swelling in Teddy. "My father stormed the beach of Normandy" Teddy said steadily as Chris placed his hand on his shoulder gently."He's crazier than a shit house rat!" the old man spat "no wonder you're acting the way you are with a loony for a father!".
"You call my dad a loony again and I'll kill you" Teddy threatened narrowing his eyes. "Loony loony loony" the fat piece of shit said. "I'M GONNA RIP YOUR HEAD OFF AND SHIT DOWN YOUR NECK!" Teddy screamed jumping onto the fence, I still remember the anger and pain that was burning in his voice. "Teddy! Teddy! Calm down!" Chris and I yelled trying to pull him off. "You come on and try it you little slimy bastard!" Presson snapped looking at the thrashing Teddy in disgust. "He wants you to come over here so he can beat the piss out of you and take you to the cops!" Chris shouted while struggling to hold Teddy."You watch your mouth smart guy and let him do his own fighting!" Presson pointed a fat grubby finger at Chris.
"Oh sure you only outweigh him by 500 pounds fat ass!" Gordie yelled. "I know you! You're LaChance and you're Taylor! I know all you'se guys and all your fathers are gonna get a call from me...except for the loony up in Togus". Teddy let out a scream before trying to attack the asswhole through the fence shouting every curse word under the sun. "You little foul mouth whore master" Presson sneered as we dragged Teddy away. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Teddy screamed at him through tears,"come back here!" Presson yelled at us as we left.
"My father stormed the beach of Normandy!" Teddy yelled "he STORMED THE BEACH YOU FAGGOT!".
We pulled him away before things could of gotten any worse.