To stand by him
Hi, so sorry i took so long, I don't exactly have a good excuse for the delay so I'm sticking with the fact that I'm a jerk. :p
Hope you enjoy the chapter though :)
Disclaimer: still don't own Stand by me. . . .sadly.
"You ever notice that the rich eat really gross food?"
"Chris will you please focus?" I asked shuffling the cards.
"Seriously, snails, fish eggs, squid. Good thing they have fancy french names that way no one knows what they're eating." Chris was hanging upside down on my bed reading a cook book I had gotten for my birthday last year.
"You know what? I'm done helping you." I declared slamming the deck back into the drawer on my nightstand. Chris had asked me to teach him how to play and count the cards like I did in black jack.
But the boy had the attention span of the fish.
"Sorry its just I didn't expect it to have this much math involved. Hey, how can you do it then." he asked from his spot on the bed.
"What?"
"Well you said you were an idiot." he said I jutted out my leg and kicked him off the bed with a thud.
"I never said that you ass."
"Okay fine, not that good in school."
"I'm not."
"Then how can you do this math so well?" he asked pointing to the cards in the dresser and then to me.
"Cause this is fun, desk math ain't." I said.
"Yeah but-"
"SHH!" I snapped hearing a creak coming from the hallway. I shot up from the bed and pressed my ear against the door. My dad was downstairs with some friends but I had thought he wouldn't come up here, it was past one am and he was usually rip roaring drunk by then. Another creak followed by heavy footsteps caused my nerves to go into panic.
"Chris under the bed." I hissed.
"Why?" he asked alarmed as well.
"Just do it!" I demanded, he quickly crawled under the bed and I threw myself ontop of it.
"Anna!" my dad yelled barging through the door.
"Hi dad." I said pretending to be asleep, I saw the look in his eyes and quickly replaced my former 'dad' with 'john'
"What was that thud?" he asked.
"I fell out of bed." I answered quickly stretching and letting out a hopefully convincing yawn.
"Mhm." he said walking around the room I sat on the edge of my bed and watching him as he seemed to be scanning my room for something out of place. After and few moments he took another mouthful of his beer he looked at me.
"Charlie wants to talk to ya." I tensed. Charlie? I hadn't seen him since that day he tried to rape me.
"Uh charlie?" I asked awkwardly trying not to let my discomfort show.
"Yes, and you will be kind to him." My dad said his eyes narrowing. "he said he was really eager to see you he hasn't seen you in a long time."
I felt Chris tugging on the leg of my sleep pants, was it a warning? A way or telling me to get out? Be strong? Or was he just reminding me that he was here?
I crossed my legs so the pant he was tugging on slipped from his grasp so he knew I felt it. I gave my dad a weak smile and he walked into the hallway, as soon as he was gone I felt movement from under me. Chris' arm became visible.
"CHRIS!" I whisper yelled at him. Was he insane?
"Anna!" Charlies drunken voice sounded as he entered my room. I froze and Chris's arm shot back under the bed as far as he could. I could see his fingers poking out a bit but he didn't dare move in fear he would see.
"Hi Charlie." I said trying to sound stronger then I felt. Fear filled my stomach making me feel empty. His eyes wandered over me and it made me feel so exposed even in my pants and sweater.
He walked over to me and took a seat beside me on the bed. My breathing quickened, he just sat there for a moment until his hand reached up tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. I moved away uncomfortable I was scarred, but I was a bit more at ease when I realized that Chris was under the bed.
"You know we didn't get to finish what was going so well-"
"Charlie don't do this." I said through gritted teeth as his hand slid across my thigh inching higher and higher. His fingers curling to grip it in a harsh hold as his chapped and sickly wet lips began to kiss along my jaw.
"I think I know what was wrong last time." he whispered into my ear giving me terrified tingles down my arms and back. "You weren't loose enough." my lips pressed into a tight line, when I saw the bottle of what I assumed was vodka came closer to me. "Come on." he said as his tongue flicked out to taste the skin below my ear. The bottle was shoved against my lips hard pushing my lips into my teeth and cutting.
I shot up from the bed shoving the bottle away, in his drunken state he couldn't hold onto it properly and it tumbled to the ground the liquid flowing onto the ground and the bottle thudded against the wall in the corner.
"Damn it Charlie stop!" I pleaded.
He shot up, his Italian shoes crushing Chris's fingers in to process.
There was I sickening sound that escaped Chris' lips, I heard it, and Charlie heard it.
"What the hell was that?" he asked moving from the bed. He looked at me and my eyes were fixed at the spot where Chris' fingers disappeared into the dark. Charlie ducked to one knee to see what was going on.
"Wait!" I yelled and in a panic I snatched his collar in my fists and pulled him up and away from the bed. Figuring out how drunk he really was when he stumbled and pushed me into the dresser the hard wood digging into my back. His smile was a twisted one, his eyes filled with lust and hunger when I looked up at him.
"Now that's what I'm talking about." he said and roughly grabbed my hips forcing his lips onto mine.
I was disgusted and tried to push him off me, letting out a whimper as his tongue pried open my lips and filled my mouth rolling around until I was gagging. I could taste stale liquor on his tongue, the scent filled my nostrils and refused to let me breathe because of the horrible stench. I shoved him away and let my hand fly slapping him across the face. He didn't even move my hand tingled from when I hit him.
"That all you got princess?" he asked smirking.
"You lost your touch, where's that fire?' he shot out a hand and grabbed my breast hard. I let out a sickened sound and shoved him away from me, in anger. I was not something to be played with.
"Fuck off!" I screeched and drove my fist towards him and connected which his jaw.
He fell back and onto the bed.
"There it is." he licked his lips and came at me grabbing my hips and throwing me to the ground with a thud my tail bone getting bruised in the process. He put a leg on either side of me and locked my hands above my head.
My neck was attacked, becoming violated by his mouth tongue and teeth. I turned my face to the side.
I could see Chris under the bed, his eyes blazing with anger and terror as he could now see what was happening rather then hearing it. Our eyes looked and I pleaded with him not to do anything, not yet.
He looked upset by my plea but nodded anyways a harsh bite on my neck brought my attention back to Charlie. His hands left my wrists and began to push my sweater up my stomach, forcing it over my head and kissing the exposed skin.
I struggled under him kicking and wriggling around under him.
"I like it rough too." he whispered. "But of course you already knew that. I'll teach you things your boyfriend couldn't dream of. He'll thank me though."
"Sick bastard." I muttered to him. His kisses traveled low, too low. Kissing the length of my waist, his teeth took my pajama pants into them and began to pull them down.
My eyes widened at the realization of what he was doing.
They widened even more when I saw who was standing behind him.
Chris had a picture frame in his hands and he slammed it down on side of his head knocking him off me.
Chris was quick when Charlie looked back he drove his fist into his face.
Then snatched his collar in his hands.
"You bastard, I told you never to touch her again."
"Chambers." Charlie laughed a humorless laugh which just seemed to infuriate Chris more, as he slammed his fist into him again and again.
"Chris stop!" I yelled running up to him and grabbing his arm. "Stop he's knocked out." I said calmly hoping to calm him as well.
He stopped and looked up at me, his knuckled cut and swollen from hitting Charlie In the teeth.
"Come on." Chris said snatching up my sweater and handing it to me. "We're leaving." I didn't snap at him for demanding me to follow like a dog, I just followed him out the window. Chris and I walked to his house in silence.
Climbed into his truck in silence. And drove in silence.
"You should have let me help you sooner." he said suddenly as we drove.
"It's not your fight chris."
"The hell it's not. I'm your boyfriend Anna I-"
"Boyfriend? The hell with that Chris, you never asked me to be your girl."
'I thought it was implied when I told you I wanted to be with you." he snapped.
"Hows your hand?"
"Don't change the damn subject, don't you realize that you almost got raped again tonight? I was ready to kill him before he walked through the door. And you told me not to do anything, I saw that look you gave me and it wasn't just because you thought it wasn't the right time to. It was because you were scared I would get found."
"What does it matter?"
"Why do you do that? You give yourself over just so others can be okay, when are you gonna start taking care of yourself?"
"Are you seriously yelling at me for being unselfish?"
"No I'm yelling at you for being an idiot!" he yelled.
"Stop the truck." I snapped. How dare he yell at me. Chris ignored me. "Stop the damn car Chambers!" I yelled back at him and he stopped the truck abruptly and I jumped out.
I heard Chris' door shut too.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Away from you."
"Anna stop the bullshit."
"I will when you stop with yours. Whats your problem Chris? You don't have a right to yell at me like you are? I was protecting you, yeah, whats wrong with that?"
"Because its at your expense." I stopped walking and turned around to face him. "I've been beaten my whole life Anna, and I know you have too. I told you before that I will not let that happen, not if I can help it."
"Chris you are the most ridiculous person I know, yeah I've been beaten, and yes I've been raped but I've also made it this far doing what I have."
"And it's gotten you beaten and raped." he said. He walked up to me and held my face in his hands.
"I actually watched it tonight Anna, I saw what you go through. Why do you do that to yourself?" Chris was pained. I could see it in his eyes and the way his voice cracked.
"Why do you let your dad and brother beat you?" I asked back. He stared at me for a moment.
"I don't anymore." he whispered. "that night, after the party was the first night I did something like that in a long time."
"Why?"
"Cause, I knew you were something worth fighting for. Worth being better for. Worth being strong enough for." he smoothed my hair down, his face coming an inch from my face. "Please don't make me have to worry about you."
I nodded breathlessly, Chris let out a sigh and then crushed his lips to mine.
Holding me like I might break under his touch, his kiss was hard but gentle nothing like Charlies kiss.
His lips grazed over mine heating my body, my hands slid up over his shoulders and into his neck, my fingers tugging on the short hair at the nape of his neck.
His hands strong and sturdy pressed flat on my back pulling me to him and locking me in the strength of his arms.
Slowly and soundlessly his lips left mine, his hot breath on my lips made the hairs on my back stand on end.
"One more thing." he said.
"Anything." I whispered back. He smirked and a chuckle escaped.
"Will you be my girl."
After that? How the hell was I supposed to say no?
So I didn't.
Cute Chris and Anna moments coming up in the next chapter.
Have a great day :)
-Author: L.J. Makay.