Moving on. (Chapter 4)
!!!READ "MEMORIES" FIRST, THEN CHAPTER 1,2, AND 3 OF THIS STORY BEFORE READING THIS!!!
Hey, dudes. well, it's been a while, but here i am. last time, we saw some..well, pretty angsty stuff go down. lots of drama, confusion, and lots of words. lol. it was my longest chapter to date! well, lets see what happens, now...
"Chris went to lay in his bed, once again. His wrists bandaged up, he relaxed finally. Chris started to drift off to sleep very slowly. When his eyes finally shut, his last thought was, ironically..."Damien..."
Damien paced back and forth in his house, now. The clock reading half past 12. He started thinking to himself:
"Wow, what an epic day yesterday was, wasn't it?"
Damien was completely unaware of how "epic" that day truly was; especially for the young fox, Chris. Damien was merely stuck on the dream he had after said "epic" day.
It was Damien, standing in a field. It was big, and very very green. There was a single hill, and on top of that hill...sat his mate; Garry. Damien walked up the hill slowly; still in disbelief at the fact that he is seeing his mate again, even if it *is* just a dream.
Damien sat next to Garry and looked at him. Garry was a quite slender wolf; much like Damien himself, only thinner. His fur was the polar opposite of Damien's, ie, all black. not a single bit of colour anywhere on his body. Garry looked over at Damien, and said:
"Damien..my dear sweet Damien...What the hell are you doing?!"
Why, Damien was in pure shock. He had no idea what his mate was doing talking in such a manner.
"God, you're so stupid, sometimes." Garry said, very angrily.
"U-um..W-what are you talking about, H-honey?" Damien asked in a confused manner
"Ya know, I see what has been going on. I know all about that Chris fella." Garry said in a very "matter-of-fact" way.
Damien looked at his mate, and immediately became very timid.
"Oh...him. Listen, I still love you, I don't think anyone could be better than you, dear!"
Garry just slapped Damien upside the back of his head. "God, man. Stop this bollocks, dude. I'm dead, dude. "D-E-D" dead, honey. I'm not coming back."
Damien looked at him, "B-but.."
"NO! No buts!" Garry said. "Listen, dear. I know how much you love me. We were married for god's sake. Here's the thing: I..AM...DEAD!! i mean, what did you think i was gonna do, come back as a zombie and eat your brains?"
Damien merely laughed. He knew Garry would be just like this. He was always so blunt and to the point. He loved him for that reason. Well, that was one of the many reasons, of course.
"I get it, dear. You want me to get over you, right? You want me to...try this Chris guy out? Give him a call?"
"God, yes! Now you get it, geez!" Garry said, very annoyed. "You always took SO long to let something sink into that thick skull of yours."
Damien laughed yet again.
"yeah, I suppose I do, sometimes. Well...thanks for your blessing, baby. I really needed it."
"No problem whatsoever. Now, you go get him. I tell you, if he gets with you...he'll be the luckiest fox in the world." Garry said with a tear streaming down his cheek.
The former couple hugged tightly, and kissed one last time before Damien awoke in shock, leading us to the present situation. Damien finally calmed down and just sat in his chair; still thinking about the dream he has last night. He was also wondering what Chris could possibly be doing...
Chris lay in his, still in a daze. He too had a very strange dream last night. Though, Chris's dream was entirely different from that of Damien's.
Chris was just kind of sitting in his house. Nothing crazy, when all of the sudden..*His* mate came through the door! Oh how happy Chris was to see him! it had been so long, and finally, the reunion of a lifetime was about to occur. Chris ran to Tom, about to embrace him...When Tom just shoved his hand in Chris's face; stopping him in his tracks.
"What *are* you doing?" Tom asked.
"Well, i was going to..you know..hug you. I mean, it's felt like it's been so long. I've..missed you, dear."
"Oh, so now I'm "Dear"? I could have thought I was just an imaginary character with the way you were off gallivanting with that "Damien" guy. He doesn't even look so special. You're so stupid at time. You always were.
"B-but, baby.."
"NO! You don't get to talk. God, did I mean nothing to you? Was a so meaningless that you could just..go off and find someone else?" Tom said; seeming angrier than he ever had been.
"W-w-well...You meant a lot t-to me. You meant the world. I was even gonna ask you to marry me and everything!"
"And why didn't you? I bet you just didn't love me enough. Your feeling were always so..well, wonky." Tom stated.
"N-no! I loved you more than the world! No one could have loved someone more than I loved you! I was just..s-scared." Chris said quite timidly.
"Well, you should have been scared. If i had seen you now..Why, i would have said "no" right away! Besides...As if this Damien would love you. God's sake, you're a cutter! You can't even control your own emotions!"
"N-no..that's n-not true. I don't think Damien is like that. He seems nice..a-and caring, a-a-and.."
"God, shuuut up! You go on..and on..and on! Why would you think someone could love you? You're a broken man, now. What purpose is there for a broken machine, other than to chuck it out to the trash? You *may* have been good once, but that time is long gone. You are just as i said; "Trash.." Tom said. The word echoed until Chris woke up in a panic.
Chris was just in his bed; crying yet again. How could his mate say such a thing, he thought? But...if he did say it..it might just be true. His mate knew him better than anyone!
"Maybe...I really *am* worthless..." Chris thought to himself. Chris just lay in bed, still dazed, having no clue what to say or think. The only thing he could do...Was just rest.
"Awww, man! I gotta call!" Damien said excitedly. This was a new day, and thus, new opportunities arose. Damien had made up his mind. He was gonna call this fox, and see if he could get himself a date! Oh, he was excited at the prospect. Damien finally picked up the phone, and firmly pressed each digit in; making sure they were all the right ones.
The phone rang, and Damien heard a very haggard "h-hello?" on the other end.
"Hi! I'm so glad you were there, This is Damien, and I.." *click*. The phone was suddenly hung up from the other end.
"Huh...I wonder if I sounded too much like a telemarketer or something? Oh, well. I'll try again later. I have to go out, for now." Damien said.
On the other end of town, Chris still laid in his bed; but now he was panting. He just had Damien on the phone, and just hung right up. He just...Wasn't ready. He didn't feel confident in the least.
"I j-just..c-can't. I have to g-go out now, anyway." Chris whispered to himself, before getting himself out of bed. He still had the same clothes on from yesterday, and couldn't be assed changing them. Then, he just walked out of the door, locked it, and started walking...
Well, dudes..here you go. Hope it's actually..you know..good. lol.