; 1953
Oklahoma
"Get in the car!" The mother yelled. She shoved her two children in the back.
"Ow!" 6 year-old Chris yelped. He grabbed onto his brother's shirt and hid from his mother.
"Get off me, you little jerk!" Richard said, almost throwing a defenceless Chris off of him.
Chris scurried across the front yard and tripped on a pile of old tyres.
"Ouch!" Chris said again, clutching his knee in pain. It was bleeding heavily.
"Get over 'ere!" A drunk father yelled, struggling to hold his ground, swaying from side to side. He took a large swig from a small bottle of whiskey.
"And get your ass in the goddamn car." He burped. A frightened Chris did as he was told and climbed into the car.
"Where are we going?" Chris squeaked. The mother sat in the passenger seat while the father took his spot in the drivers seat.
"Castle Rock." The mother said. The father hit his foot down onto the accelerator and sped down the street, swerving from lane to lane an cutting off traffic.
Chris desperately clutched onto the seat in front of him to avoid being thrown across the dirty car.
"Why?" He asked curiously. Neither the mother or father replied.
"Because we're in trouble." Richard said, lighting a cigarette and putting it into his mouth.
"What do you mean?" Chris whispered.
Richard blew out a large cloud of smoke before answering,
"The cops are after us."
"Richard!" The mother muttered through clenched teeth. It was obvious that she didn't want Chris knowing that.
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Fanfictiongordie was forgotten chris was misunderstood teddy was labelled vern was teased they each had entirely different backgrounds and came from different families. they had nothing in common with each other at all. but the four boys we love and worship...
