Stay dead because you're screwed now anyway.

From Create Your Own Story

Current revision as of 22:17, 18 May 2014

Sorry. You're not dead.

You open your eyes. Still darkness.

You close them again. Everything hurts.

You really had a number done on you. More like numbers.

Where are you?

You open your eyes and your vision slowly adjusts.

The first thing you see is Jug. More specifically, you see his face glaring over you.

"You're a real punk, Arch! A real pussy cat! A tom cat would man up and face the music. But no, you had to run. And even better, knock down my MOM in the process. You know what? It's funny. While you were knocked out I went over what I would say when you woke up. And you know what? Screw what I was gonna say. I've said enough."

He snaps his fist back.

Zooming in.

"WAIT!" You shout.

BAM!

The hit shatters your face.

AHH! THE PAIN!

He broke your face.

You start crying.

Who even cares anymore. You deserve it. You're a queer and a baby!

"Oh come on now! Stop that nonsense! I'll hit you again!"

He snaps his fist back.

"Wait!", you blubber.

"Huh?"

"WAIT!"

"I can't hear you baby!"

You're sick of this.

All of it.

"WAIT DAMN IT! WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! DO YOU HEAR ME NOW?!", you yell.

"Wow. You're mad huh? It's funny Arch. Real funny.

Wait. Wait you tell me. Wait.

I've been waiting all my damn life it seems. Waiting and waiting.

When I was little, all I thought about was Archie, Archie, Archie. Mom said we might as well have been twin brothers, she couldn't separate us.

Wait...

Every time I was afraid to do something, you were the one pushing me. Backing me up! Even you, the great, bumbling fearless Archie need support time to time. You'd always have my back and knew when I felt dumb or like crap.

Wait...My best freaking friend...Wait..."

His voice starts to crack and you swear he looks like he was on the verge of tears,

"Wait Arch? I've waited and waited and waited. Waited for me to change. Waited for it go away. Waited for a girl to come along. A girl that would give me the same weird feeling I get when I think 'Archie'."

Unbelievably, Jug's face somehow twists into an even deeper expression of rage,

"WAIT ARCH!

I've waited SO DAMN LONG for you to give EVEN A HINT that you felt the weird thing I felt.

Well I got nothing. Nada. Zippo. Zilch.

And out of the blue, I wake up to what? You kissing me, and what do you do? You run away."

You say the first thing that comes to mind, what else could you do?

"I'm sorry Jug."

"No, I'm sorry Arch. You always were a little boy. Afraid to commit to Betty because she couldn't POSSIBLY love you the way she does, even though she's shown it TIME and TIME and TIME again! Couldn't tell Veronica besides her good looks, there isn't much about her that makes you feel comfortable. Couldn't even face the music and admit that you kissed me. You didn't even try to say anything. You just jetted."

Wow. You really screwed up.

"Ewww. I always knew you two were fags!"

You hear a voice taunting you from above and both you and Jug look up to see Reggie.

"Wooooooooooooow. Who would've thought? Juggie and Archie sittin' in a tree... Juggie wants Archie to confess to kissy... Awww... Did Archiekins ruin your perfect moment, Juggy-boy?"

Knock Reggie the freak out.

Ignore Reggie.