Hey its Emma!!!!shes back!!!!!:hug:

 

@Laura:that is such a good random story:lol::lol:

cows:heart:poor Chrissy

Sorry its short....again.....

 

SOME KIND OF GHOST

 

 

Chapter 6, Part 2

 

Chris’s PoV

 

“What? Why?” We were both standing now, feet apart. “I thought…”

 

“Chris, Its not like I don’t want to, I…Just can’t.” He had a tortured look on his face.

 

“That doesn’t make sense Guy.” I could feel tears run down my face. I wiped them away self-consciously. He sat back down on the couch and put his head in his hands. I looked at him for a long moment, then sat down on the other end of the couch, keeping my distance.

“Chris, this,” he pointed to himself than at me. “ won’t work out.”

 

“You don’t know that.”

 

“Yes, I do. You have a wife! Chris, and kids!” He jumped off the couch and look down at me.

 

“We can-“

 

“ What? Figure it out?” He said angrily. “Will you leave Gwyn?”

 

“I…I don’t know.” I said defeated. Every argument I could come up with, was shot down. I felt hopeless.

 

“I think I should leave for awhile, give us some time apart.” I was about to protest when he cut me off. “I wont be gone too long. And when I come back, I guess we will pretend this never happened.”

 

“I don’t want to pretend this never happened!” I stood up and walked toward him, he didn’t move. “Guy, I… I love you!” He looked up at me, shocked. His eyes were wide.

 

“No, you don’t.”

 

“Yes, Guy, I do!” I said helplessly.

 

“Chris, don’t make this harder than It has to be.” He backed away from me and went to the door. “Just lock the door when you leave.”

 

“Fuck off Guy! Just fuck off!” He closed the door and I was left alone completely rejected. I fell to my knees and sobbed quietly into my hands.

 

 

bad chapter sorry....

Sorry its short....again.....

 

SOME KIND OF GHOST

 

 

Chapter 6, Part 2

 

Chris’s PoV

 

“What? Why?” We were both standing now, feet apart. “I thought…”

 

“Chris, Its not like I don’t want to, I…Just can’t.” He had a tortured look on his face.

 

“That doesn’t make sense Guy.” I could feel tears run down my face. I wiped them away self-consciously. He sat back down on the couch and put his head in his hands. I looked at him for a long moment, then sat down on the other end of the couch, keeping my distance.

“Chris, this,” he pointed to himself than at me. “ won’t work out.”

 

“You don’t know that.”

 

“Yes, I do. You have a wife! Chris, and kids!” He jumped off the couch and look down at me.

 

“We can-“

 

“ What? Figure it out?” He said angrily. “Will you leave Gwyn?”

 

“I…I don’t know.” I said defeated. Every argument I could come up with, was shot down. I felt hopeless.

 

“I think I should leave for awhile, give us some time apart.” I was about to protest when he cut me off. “I wont be gone too long. And when I come back, I guess we will pretend this never happened.”

 

“I don’t want to pretend this never happened!” I stood up and walked toward him, he didn’t move. “Guy, I… I love you!” He looked up at me, shocked. His eyes were wide.

 

“No, you don’t.”

 

“Yes, Guy, I do!” I said helplessly.

 

“Chris, don’t make this harder than It has to be.” He backed away from me and went to the door. “Just lock the door when you leave.”

 

“Fuck off Guy! Just fuck off!” He closed the door and I was left alone completely rejected. I fell to my knees and sobbed quietly into my hands.

 

 

bad chapter sorry....

 

 

aww!! :bigcry:!!

 

 

sad, but great!!! keep up the great work!!!

it's really really short, but a lot happens. :P

 

 

CANYON.

CHAPTER 5

 

 

 

 

Chris’s eyes opened slowly. He saw a familiar brown haired figure towards the end of the room. "Sorry, Guy. I stole your fainting thunder."

"Apology accepted." Guy chuckled and walked closer to the bed. "Will you be okay here by yourself for a while? I have to go talk to Diane… and Jon won’t be here for another twenty minutes or so."

"I’m not a baby. I’ll be fine." He smiled, and pulled Guy in for a kiss on the forehead. "Good luck, mate."

Chris saw Guy smile for the first time in weeks. He watched him walk out the door, down the hall, and step into the elevator. He was so proud of his friend.

A few minutes later, with nothing to do, Chris started playing with his IV for a few minutes, flicking it around as the water slowly made its way into his arm. He looked up when he suddenly heard a loud bang. There was a tall man dressed in a black suit practically sprinting in his direction. He had dark black hair and piercing blue eyes. Chris was alarmed by all the anger in his expression. The man walked into Chris’s room, closed and locked the glass door behind him. Chris’s heart sunk as the man grabbed him by the hospital gown, pulled him out of the bed and threw him against the wall. "Where the fuck do you get off sleeping with my wife?" he screamed.

The man pulled Chris up and threw his fist into Chris’s jaw, blood starting to fly. "Huh?" The man said, punching him again. "Do you think you can sleep with whoever you want ‘cause you’re in a fuckin’ band, man?" he threw his fist into Chris’s jaw with every two words that came out of his mouth.

Chris could barely open his eyes, his face and jaw swelling from the blows, blood soaking his face. Then, there was a sudden loss of air as the man wrapped his hands around Chris’s neck. He wheezed loudly, trying to suck in any sort of air. Then, he was dropped, as the man was finally pulled off him by a security guard.

 

 

:stunned:

 

:bigcry::nigcry:NOOOOO!!!Chrissy!!that stupid guy is Diane's husband but hes stupid:lol:

 

this really was the action chapter!!thanks Christina I loved it:dance:

it's really really short, but a lot happens. :P

 

 

CANYON.

CHAPTER 5

 

 

 

 

Chris’s eyes opened slowly. He saw a familiar brown haired figure towards the end of the room. "Sorry, Guy. I stole your fainting thunder."

"Apology accepted." Guy chuckled and walked closer to the bed. "Will you be okay here by yourself for a while? I have to go talk to Diane… and Jon won’t be here for another twenty minutes or so."

"I’m not a baby. I’ll be fine." He smiled, and pulled Guy in for a kiss on the forehead. "Good luck, mate."

Chris saw Guy smile for the first time in weeks. He watched him walk out the door, down the hall, and step into the elevator. He was so proud of his friend.

A few minutes later, with nothing to do, Chris started playing with his IV for a few minutes, flicking it around as the water slowly made its way into his arm. He looked up when he suddenly heard a loud bang. There was a tall man dressed in a black suit practically sprinting in his direction. He had dark black hair and piercing blue eyes. Chris was alarmed by all the anger in his expression. The man walked into Chris’s room, closed and locked the glass door behind him. Chris’s heart sunk as the man grabbed him by the hospital gown, pulled him out of the bed and threw him against the wall. "Where the fuck do you get off sleeping with my wife?" he screamed.

The man pulled Chris up and threw his fist into Chris’s jaw, blood starting to fly. "Huh?" The man said, punching him again. "Do you think you can sleep with whoever you want ‘cause you’re in a fuckin’ band, man?" he threw his fist into Chris’s jaw with every two words that came out of his mouth.

Chris could barely open his eyes, his face and jaw swelling from the blows, blood soaking his face. Then, there was a sudden loss of air as the man wrapped his hands around Chris’s neck. He wheezed loudly, trying to suck in any sort of air. Then, he was dropped, as the man was finally pulled off him by a security guard.

 

 

:stunned:

HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

Poor Chris!

aww brit soo sweet i love theire relation ship

 

@ christina OMG POOR CHRIS !! awww hes hurt :( instead of guy ouch !

 

and hey AMY !!! XX i love fanfics

awww:bigcry::bigcry:poor Guy and Chris:bigcry:

Guy's so lost!

Loved this chapter Britt!!:dance:cant wait for more:lol::D

:stunned:

 

:bigcry::nigcry:NOOOOO!!!Chrissy!!that stupid guy is Diane's husband but hes stupid:lol:

 

this really was the action chapter!!thanks Christina I loved it:dance:

 

 

thanks!! :D!!

 

don't worry, chris'll be okay. :hug:!

Poor Chris and Guy! :(

 

But I loved all this drama:D

I like drama too :sneaky:

@Chris :hug:

 

 

Chris and Guy sure are getting beaten up in our fics:lol:well not in mine:P

Oh My God, I've just read CANYON and all I can say is Oh My God!!!

 

Poor Chrissy:cry2::cry2::cry2: First fainting and now getting beaten up!

:lol:

 

and then get bit by a cow

:lol:

:lol:

That was weird..... lol

Now, I am trying to get inspired to write another story, since I already finished the first and made a chris/barbie-related one-shot.....

writing chapter 6, to make up for how short the last one was. :D

:lol:I loved the barbie one:lol:

 

Hopefully Diane's husband dies for laying a hand on Chrissy:lol::lol:

 

 

Just kidding of course;)

of course...only kidding ;)

^He's a fictional character and I don't like him so I wouldn't mind:\

:smug:see Ju agrees:p

8 pages added to thise thread to day:D

YAY! :dance:

CANYON.

CHAPTER 6

 

 

 

I could hear Diane’s heels clicking behind me as I ran to where I left my dear friend. We turned the corner to see what looked like a disaster area. The glass door had been completely shattered. There were utensils everywhere, along with Chris’s blood smeared on the wall and floor. The doctors cleaning up looked up when I gasped in terror. "Room 9." One of them said to me. I jogged down the hall past a few more rooms, and turned into his room. Jonny was sleeping in a chair, a magazine sitting on his lap, and again, I could not help but gasp in terror. My poor friend, the one who told me that accidentally being a father was still ‘the best job in the world’, was as lying so helpless, and so pale. Bruises were set here and there all over his body, especially his neck. His eyes were closed, and a small clear tube was set over his face and into his nose, for breathing. "Oh, Chris." I whispered, taking a few steps toward him.

Diane was standing next to me. Her eyes full of tears, her hands over her mouth. She looked over at me and saw a few tears rolling down my cheek. "Oh, Guy. I’m so sorry." Her touch was soft on my shoulder.

I squeezed his frozen hand. "It should’ve been me."

Her blonde hair danced as she shook her head. "No, no it should not have happened."

"I’m the one he was after."

"And he’s in jail now, Guy." She gently placed her hands on my face, turning my head to face her. "No one deserves this."

My shoulders started to shake, as I was now sobbing. Diane gently leaned my head onto her shoulder as I broke out into tears. Her touch was so comforting, letting me know that I could cry as much as I needed.

 

 

 

 

still short. :uhoh:.