This is just a bunch of one-shots based on Z-t00ns comic "Kid 'n Teenagers" :) ;) This has everything from stories based on the comic strips, ZA, heartbreak to even depression.....so enjoy :) ..((I don't own these characters))
Ted sat up and scooted backwards, so he was sitting directly beside Aiden. His knees up to his chest and a blank expression covered his face, matching Aiden's.
Nothing but silence filled the cat lover's room.
They could feel each other's pain, the want to just give up on everything. But yet, they both had a spark of determination. Chris was still out there, somewhere. That's all they needed to know to continue the fight that was finding Chris.
Both Heaven and Hell knew that they would go to the ends of the earth for Chris. Or even just an answer to where he may be.
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The leopard printed alarm clock hit 9:42 as Aiden broke the long forgotten silence with a sigh. His breathing after that was deep and harsh.
“You can cry. You can….” Ted whispered, barely loud enough for Aiden to hear.
“I can't…. I'm done crying. Not until I really know what's happening.” He whispered back, his voice cracking like Ted's did. “He's ok-- I know he is.”
“I hope so Aiden. God I hope so.” Ted whimpered back as he slammed his head into his weak knees and bit his bottom lip to stop the tears.
“Ted stop! He's alive! Quit making me doubt, hope is all I have left!” Aiden pleaded as if the way Ted acted toward the event was the was Aiden would feel toward it, like Ted was the main source of where his emotions came from.
And that was more than true.
When his brother first came up missing he just went along with his day, it wasn't unnatural for Chris to go off and not tell anyone, like when he went to the old alleyway for example.
The second day he had mixed feelings about it, His mother was blowing up Chris’ phone with calls and voicemails, while Ted was very fidgety but didn't voice his opinion on the matter.
The third day his mother, Ted, and himself all went to the police to file a missing person report. Ted played cool… so Aiden played the game better, to the point where people would probably call him heartless, his brother's gone and he looks like he didn't give a damn. But that wasn't true.
The fourth day is when it really started to get to Aiden. Watching as the black and white colored papers came out of the copying machine, his brother's smiling face in the left corner, the word “MISSING” printed largely at the very top.
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Why did seeing this hurt so much?
The fourth day is when the tantrums begun. He would scream at cars that were passing his house going past the speed limit, and cuss at his own reflection in the mirror about how “much of a piece of fucking shit he was to his own blood” and so on.
The fifth day he got the disappointing news that the search party didn't find his brother. 'How the fuck does a whole searching party miss a blonde, happy ass teenager!!’ he thought, screaming into his pillow until his throat was raw.
