you make my dead heart beat | cricky

newest experiment

ricky's pov

i woke up to a loud scream and my father's cheerful voice. he was probably in his lab working on his newest experiment. he was trying to bring back the dead. "ricky! come see! he's alive!" dad opened my door shouting and i nodded. i rushed up the stairs to the attic and there he was. he was squirming trying to break loose of the straps of leather that kept him tied down to the metal table. i walked over to the table and smiled at him. "hi, im ricky. do you remember your name?" i asked as i untied him which my father requested as he ran out to get clothes for the boy.

the boy watched me nervously and tried to back away. "im not gonna hurt you. now please tell me your name." i sighed and he relaxed a bit. "c-chris." he stuttered and i helped him sit up. he would be staying in my room. "okay, chris, do you remember anything from before you died?" i asked and he nodded. "im 18, i dress like you, and i like boys and girls." he kinda whispered the last part. i nodded and i cringed before i spoke again. "i have to clean you." he looked at me wide eyed. "ill do it as quick as i can." i said as i grabbed washcloths and a bucket of soapy water. i helped him undress and if he hadnt died before this he would be blushing. i scrubbed off dried blood and cleaned stitches up.

he covered himself and i grabbed the clothes from my father who had came back about 3 minutes ago. i helped him dress and smiled shyly at him. "can you walk?" my dad asked and chris shrugged. chris planted both feet on the ground and went to move but fell. i caught him and helped him stand up right. slowly but surely we made it to my bedroom. "woah, i-i think i remember some of these bands?" he said but it came out a question and i smiled. "we'll get along great." he smiled at me as i set him down onto his bed. "so uh, you'll be living here until i move out in 2 months. you'll come live with me in scranton." he nodded and spoke up.

"scranton, pennsylvania?" he asked and i nodded as i handed him a extra pillow. "also since im finishing up school you will be home alone. but that'll last like 3 weeks." he sighed with a nod. i taught him how to work the tv and basic things he would need before we went to bed.

~ morning ~

i felt someone shaking me lightly and saying my name. "fuck off." i whined and i heard a laugh as the person continued. i glared up at chris who was smiling at me and he stopped shaking me. "your mom told me to wake you up." he spoke slowly and struggled to say a few words. i smiled at him in a way to show my thanks before getting out of bed. then i felt it. morning wood. the sweatpants im wearing aren't helping my problem. "you okay- oh my god." chris saw and started laughing. "im going to take a shower." i grumbled leaving chris as he laughed. after i showered and relieved my problem, i went back into my room to see chris asleep with the lost boys playing on tv. he let out soft snores and just overall looked adorable.

oh fuck me, im not getting feelings for him. i got dressed before laying in my bed and checking my phone. ryan texted me telling i was a bitch for not texting back until 3 hours later. i was asleep in my defense so i simply said love you too before beginning to watch the lost boys. chris tossed, turned, and began talking in his sleep. "no. no. no!" he shot up and broke down. i got up and wrapped my arms around him as he cried. "tell me about it. it'll help." i spoke quietly and he looked up at me. "it was scary, ricky. i relived my murder." he spoke as a few years fell down his face. "im sorry, chris. come lay down with me. that always helps me sleep better." i led him over to my bed and he cuddled up against me. it had to be a odd scene considering im 5'7 while chris is either 6ft or taller plus he was sown back together.

A/N
ahh first chapter of the newest book im on wowzers. i hope you enjoyed it!
~ bea