The Bloodiest Battle of the Civil War 

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So we got all our guns together and got on our bikes and rode back home. First we put the guns back in my room. One of them was dented from when Jeff threw it out of the tree, which really pissed me off. We were basically planning to go to Jeff's house to tell his babysitter, but then Jacob turned on the TV, and then we all just sort of went like, fuck it, and started watching He-Man. So we sat there and watched a bunch of TV because Transformers came on after that and after that was Alf, and then it was time for dinner and Tommy and Andy had to go home, and then we ate dinner and some other shit happened and we completely forgot to tell anybody about Jeff.

That night when I was in bed my dad woke me up to bitch me out about what had happened, because by that time all our parents had called each other and shit and they knew Jeff had had to go to the hospital because his leg was broken. Somehow Jeff made it home after we left him in the park and he told his babysitter about it. I don't know what he told her, and I don't know if Jeff put his clothes back on before he went home or what, or if he just like crawled home naked. He probably didn't tell her about pissing on Danny. Me and Jacob told our parents about that after they woke us up in the middle of the night to bitch us out about it. The pissing thing made shit complicated but basically everybody involved got grounded for a while, even me and Tommy, who didn't fucking do anything. After that Jeff was stuck in his house for the rest of the fucking summer with a broken leg. But we were all like, pfft, fuck that asshole. We never went to his house once that whole summer after that. He just had to sit in his room alone with his broken leg and play with his fucking Legos and his fucking Playmobil people. Fuck him. We hung out every once in a while with Bobby and Danny, though. After that Danny's new name was Pissface. We all called him Pissface and he didn't even do anything about it. You'd be like, hey, Pissface, and he'd look up at you. Bobby had been mad at Danny ever since his parents brought him back from China, because it meant that whenever he went anywhere he had to take along this creepy Chinese kid who never said anything and didn't even do anything when he was stuck in a tree getting pissed on. After his parents went and got him a fake Chinese brother, Bobby could never really be a normal kid again.

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