He stared down at her with a firm look. "Where?" He asked.
"Out." Daren simply asked trying to move past Chris.
Chris bends down to pick her up and she immediately started kicking and wailing. "Chris! Put me down! I just wanna go to the playground!"
Chris sat down on the couch ignoring her. He had placed her in his lap. She was so small for a seven year old.
Chris held Daren by her slim waist looking at her. She had on a white tank top that was tucked in her blue jean short shorts that matched her brown sandals.
"You need to let me go with you Daren." Chris admits pushing her off his lap and next to him. "You know that."
"Well cant I meant you there?" She pleaded. "The Cobras wont mess with me."
"And how do you know?" Chris coed.
Daren pouted and slouched in her seat. "I don't." Her lip slightly pocked out.
"Tell you what..." Chris began as he stood up off the couch. "I'll make you us some lunch and after we can go to the park. What about that?"
"I guess." Daren's bad attitude let up a little.
"Alright." Chris bent down to pick her up. He walked over into the kitchen. He sat Daren down in a chair. "Whaddya want for lunch?"
"Soup." Daren answered rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Are you tired?" Chris reached high up into the cabniet to grab some chicken soup along with a pot. He cracked it open above the pot letting the now thick soup fall into the pot. He turned on the iye really low and let it cook. He walked over to the kitchen table and sat in front of Daren.
"That's why I wanted to go to the park." Daren yawned very loudly. "I could go to sleep when I got back."
Chris only sighed before standing up and making his way over to the stove. He turned it off and walked back over to Daren. "Fine. Let's go to the park. But as soon as we get back you have to eat your soup. Promise?"
Daren suddenly beamed with happiness as she leaped up and out of her chair. "Really big brother?"
Chris simply smiled. "Yeah. But you have to eat as soon as you get back."
"Yeah, yeah!" Daren waved it away. "I will!"
"Okay then let's go." Chris grabbed Daren's hand and they made their way toward the door.
As soon as they were out of the door, Daren took of running. "Daren!" Chris yelled. He realized who he was yelling to so he made an effort to go catch her.
"Hey watch where you going." Ace hissed as he had stuck his leg out at a springing Daren. She tripped over his leg falling flat on her stomach. She began to wail and cry.
Ace, Eyeball, Billy, and Charlie only laughed at her. Billy gave her a quick kick in the ribs. She rolled over on her back in pain holder her rib area.
Chris heard her wailing from feet away. He took off running toward his little sister.
He saw the main members of The Cobras die hard laughing. He gritted his teeth together before cursing. "Son of a bitch! Leave my little sister alone!" Chris had lunged at Ace who stepped out the way letting Chris stumble.
While Chris was regaining his balance, Ace had enough time to withdraw his pocket knife. "Or what? What if I dont leave your little sister alone. I could do anything to her. I mean anything. If ya know what I mean." Ace snickered.
Chris knew he couldn't touch Ace right now. He had a friggin' pocket knife. But he knows who he can touch.
Chris turned around and swung his arm at Billy hitting him in the face.
Ace had lunged down toward Daren holding his pocket knife close to her tan skin. "Chris!" She yelled in pain.
Chris whipped around and saw that Ace's pocket knife had now had a streak of blood on it. Daren's tears were faster than the last couple of tears from before. She was crying way harder than last few minutes.
"You..." Chris began. Fury was building up rather fast in the pit of his stomach. "You bitch! You cut my little sister!"
"Oh did I?" Ace laughed before standing up to tower Chris. He pushed him up against the wall. "Well you punched Billy."
"So?! Who gives a fuck about him? He's a nobody! A fucker!" Chris spat. Ooh he was walking on thin ice. The more he talked, the thinner the ice was getting.
"You hear that, Billy?" Eyeball asked. "You're a nobody. Maybe you should teach him you're somebody alright."
"Yeah. Beat the shit out of him." Charlie coed.
"Oh trust me I will." Billy rolled up his sleeves ready to throwdown with Chris.
Chris wasnt about to get beat up. He had to make a run for it.
Billy walked up to Chris. He pulled his fist back before smashing his fist unexpectedly into the brick wall. Billy turned toward Chris who was running with Daren in his arms.
"Son of a whore!" Billy yelled getting ready to sprint after Chris but Ace stopped him. "What the hell Ace?" Billy hissed.
"Don't worry. We'll get Daren soon enough."
"Dont you mean, Chris?" Charlie asked a little confused.
Ace snickerd and shook his head. "No. I mean Daren. She's Chris' weak point." Ace threw out the cigarette that was in his mouth and stomped on it.
Chris ran all the way to the clubhouse. He didn't stop for nothing nor did he look back. Luckily, Gordie or the others weren't there.
Chris lied Daren down on the chest that was over the trap door. She was still crying and Chris wanted to cry because she was. But he knew he couldn't. He had to stay strong... well at least in front of his baby sister.
"Chris..." Daren said softly. "R-Richy doesn't care about me does he?" She had managed to ask.
Chris didn't answer but reached for a fresh band aid that was luckily on the floor. He slowly and carefully placed the band aid on Daren's small wound. He sat her up letting her face him. "Everything is okay, Daren."