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Reposted from @chuckytvseriesoffcial A classic coming for rage story coming soon in October 12th "Chucky" 📺🔪 #chuckytvseries #chuckytvseriesposter #chuckysback #jakewheeler #horror #chuckyleeray #childsplay2 #childsplay #brideofchucky #seedofchucky #curseofchucky #cultofchucky #childsplay2019 #childsplay3 #charleschuckyleeray #tiffanyvalentine #horrormovies #scarymovie #chuckyseries #andybarclay #chuckysbride #chucky #chuckykillerdoll #chuckyisreal #horrorshow #horrortvseries #horrorfan #chuckyfans #scarystories #terror https://www.instagram.com/p/CTihMF8Ijop/?utm_medium=tumblr

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Best friends until the end...

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Your blog is my happy place 😄

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Whisper

Blinking his dark, hazel eyes; a dark haired, curly man woke up in a tiny hospital bed, grimacing in disgust as the stale smells of sweat, lemon sterilizer, and  urine filled his nose. He could hear someone moaning weakly, "Nurse, nurse..." in the next hospital bed beside him and combined with the bright lights, Eddie felt the side of his temples throbbing.

On the corner right if he could turn his head more, he could observe his lover arguing with a doctor outside a glass window, the long haired man jabbing a sharp finger into an old man's chest as the gray haired doctor looked frightened and was only nodding his head at the younger man's threatening growls.

Trying to say something however, all Eddie could do was whisper the long haired man's name under his breath, his throat feeling like it was on fire.The older man felt himself panic as he could see a plastic like tube sticking out of his throat. He tried to remember everything that happened that day-Eddie knew that today had been his birthday and everything had went wonderfully that very morning. Chuck had surprised him with breakfast in bed and then, both of them had made love and laid against each other, perspiring and panting.

"Happy birthday, dahling.." Chuck had purred cooly in his ear while kissing the curly haired man's right, rouch cheek. Eddie smiled as he turned his lips toward his lover's face and deeply kissed him, groaning. As the older man laid beside the long haired younger man, the curly haired man felt contempt and relaxed. Like nothing could hurt him.

He knew all things could turn sour in his sleep, though. "You can't run forever, honey.."  Eddie  could remember hearing Dash say that when he'd been a teenager and managed to escape out of the house-just after bashing his mother's face into the kitchen counter after the woman sneered at him and slapped him. Even in sleep, the older man's demonic brothers would slither back in his head like the snakes they were, raping him and screaming at the older man.

Those awful, rough hands of his long dead brother, Becker, would wrap around his neck, choking the curly haired man and he could barely scream as his brother's smile would turn into a demented grin and he'd slip his serpent like tongue into his youngest brother's mouth. Eddie could feel Chuck shaking him as he was yelling and sobbing in his sleep and sometimes, the curly haired man would curse and thrash at the younger man and strike him, violently.

The next morning, Chuck would only pour him a cup of steaming black coffee and barely look at his lover, as if he was deeply afraid he'd being hit again. Somehow though, Eddie would look at him with those sad puppy dog eyes and both of the men would find themselves panting and laying in each other's arms.

Eddie had tried anything that would help him sleep-anything. There were the occasional drugs every now and then, lots of them were illegal and he would smoke packs of cigarettes a day and drink the heaviest liquor and he'd wake up the next day with a head ache muttering, "Guess I won't do that, again.."  But, he'd still find himself shaking violently in his sleep and weeping while Chuck would wake up beside him, clutching him close and muttering in a soft tone of voice, "You''re okay, love. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Also, there was the occasional sleeping pill. The older man had stolen the dusty bottle of pills from some old woman's purse and they had been in his left jeans pocket, ever since. But, the drugs would wear off during the middle of the night and Eddie was left fearing trying to sleep and walking the halls or trying to find a full bottle of alcohol to chase the pain away and would only end up fighting with his love while the longer haired man would throw the older man against the wall, keeping him from striking him.

The curly haired man would only sigh, muttering, "Sorry I almost hit you.."  and wipe his wet eyes while Chuck would only kiss him and tell the curly haired man to stop apologizing for the millionth time and would take him back to bed. Eddie would obey and somehow fall asleep.

But since it had been the curly haired man's birthday a couple of days later, both of the lovers had celebrated by drinking out of some old bottles of whiskey, chasing that hot liquid down their throats with a cigarette in each hand. Eddie thought, "Ah, well. Fuck it." and chased his whiskey down with a couple of shots out of vodka.

The air inside the apartment was hot and hazy from the steaming heat outside as Chuck had only tilted his head back, laughing at his love's coughing fit from that one shot and he wiped the sweat off his own forehead, drinking a beer. The curly haired man had decided to take out the bottle of those sleeping and chase them down with the alcohol. After all, "What could it hurt? And, maybe I'll be able to sleep."

The curly haired man could remember hearing someone saying in a pleading, tearful voice, "Eddie...Please stay awake!" While frantically placing him in the front seat of a familiar old van and driving him quickly to the emergency room. He could hear a doctor talking to nurse quietly while she was carefully placing a cold tube down the older man's throat, The tube was choking him and making him gag he couldn't protest because it hurt too much.

"S-suicide attempt? SUICIDE?!" Eddie grimaced as he could hear the thud of someone hitting a fist against the window outside of his tiny hospital room, almost shattering it. The grey haired unknown doctor was only looking at the wild, long haired man, frightened as he mumbled, "Please calm down, Mr. Ray.  We're just going to keep Mister Caputo under watch.."  

Tears gushed in the curly haired man's eyes as he could hear his love growl, "His name's EDDIE. And, I swear to God if you don't let me in there with him, I'll do something SO BAD, no one will be able to identify your body. Your own wife and kids won't even have a body to cry over. GOT THAT?"

Gulping, the doctor only opened the door to the room, letting the long haired man inside.  Eddie's heart almost leaped into his throat as he could feel the long haired man tenderly combing his nails through his curly, brown hair and gently kissing his pale forehead. He could observe Chuck smiling softly as the curly haired man weakly opened his eyes and tried talking with him, tears building in his own eyes from frustration.

Chuck had only hushed him and mumbled in his ear, "You try somethin' like this again, Caputo, I'm digging you up, myself, and killing you, again."  Eddie could only give him those puppy eyes as the long haired man only pulled on his love's hair teasingly, kissing his warm lips.