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Before, no matter how much Chris would tell me not to worry about him leaving again, I didn’t believe him. I wanted to believe him, but nine years ago he left. He left after saying he wouldn’t, after saying that he’d stay here; why would I believe him now? Of course he doesn’t know that, but I never really believed him, not until recently. Now I have a whole new fear, and it’s not something I’m proud of because I should believe that he’ll be fine and he knows how to take care of himself.
Chris is the sheriff around here, and a good one at that. He and Ray have done their best to keep everything in order, and the town doesn’t have nearly as many problems with drugs and corruption as it did two years ago, but… Every time he’s late I worry. I worry that someone hurt him, that something happened to him… He’s so headstrong that I know he would willingly go into something that he believes is right without fully thinking about the consequences, but that almost got him killed once. His friends were being cheated out of their money, and once he found out he stood up for them. In a way he stood up for the whole town the day he did that, because it wasn’t just his friends losing money, it was everyone living here and believing that maybe they just had a streak of bad luck. That night Chris stood up for them, but he was the one that got the bad luck - Jay’s ‘friends’ left him for dead in a ditch.
Now Jay isn’t around because he’s in jail, but he was a very powerful man and I wouldn’t doubt if he had friends who would gladly ‘take care’ of Chris since he was the one who put them away. And I’m afraid, of losing him; of kissing him goodbye one morning and that he won’t be coming back that night.
That, though, is something he’ll never know; and it’s something I don’t want anyone to know.
Chris is the sheriff around here, and a good one at that. He and Ray have done their best to keep everything in order, and the town doesn’t have nearly as many problems with drugs and corruption as it did two years ago, but… Every time he’s late I worry. I worry that someone hurt him, that something happened to him… He’s so headstrong that I know he would willingly go into something that he believes is right without fully thinking about the consequences, but that almost got him killed once. His friends were being cheated out of their money, and once he found out he stood up for them. In a way he stood up for the whole town the day he did that, because it wasn’t just his friends losing money, it was everyone living here and believing that maybe they just had a streak of bad luck. That night Chris stood up for them, but he was the one that got the bad luck - Jay’s ‘friends’ left him for dead in a ditch.
Now Jay isn’t around because he’s in jail, but he was a very powerful man and I wouldn’t doubt if he had friends who would gladly ‘take care’ of Chris since he was the one who put them away. And I’m afraid, of losing him; of kissing him goodbye one morning and that he won’t be coming back that night.
That, though, is something he’ll never know; and it’s something I don’t want anyone to know.