THINNER

by

Antigone

Chapter 35

 

 

The Chapters

INTRO

CHAPTER 1

CHAPTER 2

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER 4

CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 6

CHAPTER 7

CHAPTER 8

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 10

CHAPTER 11

CHAPTER 12

CHAPTER 13

CHAPTER 14

CHAPTER 15

CHAPTER 16

CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 18

CHAPTER 19

CHAPTER 20

CHAPTER 21

CHAPTER 22

CHAPTER 23

CHAPTER 24

CHAPTER 25

CHAPTER 26

CHAPTER 27

CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 29

CHAPTER 30

CHAPTER 31

CHAPTER 32

CHAPTER 33

CHAPTER 34

CHAPTER 35

CHAPTER 36

CHAPTER 37

CHAPTER 38

CHAPTER 39

CHAPTER 40

CHAPTER 41

CHAPTER 42

CHAPTER 43

CHAPTER 44

CHAPTER 45

CHAPTER 46

CHAPTER 47

CHAPTER 48

 

Frank Hardy was emotionally and physically exhausted. Joe had disappeared as soon as they’d arrived home, and Frank had found him sleeping, wrapped in all his covers.

He’d confessed to his mother the awful scene that had occurred in the hallway, and his trip to the guidance counselor. Laura had instantly gotten on the phone and vocally dismembered the man for his ignorance to male eating issues and his failed attempt to help her son. Frank had eaten little for lunch and gone to sit in Joe’s room for awhile, watching the rise and fall of the blankets and finding a strange sort of comfort in it. At least Joe was here, he was with him, and now Frank was beginning to understand some of the issues that plagued his younger brother: the loss of confidence, the insistence that no one cared for him, that he was alone.

Frank sighed and rolled over to check the clock. 5:30. They’d be called for dinner soon, and the elder Hardy wanted to talk to Joe before then. Forcing himself up, he briefly combed his hair, straightened his shirt, and crossed the bathroom to his brother’s room.

Joe was awake, his hair slightly tousled, sitting on the edge of the bed rocking himself ever so slightly.

“Joe?”

The younger Hardy looked up, his eyes slightly pink.

“You all right?”

He shook his head. Frank came slowly in and sat beside him.

“Are you thinking about earlier?”

Joe’s eyes filled. Frank touched his shoulder.

“I can see all my ribs,” he murmured.

Frank swallowed, hard.

“And I like it.”

Frank shut his eyes, but he felt Joe turn to look at him.

“And now I’m really scared.”

The elder Hardy drew a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm for his brother’s sake.

“Frank.”

He opened his eyes and met Joe’s terror filled blue ones.

“I’m really sick, aren’t I?”

No crap! Frank was tempted to scream. But he just nodded.

Joe turned away and stared at himself in the mirror. “Then why am I still so…big?”

Frank threw his arms around his brother and held him tightly as Joe burst into tears.

 

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The Hardy Boys belong to Simon and Schuster and the Stratemeyer Foundation. The Hardy Boys Fan Fiction authors of the Hardy Detective Agency have just borrowed them for an adventure or two. The authors promise to put the boys back when they are done with them. The authors do claim copyright to the original characters in this story. Please do not borrow original characters without express permission of the authors.