[CLOSED] you know you can't hide.

[monroe owen hughes]

"You gotta go to work?" Luc asked, sitting up slowly. His entire body was numb, making it difficult to move. "Monroe can drive you.." He mumbled. He rubbed at his head, then laid back. He glanced over at Monroe who raised an eyebrow in silent response. He looked back over at Dyson.

"Hey Lucas. What's in your pocket?" Monroe asked, and Luc looked over at him.

"Which pocket?"

"Your front pockets. What's in your front pockets?"

"A white lighter and my car keys. Why?"

"You know Jimi Hendrix, Kurt Cobain, Janice Joplin and Jim Morrison all died at 27 with white lighters in their pocket, lover boy?" Monroe asked Dyson, then stood up, jingling Luc's keys. "Where we going?"

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson swallowed, letting out a slow breath. He refused to believe it, Luc didn't onky have eight more years. "No where," He murmured. "I'm not going. Besides, I deleted the address so I don't know." She shrugged indifferently, remaining stubbornly seated. His phone buzzed again. "Fucker," He hissed under his breath, but left it in his pocket this time.

[monroe owen hughes]

"Psht. Okay." Monroe said with a shrug, then sat down in his chair again. He looked over at Luc, who was looking back at him. Luc looked unbelieveably sad, but it didn't bother Monroe.

"You gotta go to work.." He mumbled to Dyson, drawing his finger across the bed. "He's gonna find you and hurt you.."

Monroe got up and walked to the bathroom. He came back with wet hands, flicking them at Luc. "What's the matter, baby?" He asked Luc, and Luc shrugged. "He had blue eyes.." Monroe sang, playing with Luc's keys.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

"No he won't," He mumbled absently, but knew for a fact he would. He was getting so tired of the fake modeling, the rapes and beatings. So tired of Lucas being hurt by this. For once he wanted to stand up for it. He glanced up as Monroe came back, working his jaw, then keaned iver and kissed Luc gently. He glanced towards the door every time someone walked by, expecting ine of his parents to peak in.

[monroe owen hughes]

"Yes, he will.." Luc mumbled brokenly. He leaned close at the kiss, wrapping his arms around his neck. He started to cry, looking up at Dyson. He stroked his cheek gently, chewing on his lip to try and keep from crying. "I love you.." He breathed, clinging to Dyson.

Monroe just picked up a magazine, flipping absently through it. He would have checked his phone, had Dyson not broken it. So he resorted to just reading a magazine. "Huh.." He wrinkled his nose, then flipped the page.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson winced at the touch along the hidden stitches. "I love you too.." He whispered softly. "I don't even know if I'll get payed anmore, baby. Someimes it's five, sometimes it's a hundred. Doesn't matter, she hasn't been getting any better hm?" He tear dripped off his nose and he wiped at hjs eyes, hadn't realized he was crying. "It's gonna be alright."

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

"That's why I work so damn much, Dyson.." He mumbled, reaching up to brush away his tears. "I want her to come home as much as you do.. I want to see you happy again, smiling again.. I don't wanna see you cry anymore, or come home hurt.. It's not fair.." He stroked his cheek gently, pulling him down for another kiss.

"You don't have to work if it means being this hurt all the time, Dyson.. I just want you to find a way out.. I want you for myself.."

[dyson montgomary shylk]

"I know, I know.." He murmured softly. "I'll figure it out okay? I'll get out, find somewhere better to work." He met the kiss softly, nit caring that Monroe was even there. His phone buzzed with a text and he drew it out, swallowing as he stared at the phone. They obviously didn't know he was here, and suddenly he felt sick. His hands shook and he gagged softly, getting uo. "I'll be back.." He moved dizzily for the small bathroom and closed the door, throwing up in the toilet.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

"Dyson.." Luc cried, then bit his lip. He just knew the worst had happened, the one thing neither of them wanted to happen. 'Please.. Don't let her be dead.. Take me instead if you have to..' He prayed, tears falling down his cheeks. Monroe walked over and hugged him, but Luc just sobbed, wrapping his arms around himself. 'Please don't take her..'

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson pushed himself to shaking legs, rinsing his mouth out before covering it with a hand. Tears fell down his cheeks as he just stared at his reflection. He finally stumbled out of the bathroom, swallowed. He shifted foot to foot, then slowly slid to the ground against the wall and buried his face in his arms.