[CLOSED] you know you can't hide.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

"Dyson, what was it?" Luc asked, looking over at him. He pulled out the IV they had in his arm and climbed out of bed, and into Dyson's lap. He hugged him tightly, crying into his shoulder. He could only assume the worst, nothing ever made Dyson sick. He kissed his neck, hugging him tightly.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson winced as Luc climbed into his lap. "You should be lying in bed," He mumbled brokenly, glancing towards Monroe for a moment. He hugged Lucas close, fingers running shakily through his hair. "They're-...they're taking her off life support in twenty minutes...they don't expect her to keep breathing on her own.." He swallowed, fresh tears falling.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

Luc bit his lip, trying to keep back the new wave of tears that washed over him. He hugged Dyson tighter, chewing on his lip. He knew nothing would make it better. And it hurt him even worse to know he couldn't do anything to help her.

"You need to go tell her goodbye, Dyson.." Luc mumbled, his voice cracking. He pulled away, wrapping his arms around himself. "Please.. Just go be with your little sister.." He looked up as a nurse grabbed his arm.

"Why aren't you in bed?" She asked and he yanked his arm away.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson trembled, getting shakily to his feet and gagging softly behind his hand. Luc had never seen him with her actually out of the hospital. He had no measure of understanding about how much Dyson loved his little sister, no matter how he acted at school. He staggered for the door quietly, ducking into the hall.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

Luc let the nurse help him to the bed. She put his IV back into his arm, warned him that he didn't need to move much because he had fractured his skull. Monroe pulled his chair over, and started talking to Luc about bands and boys and music, neither of them really interested in talking at all.

"What about your boyfriend?" Monroe asked.

"I dunno.. I've liked him awhile. But I just.. I love him, I want to be with him, but this is what happens.. One of us ends up hurt and I don't know how to fix it.." He wiped tears from his eyes.

"If he wants you bad enough, you guys will find a way." Monroe mumbled.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson stepped into the room, eyeing his parents warily. He shrugged off his father's shoulder on his hand angrily, wiping at his eyes and taking Maybelle's small hand. He studied the bruises up her arm from the cancer, reached his free hand out to brush trembling fingers through her blonde curls. She was so young..too young. It wasn't fair.

His shoulders shook with his soft cries and his mom sat down next to him, rubbing his back. He just held her hand tightly, gazing at her through tear blurred vision, studying her face, begging that she smile or open her eyes. It didn't matter what he did though, and at some point he wondered if he deserved this. What he had done so wrong..

Twenty minutes passed too fast, he refused to leave her side as they began to turn off the machines. Her monitor continued to read her heart beat and breaths. They weakened gradually, and finally the mahine flat lined. Dyson's jaw trembked and he just stared at her, then bent iver and hugged her still bidy, crying until he was gagging softly. He sat down at the head of her bed, taking her hand uo again, running his other one back through her hair. Her still body was startling. Eventually his parents left him alone, mother in hysterics, and left the room. He bit his lip hard, lost and broken. When the nurse came in, his teeth gritted and he pulled out his wallet, threw down hundreds of dollars he had made in such a wrongful job. "There's you fucking cancer money," He mumbled, gazing back down at her. The nurse told him a few more minutes, handed his money back, and left.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

For Luc, the time Dyson was gone felt like forever. He wished he could have been there for him, but it was let him go, or keep him here. And would have rathered Dyson be with his sister. Monroe reached a hand out, and Luc messed with his fingers absently. Monroe would never mean as much to Luc as Dyson did, but he also knew that he would never he able to forget those nights that he spent with Monroe, all the nights he had spent wide awake because he knew if he slept in he would be hit, the nights Monroe was drunk and wanted nothing but sex. But once in a blue moon, he actually cared. Luc just chewed on his lip, messing gently with Monroe's fingers.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

Dyson swallowed, touching his sisters cheek gently as two people came in to take her out. He just watched in stunned silence, unabke to stop shaking. He ended uo getting sick again, and one of the nurses took him gently by the shoulder and escorted him back to Luc's room. He didn't even look up, gripping to money wadded in his hand before he stuffed it in his pocket, sat down in a chair and worked hair jaw. He was afraid to look up, felt so utterly alone suddenly.

[lucas 'luc' cooper pike]

Luc looked over, but didn't move. He was too afraid to, that Dyson would push him away. He just turned his head back to Monroe, messing with his fingers again. He chewed on his lip, occasionally glancing up at Monroe. He was asleep, so Luc pulled his hand away.

"Did I tell you to stop?" Monroe asked, looking over at him. Luc just shook his head, tracing his finger over his palm again. He pulled his pillow closer, reaching up sometimes to brush tears from his cheeks.

[dyson montgomary shylk]

"You're not in fucking charge of him," Dyson mumbled only when Monroe spoke. He rubbed at his face, letting out a shaky breath. His phone buzzed.
'Honey where are you? You're not alone in this..." He gritted his teeth, shoving the phone back into his pocket and attempting to brush tears from Luc's face despite his shaking hands.