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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 15, 2012 23:31:20 GMT -5
"Yeah.." He mumbled, groaning as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. "Don't be so scared, Dyson.." He whispered, kissing him gently. "It's just a nightmare, right?" He climbed slowly into his lap, more or less drawn in by his eyes. He laid his head on his shoulder, watching the TV silently. He ran his thumb over Dyson's, squeezing his hand tightly.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 15, 2012 23:35:09 GMT -5
"I have every reason to be scared...I'm scared all the time, Lucas.." He rubbed his back, holding him close as he leaned against the bed board, stretching his legs out a bit. He kissed the top of his head.
"It's more than a nightmare when it bothers you when you're awake though. Just past memories, and I'm not gonna let them hurt you, 'kay?"
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 16, 2012 0:01:19 GMT -5
Luc wondered if he really could be protected from the monsters in his head. That's what did a lot of people in, right? Because they had monsters they couldn't get rid of. 'Am I crazy?' He thought, watching the movie on the TV.
"It's not really nightmares.." He said quietly after a moment. "And it's not memories, either.." He ran his hand slowly up and down Dyson's chest.
"When I'm sleepy and I lay on my back, my brain tells my body that it's time to go to sleep and it just like.. shuts down. You would have lucid dreams. But I have nightmares. And I can't wake up from them until it's over. And even when they're over, I still see things.. People standing around or things in the closet or monsters.. And yeah, memories and dreams can't hurt you. But when nothing can wake you from a nightmare, you can die. And don't tell me you can't.." He knew for a fact it could kill him, which is why he slept in chairs and on the sofa, places he couldn't lay flat on.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 16, 2012 0:07:26 GMT -5
Dyson drew in a breath. "I didn't know, I'm sorry," He mumbled, hugging him all the more tighter in response. He could at least protect him right now, and that's all that currently mattered.
Gazing up at the television, he shifted his weight the slightest bit, playing with Luc's hand quietly, almost absently. It was something to do instead of sitting completely still.
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 16, 2012 0:14:35 GMT -5
Luc leaned against him, running his hand slowly up and down Dyson's chest. "You didn't know.. No one knows.." He mumbled. His mom and dad knew, but his mom had drank herself into a depression and cared only about herself, and his dad had worried enough to get him a water bed. But all the water bed had done was make Luc sea sick, and he never went back to bed in it.
He closed his eyes for a moment, listening to Dyson's breathing. "Are things going to be different after high school?" He asked, biting his lip. He had to go choir today or he would be in trouble.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 16, 2012 0:19:38 GMT -5
Dyson sighed, the movie only a background of interest right now. "I hope so..." He murmured. "I'll honestly never wish to go back, that's for sure...I...wanna actually make something of myself, no matter how hard that is to believe."
He shifted his weight a bit more. "Wanna learn not to care what everyone thinks, Want to prove I'm not all bad, that I have my own dreams and I can actually try for them...So, if they do, I hope for the better."
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 16, 2012 0:29:26 GMT -5
"You can do whatever it is you want to do, Dyson. No one is stopping you. You know, if you have twenty.. three credits, I think, you can go to school half a day and go to work the other half. But it has to be like, working at the middle or primary schools, or going to take college classes or something. Like, you can't just go work at McDonalds or some shit. It has to be useful."
He moved, his back against Dyson's chest. He layed his head back on his shoulder, closing his eyes. It wasn't quite what he had meant to get into, but it would do. He ran his hands up and down his legs, a yawn passing his lips. "That freak Ace is just a freshman, but he has credits from middle school. So he takes half day classes and goes to the hospital the other half."
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 16, 2012 0:33:29 GMT -5
Dyson shrugged. "There's a reason I'm a second year senior," He complained softly. "I'm surprised they've even kept me in football." He returned to playing with Luc's hair again.
"As for a job," He scoffed. "What I do now is pay enough, I guess...Because Maybell comes first on my list, and now you, then myself, yeah?" He kissed the top of his head again. "And I would do anything to get the money she needs..."
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Post by lucas 'luc' cooper pike on Mar 16, 2012 0:43:48 GMT -5
"No, Maybell, then you, then me." He corrected him, reaching up to trail his fingers across his cheek. "You can come stay with me. I'm gonna go later today and see if I can't get an apartment. I'll give you to school and work. Then you can be with her more. Cause I can drive you up there." He ran his fingers up and down his leg, his other arm propped on his shoulder, running his fingers through Dyson's hair.
"And if anyone asks, I'm your ride to school. I'll find someone else to bring so it won't be so suspicious. A girl." He shifted his weight, watching the movie. "He kills himself." He said, pointing to the TV.
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Post by dyson montgomary shylk on Mar 16, 2012 0:50:10 GMT -5
"Okay," He mumbled, knew how to drive but couldn't because the family had one car, he avoided his parents, and as said before, his money was going to his sick sister that nobody knew about. "But you're wrong, you and Maybell both come before myself." He ruffled his hair, glancing up at the movie with a smirk. "Yeah, I know. I watch too many movies.. guess it comes with having a little sister who can rarely go to school.."
'Who can't even wake up now..' He thought.
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