Keep Dreaming Up Ways to Survive

Chapter 12

"Hi, can I please have the burger and fries, everything on it?" Dawson said, talking to the speaker at the fast-food restaurant. "What do you want?"

"Burger and fries, but no cheese, onions, or lettuce," Felix responded, still looking at the menu.

"Also, can I have another burger and fries, but no cheese, onions, or lettuce?" Dawson asked.

"With a Sprite...?"

"And two Sprites," Dawson added.

"Is that all? The muffled voice called out from the speaker.

"Yeah, that's all."

"$10.97 at the first window."

Dawson paid for their food and drove to a nearby park to eat it at. They got out of his truck and found a bench attached to a table, then started eating.

"Wow, you're right, it is pretty good..." Felix said, taking a big bite out of his burger.

"Of course I was right! When am I not?" Dawson gloated.

Just then Felix murmured something to himself, then Dawson immediately asked, "What did you say!"

"Nothing!" Felix laughed, it seemed that all that happened not even ten minutes earlier was nothing more than a weird dream.

They were both finishing their fries when Felix asked, "Hey, I think it's your time to practice your power. If you're up to it..? "

"Yeah, sure. I said I would do it after you, and I keep my word." Dawson shrugged.

He looked around for a second, looking for the perfect person. Then he went limp, Felix grabbed his head to not let it fall. That's when he saw a mom and her teenage son walking near him, but the son was cursing in the indistinguishable vulgar and ever so slightly hot way Dawson always did. Felix was 100% sure that was Dawson, but the question was fully answered when the boy winked at him. Then the boy stopped and stared into space, Dawson was back in his own body and so was the boy. Dawson's face scrunched up in pain as he awoke from possessing.

"I probably made that mom hate her son..." Dawson snickered.

"That's kinda..."

"Evil? Yeah, I know." Dawson said knowingly.

They cleaned up their food trash and threw it away, but just before they could get in Dawson's truck someone yelled.

"Felix!"

Felix's head turned to see his mom furious in her car, she was red in the face and waving him over.

"Uh... hold on, I have to-"

"We are going together Felix, come on," Dawson said, pulling Felix to his mom's car.

Dawson and Felix walked up to the car, and like the last time Dawson had seen his mom, her demeanor changed.

"Felix! Where were you? You scared me half to death! I was looking for you everywhere!" Vicky, Felix's mom, said in an overly sweet voice.

"W-well... you didn't come ho-" Felix stopped what he was saying when his mom glared at him, "I- I was just hanging out with my friend...?"

"For five hours!? No. I don't want to hear it, get in the car." Vicky growled.

"Ok," Felix said pathetically.

Dawson grabbed Felix's arm before he could get in the car and whispered to him, "Listen to me, there's a payphone near your house. If you need anything, call me on that. I already put my number in your pocket."

Felix slightly nodded his head and nervously got in the car, then Vicky immediately zoomed off before he could even put his seatbelt on.

"You ungrateful, fucking brat. You know what you were doing. Playing mind games with me, hm? You think you're funny, don't you?" Vicky chuckled.

"..." Felix stiffened.

"Don't you!" Vicky roared in Felix's face, making him shrink down, "Answer me, bitch!"

"No... I-I don't think it's funny..." Felix whimpered.

"You're lying, you know I hate liars. And I already know you told your little "friend" about me, huh? He knows everything doesn't he?" Vicky gnarled as she pulled up into the driveway.

"No.. he doesn't know!" Felix pleaded.

"Stop lying! I hate liars!" Vicky thundered, snatching Felix's hair and bringing his head down onto the dashboard.

"Get out of my car. Now." Vicky said looking out the window for people who were walking outside.

Felix moaned as he lifted his head, feeling throbbing pain all around his forehead.

"Get up now! Jesus, before someone walks out!" Vicky yelled pushing Felix roughly against the car door.

Felix got up before his mom could do more damage to him, ran to the house and up to his room. He touched his head and luckily he saw no blood, but he could tell it would start to bruise up. He couldn't let Dawson see it because he wouldn't be able to ignore it. Felix remembered something, when he was raiding the house looking for Wyatt's room, he saw that Octavia had some make up in her room. He decided to go to Dawson's house early in the morning and hope Ocatavia opens the door. Felix was going to go to sleep early because he was sure he had a concussion. Felix wobbled to his bed, face-planted into his pillow and cried. He cried harder than he has ever cried before, even though it was silent, it held so many emotions. Felix had so much built up stress, from school, getting powers, and now his mom was getting worse. He didn't know what to do or who to talk to, he had Dawson but he was also causing some stress. Dawson kept creating difficult situations, making Felix feel things he hasn't felt in years. Making him happy and then making him feel a pain you could never imagine, Felix needed to just cry it out. The pounding of his forehead increased from his weeping, so Felix closed his eyes, still sniffing, but finally managed to get some kind of dreamless sleep.