The Dare (Dylmas)

1.05

Thomas' POV.

I had been at Kaya's for a few hours now, unpacking a small portion of belongings that I had into the drawers of Kaya's spare bedroom. Considering I'm staying in a spare bedroom of someone's house, this room is absolutely gorgeous. It reminds me of a ridiculously expensive hotel room that you can only ever afford to stay in for one night on special occasions like weddings. It was beautiful to say the least.

It makes me wonder what Kaya actually does for work... I always ask her because she's never talked about it but it's always the same reply; 'I don't really talk about what I do. But when you realise you'll feel really stupid.'

I never knew what that meant, I still don't now if I'm honest. Thinking about it takes me into deep thoughts about double lives she could be living. Maybe this is the double life and her real life is completely different. Maybe that's why she has such a pretty house.

I snapped out of my thoughts and took my phone out of my bag. I haven't been on it since I left Rosa's, probably because I was too busy worrying that she would keep calling.

5 missed calls. 10 messages. 3 facetime calls.

Yeah, what I thought. What I had been anticipating all day. Rosa wanting to speak and 'sort things out'. Obviously I knew that sorting things out did not mean sorting things out. It's nothing more than an opportunity to pull me back into her trap and continue on with her games. To her it's like a twisted game, but I'm done playing. I don't want to be nothing more than a toy, I want to have meaning in this miserable world. But not with her.

I unlocked my phone and checked my messages. Soon enough I realised that it wasn't Rosa leaving me all of those calls, it was Dylan. Messages after messages after messages.

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Dyl-Prickle🥒: hi tommy, i know you aren't in the best situation right now but i just need to know you're okay
Dyl-Prickle🥒: hey?
Dyl-Prickle🥒: tommy? please let me know you're safe
Dyl-Prickle🥒: tommy if you're messing around with me or something now's the time to stop
Dyl-Prickle🥒: please tommy. please this isn't funny
Dyl-Prickle🥒: answer my calls please
Dyl-Prickle🥒: i cant even get to you
Dyl-Prickle🥒: please tell me you're okay
Dyl-Prickle🥒: your friend better be taking care of you right now.
Dyl-Prickle🥒: let me know when you're okay to talk x

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Fuck. I left Dylan on delivered all day, after those messages. After I worried him, what if he thinks I died or something? Guilt overtook my whole body and I felt like I was crashing down. He just wanted to know that I'm safe and okay. I couldn't even do that, I couldn't even fucking message him. Why was the one day he needed me, when he needed to know I was okay, was the day I didn't take my phone out.

I didn't realise he cared so much about me until I read those messages. I feel so stupid and so blind. I thought he would be okay, I didn't think he would be too bothered if I messaged him or not.

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Tommy🌚: Hey Dyl, I'm safe and all okay. I made it out safely and I'm at a friends house. I'm sorry I didn't text you back and worried you. I haven't been on my phone all day, I'm unpacking my things at Kaya's. thank you for everything <3
Tommy🌚: Again, I'm sorry. I hope you're okay Dyl.

Dyl-Prickle🥒: thank god you texted tommy.
Dyl-Prickle🥒: ive been so worried about you, i'm glad to hear you're okay. i hope you'll be able to facetime me later, only if you can.

Tommy🌚: I'd love to.
Tommy🌚: Can give you an update of what's going on too.

Dyl-Prickle🥒: as long as you're comfortable with it love.

Tommy🌚: Of course. Call you soon x

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He called me love. Love. Is this really as big as a deal as I'm making it out to be? The name makes my heart flutter, especially coming from Dylan. What is it about him? He just makes me happy. He helps me to forget all of the bad things that have happened, even in the past few hours.

I hope that when I explain to him what's been going on, especially Rosa, he'll understand why I've been so distant with him at times and why I don't want to trust him. I do want to trust him, I do trust him. But I find it so hard to. It was easy to trust Rosa, and seeing how it's turned out I find it hard to trust many people. It's sad really. Maybe I can use it as a sob story when I audition for BGT.

I spent my time trying to think of what I wanted to tell Dylan, how far I'd let him into my life. How much I was willing to tell him. Is it only today I'm telling him about, the past few weeks or everything.

Everything is a lot. Would he be able to take it?Would he care? It's a bunch of silly questions going around in my head. It's not much to 'take in' it's just a story, my story. It's hard to listen to for some of the parts but it's not hard to take in or deal with. And of course he would care. Even though I have had my fair share of bad people, I know Dylan isn't one of them. He's good. He's not like the rest. He's not like the bad people I've met.

I know it's bad, I've never even met him. I don't know him properly but I do know a lot about him - he isn't a bad person. He's one of the nicest people I've spoke to. I know that he would be a good person to open up to about what's been happening, but it's still hard. I feel guilty about it, he barely knows anything as of now. And when I next speak to him it's just gonna all be dumped on him - if I feel comfortable enough. This is why I'm worrying. Even though he might be a great listener, even if he can take things well. It's still a lot for people to take on when months of someone's troubles are dumped on them in a matter of moments. This morning he was clueless. He didn't even know about the bad side to Rosa. I just feel guilty, I wouldn't be able to take in someone's troubles in the space of a few words. Especially if a few hours beforehand I knew nothing. But that's what's happening to Dylan right now. I just hope he doesn't deal with it the same way I would. That would not do me any good. But I'm hoping for Dylan it's different.

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Dylan's POV.

I'm awaiting a phone call from Tommy. I know it's a serious and important thing for him so I'm trying to prepare myself a little. How do you even prepare yourself for something like this? I have no idea what to expect from him. How deep is he going to go into it with me? I don't want to take it the wrong way or anything.

I can only imagine how hard it is for him. How hard it is to try and tell someone how you've been feeling for the past few months while they thought the whole time you were okay. I know from experience it's hard. Not in the same context, not at all, but I do understand how it feels to try and tell someone how your internalized thoughts and feelings and then to let them know that you feel completely different to what they thought. It was the same with my old friend Will. Will. We had a very unique friendship. It was more like a situation-ship rather than a friendship or relationship. We both clearly had some sort of feeling towards each other. It was as clear as day. We were inseparable.