Dallas Winston - 𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤/ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

♪Renegade

A/N: IB Renegade by Big Red Machine ft. Taylor Swift
Context: dally is having a mental break down.

I climbed up the house and reached his window at Buck's. I found it more exciting, sneaking in. It was my own way of testing the limits, even if I didn't want to get arrested. And I was also scared of Buck.

I tapped on his window even though it was dark. I knew his shades were closed and I was a little bit concerned. I continued to tap until I saw the shape of a weak, tall figure approach the window. He delicately opened the shades and the window and walked back to his bed. I crawled into the bedroom, immediately getting hit in the face with the smell of smoke and booze.

He sat on the bed with his fingers tangled in his dark hair. I faced him and I knew something was wrong.

I tried to sit down next to him and rub his back but he jerked his body away from me.

"You shouldn't be here," I heard his voice growl. He was broken, jagged, "Theres no where for you to stay."

"I'll stay anyway." I said in a soft voice, "What's the matter?"

"I can't take it anymore," He looked away from me but I knew he was crying.

"Yes you can." I hesitantly place a hand on his back again and he melted into me. I held him close as he refused to look at me.

"Don't you remember the time that-" I begin.

"Are you really gonna talk about time in times like these?" He interrupted.

"Oh come on, Dal." I say, running my fingers through his messy hair.

"There's no room here for you! I'm damaging you!" He turns his head and I see his tear stained face, and it broke my heart.

"I'll stay anyway, Dallas, you know that. I'll let all your damage, damage me." He has uneven breathing and I'm wiping the tears from his face.

"I can't. My anxiety- it keeps me from giving you everything. You shouldn't- you shouldn't." He had his eyes closed.

"Or do you just not want to?" I say. His eyes shoot open and he looks at me like I just shot him.

He put a hand on my face and opened his mouth to say something but I lifted a finger to my lips.

"I know." I say, "You wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody, Dallas."

I take his hand and I put it back down and he continued to silently sob.

"Is it insensitive for me to say get your shit together so I can love you?" I say. He smiles a weak smile.

I leaned down and I hugged him. It broke my heart to see him like this. It's because I've never seen him like this.

"You fire off missiles because you hate yourself, Dallas, I can't watch you do that."

All I got I return was an agreeing mumble.

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Four hours later

"Dal, I hate to leave but I have to." I say, looking at my wristwatch.

"It's alright." He said. He stopped crying a long time ago and I took my turn holding him.

"Call me if you need me." I say, shifting out of bed. He follows me to the window.

"I'll be alright, I promise." He says. I give him a passionate kiss and he squeezes my hand before I leave. I climb down the house and I stare up at him looking at me through the open window.

"I love you!" I yell up to him.

He smiled a sweet smile.

"I think I love you too!" He yelled down to me. My cheeks got red and I turned and started walking back home.