~Hidden emotions~ Dee x fem reader

Chapter 23

~chapter 23 : Faltering~

~Y/N's pov~

I can feel Dees' eyes linger on me as if he's examining my each and every reaction. It's almost as if he knows somethings wrong, but that's where my excuses come in. I've got plenty of them due to recent events, so he shouldn't suspect anything too drastic.

"Something didn't happen, right? This is because of the whole Sarah situation, isn't it?" Dee asks, almost clarifying things in his head.

And would you look at that. The perfect excuse to hide the fact that I'm emotionally unstable!

I nodded.

I don't want to lie to him, but I also don't want to get ran over soo... priorities?

His words from earlier are still prominent in my head ~"...you don't have to hold any burdens you have all by yourself, you know that right?..."~

I almost forgot that I actually have people around me that I can talk to. For the first time since this journey of abuse started, I faltered.

I wanted to tell Dee everything and maybe even rip out my own heart and offer it to him as a representative of how grateful I am to have him as my friend.

I continue to stare anywhere that means my face isn't in Dees line of sight. I wouldn't want him to see those tears that are slipping past my cracked facade.

I'm such a mess right now.

In my peripheral vision, I see Dee still looking in my direction, however his eyes follow my gaze towards the pavement I'm staring at. It doesn't take long before his eyes lock onto something that isn't the pavement though.

Shit, my knuckles.

If I hide them now, he'll be even more suspicious of my behavior, so I don't bother to move my hands from their position on my lap.

Dee doesn't say a word, but he does slide closer to me and grab my hands from atop of my thighs and place them on his instead.

He once again pulls out another tissue from his pocket and holds it onto my bloodied knuckles. His hands are completely pressed down on top of mine which are placed on his thigh. My face heats slightly, but I push the thought aside.

I take a moment to notice the large skull ring on his middle finger.

"I like your ring," I say, breaking the silence.

He pauses before replying with a quick thank you,.

"How?" Is all he asks after moments.

"I got a little mad... okay, maybe more than a little," I cover up for myself. Valid excuse, because I was mad, and I did punch a wall in the process. I'm not actually lying.

"Does it hurt?" He asks, concern lacing into his words.

*Yawn* "Hm, it's not too bad," I reply, only now realising how tired I've become.

I lay my head on Dee's shoulder and allow my eyes to close. I feel him tense at first, however, he loosens up quite quickly, still applying pressure to my hand.

"We'll, I'm glad it's not too bad, but you need to take care of yourself. We've been worried, Heavy and I. We tried to message you, but you never replied," Dee stated, giving my hand a gentle squeeze.

"I'm sorry Dee, I got my phone confiscated to make sure I won't be starting anymore fights without facing any consequences."

He sighed "It's not your fault, just know that we were very worried, but I'm glad to see you."

"I'm glad to see you too Dee..."

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