"Dom- what are you doing?" I asked, walking into the room.
I walked closer, a sigh escaping his dry lips. "Have you been in this chair all morning?"
He nodded. It was almost non-existent, he was so weak.
"I looked online all night. No one within walking distance is hiring," he said, his speech slurred.
(YOU'RE SPEECH IS SLURRED AND I- BET YOU JUST MIGHT SWALLOW YOUR TONGUE. URIE ASF)
"You're looking for jobs?" I asked.
"You aren't worried about your future? I can't just live at Brittany's, hoping my parents are just going to all-of-a-sudden let me back home again. They don't give a monkey's ass about me anymore."
I kissed his neck, causing him to tense up a bit by the sudden contact. "Things happen for a reason, okay? We're here, alive, together, healthy, and that's all that matters."
"Well according to my parents- being something other than they want you to be is a horrible disease."
"Okay, fuck your parents then. If they don't love you how I love you then you don't need them."
He let out a sigh. "I guess you're right."
He choked out a sick laugh. "You said fuck my parents. Heh, sex jokes."
We bursted into laughter. "There you are."
"My mom made breakfas- oh my god is Dominick alright?" Brittany said. Neither of us noticed she entered before.
"He's freaked out." I admitted.
"Don't be. You guys are fine to stay here as long as you need, everyone understands that. We all understand what it's like to have to recover, and it'll take time."
Dominick stood up, revealing his dark eyes, clearly from sleep-deprivation. He pulled Brittany and me into a brief hug.
Upon pulling away, his eyes were far away, encrypted. He was building walls around himself. He hasn't had walls around his heart since his grandparents passed.
Brittany left us to talk, restating the breakfast. "You're doing it again."
"Doing what?" He asked, his brows furrowing.
"Building walls."
"Yeah, well I might as well. This is what happens when you put to much trust in people."
"Who doesn't trust their parents?"
"Seeing what they've done to me, who should trust their parents anymore. Who would've thought my sexuality got me kicked out of my own home?"
There he is again. I thought we got passed this. He's so bipolar.
"No, your parents got you kicked out. It wasn't you at all. It was the universe telling you that you shouldn't have to live with someone that wouldn't back you up for being everything you are."
"Oh my god, you're such a sap."
"You love my sappiness."
"I do."
His cheeks burned. Back to mysterious, disgustingly-kinky Dominick again?
We walked into the kitchen, the dogs happily greeting us. Brittany's mom note of Dominick's uneasiness.
"You alright, Dominick? You look kinda ill? Do you need anything?" She asked.
Dominick crossed his arms self-consciously. "No thanks, Mrs. Shaffer."
We ate breakfast in a pool of laughter. Well, Brittany and Alyssa ate in a pool of laughter. There was a dense awkwardness lingering in the air between my chair and Dominick's for the remainder of the morning.
| oh okay (dominawyer fanfic) |
"Where are you going?" Dominick asked from behind me.
"I have to sneak into my house. I need the medication for my concussion and I can't buy it at the store, so-." I lied.
"Do you want me to help?" He asked.
"No thanks. Bye."
I rushed out the door.
| oh okay (dominawyer fanfic) |
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-"Mrs. Raneli?" I turned around, my eyes meeting his. Dominick's friend.
"Hi, Sawyer." I said.
"Listen, Mrs. Raneli. Dominick hasn't been okay since that day- he hasn't slept at all- we crashed at a friend's. He's lost, you know."
"I know. I'm sorry about your parents." I said.
"You're sorry about the same thing you've done." He began turning away.
"Do me a favor, Sawyer?" I called out.
"What?"
"Tell him I respect his choices. I raised him since he was a baby, and he's aloud to hate my guts."
"He still loves your guts even though he shouldn't."
"It was his dad, right?" He asked.
"It was his dad, yeah." I confessed. "I wouldn't do that to anyone, let alone my own baby."
"I'll tell him that. He deserves to know."
"You love him, don't you, Sawyer?"
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