The Secrets We Keep To Stay Alive (JohnDave)

Chapter 12- Before The Dawn

"There's always darkness, before the dawn"
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John's PoV
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The past 3 or 4 weeks that Dave and I have officially been together have been the best moments of my life.  It's nice to know that there's someone in this world that will always be there for me and cares about what happens to me.  That said, I still haven't answered his question about the secret, I'd like to stall it as long as I can.

With Dave here, actually physical with me, school is slowly becoming more tolerable. Although, we only have two classes together, but I'm glad we have that much. I've also begun talking to Rose and Jade some more, they have a couple of classes with me as well. It's nice to feel that you have someone in a class that you know actually likes you as a friend, it's nice not to feel like you're alone in the corner of the room, trying not to be called on by the teacher.

I've also noticed that Vriska is starting to bug me less and less. Sure, there's the occasional glare in the hall and maybe the tripping, but it's nothing real verbal anymore. During lunch too, I've seen Vriska watching me and Dave, like she's trying to plot a way to get us to break up. But I'd like to think Dave wouldn't leave me because of something she did.

In relativity to what's happened since Dave first moved here, things have been cooling off, it wasn't quite as hectic as it was the first week or so.   Even with the weeks we've been together, I've never seen Dave without his shades on.  Granted if I brought it up, I'd look like a hypocrite, not answering Dave's question but asking him one and expecting an answer.  It doesn't bother me too much though, I'd like to think he has the same mindset as I do, wait until we know the other can be trusted, we'll show our secrets eventually.  I hope...

But anyways, Dave and I made plans to go over to his house tonight. So far we've really either gone to somewhere in town, or to my house. He keeps warning me about his bro, something about puppets. I guess we both have unique parental figures, one that assaults their child with cake, and the other that apparently has a weird obsession with puppets. But in the end, we are both still alive here and breathing, so it's not like they are terrible parents.

It's currently 6th hour, I debated whether or not to go to the Music room or the Library, but I'd rather not have any homework if I'm going to hang out with Dave, and it also sucks to have homework over the weekend.  The room is mostly silent, with a few quiet conversations in the back of the room.  It's actually quite peaceful, just working in silence for 52 minutes.  At least I have the actual motivation to do homework now, otherwise I'd probably do it at nine o'clock on Sunday night.

   After some time had passed, my kind drifted off to my plans for later tonight.  I don't really know all of what Dave has at his house, but I know he'll be there and that's enough for me, that and food that I can actually eat.

   •Time Skip•

I looked over to my left, making sure I still had time before I had to leave. Picking up my bag, I hoisted it over my shoulder and grabbed my phone out of my pocket.  I shot a quick message to Dave that I was starting to head over, as well as yelling to my dad that I was leaving.  If I actually entered the kitchen, I'd probably wouldn't leave for another 10 or 15 minutes. 

   Walking out the door, I start to make my way to Dave's house, about 10 minutes away. I feel the gentle March air circle around me, it was starting to get warmer, but I knew not the expect it to stay for long.

Soon the building appeared in my field of vision, and I could also make out a blob of red standing by the entrance. I assumed it was Dave, and if it wasn't, then it was probably a bloody murderer and today would be my last. As I progressively got closer, my eyes picked up on more details, confirming my assumption that it was Dave.

   I ran up the steps and jumped into a hug with Dave.  While I hoped to catch him off guard, I knew that probably wouldn't happen, or at least it hasn't happened so far.

   "Well hello to you to, Egderp."

   "Hiya, Dave!"

   "Alright, so before we go in, I'm going to warn you once more.  My Bro is into some crazy shit.  By entering through this door, you are accepting the fact that I am not reliable for any nightmares, newly discovered fears, or sanity loss.  So sign your ass up, and get ready for a messed up night."   Dave throughly explained to me once more, and I silently chuckled at the last part.

   Dave moved over, opening the door for me.  I began making my way through when I heard a mumbled "Ladies first", which ended with me kicking Dave in the shin and proceeding to walk in.

   Once I spot the couch, I instantaneously flop down onto it,  letting the fabric rub against my face.  I then felt a weight on the back of my knees.  Looking up, I saw Dave sitting there, staring back at me. While his face stayed still and expressionless, I eventually cracked, the corner of my lips turning up and a laughing starting in my throat.

Dave eventually got up and I re-positioned myself so I only took up half of the couch compared to the whole thing. Apparently while I did that, Dave left and came back with apple juice in one hand and a glass of water in the other for me. Within the weeks we've been together, Dave has slowly starting to remember what I can any can't have. He of course doesn't know the real reason why, except from my original peanut allergy, at least I didn't have to lie about everything. I gladly took the cool glass and placed it on the table in front of us.

"So, uh, what do you have planned for us tonig- wait no that sounds wrong... You get what I mean though," I asked, trying my hardest to get the words out right. Dave just looked at me, eyebrow raised.

"I don't know, maybe some Mario Kart. You always hear the stories with couples playing Mario Kart. Do it for the irony, John," Dave suggested. I questioned the thought of it internally before I nodded my head, why not.

•Time Skip•

After many rounds of Mario Kart, Dave was leading in wins by 2, and he was currently in 8th, with me in 1st. I almost made it to the finish, but then that damn blue shell came. When you play Mario Kart for 23 rounds, you get easily frustrated. Out of rage I throw my controller onto the floor and screamed into the nearest pillow. It was at this point that I gave up, fuck Mario Kart.

Dave got up and went to go get some more food I assumed. I continued to stay curled up in a ball, face into the pillow. It was probably getting later as I could feel myself drifting off with the darkness surrounding me. It was a few minutes later, I hadn't heard any noise from Dave coming back, but my face stayed in the pillow, it was actually quite comfortable.

A few more minutes had passed, and I started to get an uneasy feeling in my stomach, like shit was about to go down. Still no sign from Dave either...

Then, all at once my head felt bare and I could feel the breeze from the windows flowing through it. My eyes widen and my hands go from holding the pillow to covering my head. I spin around seeing Dave there, and while I don't blame him for being curious, I also wanted to scream at him. Panic was probably clear in my eyes and I run out the door, tears starting to block my vision.

I run the whole way home, taking 7 minutes instead of 10. Bolting up the stairs, I run to my room and slam the door closed behind me. Sitting on my bed, my brain tried to process what had just happened, leaving me yet again in the darkness, to think.

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Did I just?
Whoops •-•
It's also actually the full thing this time, I accidentally hit publish this morning.
I feel so cruel right now, but at least no one is dead
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