Poison Ink

Cry

He cries in his sleep. Whimpering as he tosses and turns. He was taken from the hospital but he can't stay with Ryder.

"Kid will you shut the hell up."

He woke up looking at the tall man with a major case of bed head.

"I'm sorry I just miss Ryder and my mom."

"What about your father?" Dallas sounded like some kind of snake trying to get Jackson to let him consume him.

"I trust Ryder. I see him as he does. A drunkard, drug addict."

"So the R told you all that."

"Yeah. Wait did you just call him the R?"

"Sorry it's was a force of habit. I usually call people by the first letter of their names but it just never suited him." Jackson looked back at Dallas and nodded.

"So how did you two meet?" Dallas looked at him wide eyed.

"Well it goes back a long time. He was about six and I was eight. I was walking home from being with my friends when a boy ran past me. I looked back at him then back at his father. I stopped his father and pushed him back into his house. After I just ran after the boy till I got to him finally. He was great full for me saving him and we just kinda hit it off there."

"Wow. He must really like you."

"Yep but I do too." Dallas stood and got two glasses of water. Jackson just looked at it and smiled. Dallas began chugging the drink waiting for the conversation to continue.

"So you two will make a beautiful happy couple some day."

Water sprayed out of Dallas's mouth.

"What the fuck is you damn mind thinking kid!"

"Well you said that he likes you and you like him. So you two could get married someday."

Dallas put the cup down and stood then threw his hands in his brown hair.

"I'm not gay. I like girls and so does he!"

"But what if you picture him as a girl?"

"I'm not gon- . . ." He thought of a nice girl with blue eyes and blonde brown hair. She was tall and pretty and when she smiled she looked adorable. "Okay this doesn't count. He'd look super hot as a girl but that still doesn't mean I'd date him!"

"Well how do you know he doesn't like you that way?"

"I . . . He would've . . . I don't know."

"See. He never told you."

Dallas sat back down and let out a sigh.

"I'll stay with you tonight okay?"

"Okay." They both fell asleep on the couch that was in front of the water still scattered everywhere.

Jackson just thought of Ryder being okay and finally being home.

Dallas was sitting in a different room and he didn't know what was going on. He felt something on his arm and looked at the girl sitting beside him.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Ryder don't you recognize me?"

He shook his head and she frowned. She turned around and leaned on his arm.

"Well I'm stuck in the hospital and all you're doing is flirting with me every chance you get?!"

"What?!"

"I know I'm a girl but you really need to just back off. We're just childhood friends."

He looked away and looked around the room at the pictures of the girl next to him. They began to ripple like a water drop had fallen on then. He felt something happening to the girl but didn't do anything.

"Why don't you ever look at me?" Her voice had changed so he looked at his best friend.

"Ryder?!"

"Yeah I've been here the whole time."

"Your were a girl and complaining because you're in the hospital and I keep flirting with you every chance I get."

"You do. You protect me when I'm fine and all you ever do is make sure I'm not crying. All you ever do is treat me like I'm a little kid or a maiden in distress!"

"Ryder . . ." Dallas covered his mouth at the sound of a girl. Ryder turned his head and soon pushed Dallas down.

He held his hands above his head and made sure his legs were around him.

"Ryder let me go."

He smiled and Dallas saw fangs. He knew that this person wasn't Ryder.

"Ryder!" He woke up yelling.

"Dallas why are you yelling?" Jackson asked.

"Nothing just had a nightmare about him."

"Okay but can you not yell and wake me up this time?"

"Yeah go ahead and sleep well."

Dallas laid back and felt like if anything like that ever happened he'd make that move before Ryder had the chance.