Chasing Butterflies- Ryden

✿ 10 ✿

--Ryan--

I slam on the brakes and Brendon trips on a trash can. The can tips over and it hits the concrete sidewalk.

Crash.

He laughs at his clumsiness, and I get out of the car.

"Are you alright?" I ask, my hands still shaking.

"Yeah, its too bright but too dark out here." He says, "Did you drive?"

"Yep. I gripped the wheel tighter with every passing truck, and I was having a panic attack while I was driving. Still having it, I think." I let out a nervous laugh, looking at my hands.

He grabs a hold of my hands and looks at them. Then he pulls me into a hug, and says, "Breathe, baby. Just breathe."

I obey, inhaling and exhaling slowly. Soon, my hands stop shaking.

"I thought that I hit you." I say, my voice cracking.

"You didn't, Ry. Look, I'm still alive. I'm not hurt." He pulls out of the hug so I can look at him.

Still so beautiful.

"C'mon, I'll drive us to Dallon's house." He says, getting into the driver's seat.

I sit in the passenger's seat and Brendon starts the engine. Driving is scary. You don't know when a drunk driver might swerve into your lane. You don't know when an animal will run across the road, causing you to hit it. You don't know when the rain will be too strong, and your tires will slip and make the car flip.

"We're here. Wanna come with me?" He asks.

"Yeah, sure." The only reason why I'm going with him is to make sure Dallon doesn't pull any funny shit.

We walk on the pathway to the frontdoor. I notice all the little perfect green plants that line the pathway. Brendon knocks on the door and Dallon opens it, his eyes puffy and red.

"Oh, Dal." Brendon pulls him into a tight hug.

Dallon glares at me from over Brendon's shoulder and he smirks.

Somebody give me an axe, I'm about to cut down this tree.

"Dallon, are you feeling alright?" I fake a concerned voice.

"No. Not at all." He says, his voice hoarse and cracking.

He turns to Brendon, and the two start whispering about something I can't hear.

"I'll call Kenny. He can stay here with you. Remember, my parents are probably searching for me." Brendon says, and I'm filled with joy.

He turns away from Dallon and pulls out his phone, typing rapidly. He puts the device to his ear, talks to Kenny, and then hangs up.

"Kenny said he'll be here in five minutes, maybe less, alright? I gotta go. Bye, Dallon." He says, not looking back.

"C'mon, Ry." He holds my hand and walks towards the car, dragging me along.

Dallon looks shocked, and I look back and smirk at him.

We get in the car and he drives us to his house.

"I need help climbing the pipes that lead to my bedroom window." He says, turning off the engine, "You'll be able to drive back to your house, right?"

"Yeah. I'll help you." I say, and we get out of the car.

We jog over to the pipes, and he puts his foot on the first pipe. Then he puts his other foot on the second pipe. I watch him climb the third pipe, and I guess he noticed my gaze.