"what do you mean?"
"i mean i cant read it." johhnie raised his brows "its right in front of you, you can touch it." "i mean it...moving. the letters are moving, its fucking annoying"
"kyle i dont think thats supposed to happen. Have you been taking drugs?" kyle looked up at him "just tell me the cheao drink options"
"fine, water is $1.50, juice is $3.70, any small canned drink is 50¢ and smoothies are $12.20. What will it be?" kyle thought for a moment.
Whats the least likely to make me fat... "water please"
"minus the watter" shit. "fine a lemonade please" johnnie nodded "i can do that" he stood up, ordering the food for himself and the drinks. Slowly and silently the two men walked home, standing oddly close to eachother, however neither seemed to mind.
"kyle....do you think you might be dyslexic?" kyle furrowed his brows and looked up at johnnie "are you saying i'm retarded?" he said defensivly.
"no! No! Of course im not- no im-" he laughed "no, thats not what im saying. I mean...with reading, ive never seen you read anything. Not saying you cant but you have trouble reading when you really do and im just-" kyle smiled and looked down. "relax johnnie, yes im dyslexic, i also have ADHD"
Johnnie nodded "have you seen a doctor?" "no..."
"why!?" kyle looked up. "because A. My parents where broke when i was a kid, B. I live with my grandmother and shes broke too, C. Im also broke, and D. Im too old to do anything."
Johnnie rolled his eyes "kyle, nobody is too old to fix they're dyslexia. " he said. "what if i could help you? We can book in a doctor and we can find new ways to fix things and--" "johnnie no. Im fine, i dont need to cause you more trouble" he said and looked down again.
Johnnie sighed "i heard colours can help you...i have some red and blue sunglasses, can i maybe get you to try...and read with them...please?"
kyle sighed
"will it stop you from nagging me?" johnnie nodded. "fine. But nothing else, alright?"
"got it" they started to walk again, seeing they had stopped during the conversation.
Soon they got home, kyle was again silent, when johnnie wasnt in the room, he went into his own room and put the can in a drawer and locked it, just as every other drawer was. He walked back out, johnnie was in the kitchen with three sets of sunglasses and a book.
"ready?"
"will it stop you from nagging?"
YOU ARE READING
Crossfire (KOHNNIE)
Fanfictionkyle is breaking, finally admitting to having dyselaxia, bullimia and self harm issues. alex does something that pisses johnnie off. And johnnie himself is just in the middle... he doesnt know what to do.
