I packed up my things and shoved them into my car.
"No hard feelings Ev, we just can't have anyone with a criminal record." I looked up at Dylan. He had just kicked me out of our band.
"Fuck off Dyl." I got into my car and slammed the door.
I sped off into the night, I cranked up my music to drown out my thoughts. I sang along to black delilah by Hollywood Undead.
Not only had Dylan and Ether kick me out of the band, they kicked me out of the apartment we all lived in.
I was now jobless and homeless, I sped up more. I was going about 90 miles per hour.
I smirked, I could go faster.
I sped up even more, I was hitting around 120. I sang at the top of my lungs as I sped down the road.
Suddenly I heard sirens behind me.
"Fuck me," I mumbled under my breath. I slowed down and pulled over. I had enough problems with the law, might as well be nice to them for once.
I rolled down my window and looked up at the big hunky officer.
"Officer Micheals! Fancy seeing you again," I smiled innocently, he always seemed to be the one catching me.
He smirked and pulled out his notepad, "Where are you headed? You live on the other side of town."
I sighed and looked Straight ahead. "I know I've been good these past few months, sorry." I looked down and bit back my tears.
"Ev? Is everything alright?" He leaned against the car and looked at me.
"Dylan and Ether kicked me out of the band and evicted me. I'm back to where I was, homeless and broke." This was not the time to cry.
He was silent, I looked up into his eyes. They were soft and kind, two things I never got from him.
"Evan. Come stay with me. I'm tired of arresting you." He tone was deathly serious.
My eyes widened, this couldn't be real. I was confused and shocked. All I could do was mumble a small, "Okay."
Before I knew it, I was following his squad car.
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He pulled into the driveway of a small one-story house. It was cute, I parked next to him and got out. He walked over and opened up my trunk.
"This is all you have?" He raised an eyebrow at me. I looked at my two small bags and guitar and nodded.
He grabbed my things and I shut the trunk. He led me to the door, but stopped before opening it.
"Watch out for pipsqueak, my dog. He's a lover." He opened the door and led me inside.
Pipsqueak? Couldn't be that bad.
I heard a loud thud and banging footsteps, what the hell??
I looked up to see a huge black and white great dane bounding towards me. I squealed with delight and let him jump on me, knocking me to the ground. I giggled as he licked my face, Dane watched in amusement.
"I've never seen you laugh," He smiled and pulled the beast off of me. "Pipsqueak, go outside." I watched the dog wiggle out a giant dog door to the backyard.
I wiped the slobber off of my face and giggled more, I was starting to go into little space. Maybe Dane wouldn't notice, I could control my baby talk.
"I sleepy," I looked up at him with a pout.
He looked a bit taken aback, then slowly smiled. "Okay Ev, follow me."
He led me to a room at the and of the hall and opened the door. It had a king bed and everything was neutral. It smelt like him in here though, which I kinda liked.
"You can take my room for the night." He smiled at me. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, Dane set my things down by the bed.
"Tank yew Siw, I weawwy appeciate dis." I hugged him.
He seemed shocked, but hugged me back. "It's no problem. Get some sleep, I'll see you tomorrow." He slowly pulled away.
"Oki!" I jumped up and kissed his cheek, then walked over to the bed.
Dane slowly left and shut the door behind him. I got out my pajama bottoms and stripped down to nothing, then slipped them on.
I plopped down into the massive bed and sunk in. This was the softest bed I'd ever been in, I pulled out my pacifier and popped it onto my mouth.
I snuggled up with all of the pillows and closed my eyes.
Maybe things were finally turning around.
••••••••••••
I woke up to a big slobbery mouth on my face, I squealed and giggled.
"Pip! Get off him!" Dane was at the door with his hands on his hips. He was in a tight black tshirt and basketball shorts.
I'd never seen him in anything other than his uniform.
Pipsqueak hopped off the bed and sat on the floor, he was so well behaved. Dane walked over and examined me.
I became hyper aware that I was shirtless, my torso had cigarette burns, stab wounds and self-harm scars.
I covered myself and tucked my pacifier into my pocket.
"I made breakfast if you would like some," His voice was strained, was he upset?
I nodded and watched him leave the room, I got up and slipped on an old Fall Out Boy shirt.
I padded out to the kitchen, Pipsqueak right on my tail. I saw Dane sitting at the breakfast bar, sipping a mug of coffee and reading the morning paper.
I slowly walked over, "Dane?"
He looked up and smiled, he pushed a bowl of oatmeal to me. "Here ya go," he looked back to his newspaper.
I sat down and stared at the pain oatmeal, it looked overcooked. I poked at it with my spoon and pouted.
I slowly ate a small bit and almost gagged. My face twisted in disgust, I looked at Pipsqueak and mouthed, "Your dad sucks at cooking."
I picked at it a bit, I didn't want to be rude, but it was gross!
Dane looked over at me, "Are you not hungry?"
I shook my head and looked down, I heard him sigh and get up. He picked up the bowl and put it by the sink.
"I'm not going to force you to eat, will you at least drink some milk?" He looked at me with that intense stare, he was so damn hot.
I nodded and he poured me a glass of milk, I drank it all and looked up at him.
"Tank yew!" Damn, why did he send me into little mode so easy?
He raised an eyebrow and leaned against the counter, "Evan, how old are you?"
I fiddled with my fingers for a bit before holding up two. He nodded and cleaned up the kitchen.
"You can't stay in my room Ev, but I do have a room you can use..." He turned and looked at me.
"Oki," He took my hand and led me to a door on the other side of the house.
He unlocked it, why was it locked? He slowly opened it and I stepped in, I was speechless.
The walls were baby blue with little yellow moons on them. There were bins of toys, a play mat and a huge crib. I looked around, this was all my size!
I looked up at Dane and he smiled. "It's all yours Ev."
I squealed happily and rushed around to explore my new room.
YOU ARE READING
Tender (ddlb)
RomansaEvan Jonah is... troubled. He has buzzed black hair, gauges, his ears are covered in piercings, he also has spider bites and a bridge piercing. He has baby blue eyes and he never smiles. He's been abused since he was little, and he has the scars to...