Fix You.

[8]

"I need a cigarette." I said, slowing down to a walk. We were passing the park, we had ran for God knows how long.

"Shit. I'm out." said Dally, patting his pockets . "Wanna go get some?"

"Hell yeah!" I say.

We cut across the street to a random gas station. I tried to open the door but it was locked.

"It's locked. You know what that means." I told him. I ran around back and spotted a window about 7 feet up on the wall. It was a small window, my small frame could fit through it. I looked around for a rock big enough that would break the window but small enough for me to throw. I tripped over something.

Ah. A rock.

I picked up the rock, smiled at Dally, and threw it at the window. I missed. I tried 4 more times before I got it through the window.

"Alright. Let me get on your shoulders." I said to Dally. He crouched down and after several attempts I got in his shoulders, holding on to him by his hair.

"Ow! That fucking hurts!" he yelled.

"Pussy. Shut up, you're gonna attract attention." I told him.

He walked up to the window and I pushed in the remaining glass. I grabbed on to the windowsill and pulled myself up, sticking my feet on his shoulders and pushing off. I heard him curse, and I wiggled in further.

There was a shelf up against the wall where I was trying to get in. I pushed the shit that was on the shelf, and brought my knees in, and I was sitting on the shelf.

"Go around front, I'm gonna let you in." I yelled to Dally. I heard footsteps against gravel.

I slowly climbed down the shelf, and ran to the door to let Dallas in, and I caught myself staring at him. God, was he beautiful.

"Well, what are you waiting on?" he asked. I turned around and grabbed 4 packs of cigarettes.

It then occurred to me that I could take anything in here.

Dallas and I grabbed various things, not needing 75% of it. I felt something hit my back. I turned around and saw a package of condoms laying on the ground.

"For later." Said Dallas. I laughed.

"Don't get too full of yourself, Winston."

but I grabbed the condoms and stuffed them down my shirt.

I was grabbing more beer when I heard the familiar sound of a police siren and the flash of red and blue lights.

"Fuck!" I screamed, and ran out the door with Dally at my heels.