(Kyle's POV)
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I walk back in from the kitchen, and see him laying on the couch, spread out and asleep. His face lookes calm and careless as he breathes in steady bursts. I smile, loving that he isn't worried about anything.
I walk closer to the sofa and gently lift up his head, replacing the pillow he was resting on with my legs as I sit down and grab the remote. As I flip through the channels, I settle on watching some stupid comedy show. After a while, his breaths become less even and he begins moving, turning onto his side as he sighs. He sits up with a jolt, his eyes darting to the coffee table in front of us as he lets out a shaken breath.
"Dan, calm down, it's ok. What happened?" He looks to me with fear, but it soon fades away as he shifts on the couch.
"It's nothing, don't worry. What time is it?" His voice sounds a bit confused, but he's quick to hide it.
"It's only 3:30. Are you hungry? You've been out for a while," I reply as I look over to our tea mugs, knowing they are all sticky on the bottom.
"I'm not, thanks though." He looks distant, as though his brain is too far away, but his body is stuck here.
"Dan, you need to eat something, you haven't eaten all day. Did you eat yesterday, because I don't think you did." I try to put up a fight, wanting him to care more than he seems to, but he doesn't.
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(Dan's POV)
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I know that he wants me to care, but I can't bring myself to. I know he means we'll, but I can't wrap my brain around it. He has his hand on my shoulders and I feel him beside me, I know he's there, but I can't help but feel far away.
"Kyle, I'm good. I'll let you know when I'm hungry," I reply, offering up a fake smile to try and sell it. He looks to me with pain in his eyes before he ultimately gives up, sighing as he looks to me with a sad expression.
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(Kyle's POV)
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I look over and see a moment of doubt in his eyes, looking like a message from deep inside of him somewhere, something is screaming 'help me' for the rest of him.
"Are you ok Danny?" I speak softly, seeing a look of doubt cross his eyes, before he nods, shaking away the look and forcing it deep down inside of him.
"Yea, I'm fine" He replies before blinking away the pain from his eyes. I nod my head and smile to him as I stand and begin to pull him to me. He looks to me with confusion as I drag him along behind me, leading him upstairs, into my room.
"What the hell, Kyle? What was that-" He stops talking as soon as he hears the front door shut and my mum call out to me.
"Kyle, are you home?"
"Yea mum, I'm here," I reply as I walk out from my bedroom door.
"Ok, good. I need to head to the store, then when I get back, I'll have to finish up some laundry, then make dinner. Please don't leave, and tell Dan that he has to head home for a bit." She's speaking fast, but I understand every word. I'm used to her being in a rush when she comes home from work because it's usually late in the afternoon, so she doesn't have time to do everything she needs to.
"Alright mum, I'll walk him home, then I'll come right back." She nods and walks off as I turn around and walk back into my room. Dan is sitting on the bed, his phone in his hands.
"Sorry Dan, my mum said you have to go home. I'll walk you there, but I can't stay. I'll come by after dinner and we can come back over here, so maybe by 8:30," I sigh as his prefect light blue eyes meet mine.
"Ok, but can we walk slowly? I don't want to get home too quickly," He replies, his face twisting into a look of worry, almost fear.
"Well, yea. I'm not just going to walk you there and leave you, I'm not crazy!" The last part coming out in a joking time as I see some of the tension leave his shoulders. I smile to him, then continue speaking, "Besides, she said that I didn't have to be back until she got home from the store."
He smiles up to me, seeing as I'm a whole 7 centimetres taller than him, as he slips his phone back into his pocket. We begin walking slowly out of my house as he shrugs his jacket back over his long sleeved shirt. We head down the street to his house, walking slowly as we talk about utter nonsense.
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(Dan's POV)
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He has his arm around my shoulder as he tells me about the 'dreams' he had last night, but I know he didn't sleep much, because neither did I.
We grow closer and closer to my house, and out footsteps become slower up until the point where we finally stop in the middle of the sidewalk. Kyle turns to me and I know he can see the look of doubt that I feel deep in the pit of my stomach.
"Dan, don't worry,. It'll only be for a little bit. When I finish dinner, I'll swing by and get you, then, we can take my car and go see a late night film or something if my mum will let us, which I'm sure she will, ok?" He smiles to me wearily, but I feel a small sense of comfort poke through my doubt. I nod in agreement, know that I can trust him to come and get me. "Good, I'll see you in a bit."
He turns around and begins to walk back home as I slowly tread along the path up my driveway. I climb into my window before laying down on my bed after shrugging off my jacket and tossing it across my bedroom, the small space consumed in a dim light that has a slightly yellow tint. I sigh, immediately feeling numb again, but having it magnified as I hear my mum and rustling around downstairs, singing along to music on the radio.
'She has no clue, but she'll never listen. She'll never figure out how bad he really treats you, but it's not like she would care anyway, nobody truly does, and it's all your fault.' My thought begin flooding in, drowning out one another as they grow louder.
'I need this to stop!' Tonight, I can tell, I going to be a danger night, but after a while, I just stop fighting the need to break as I head into my bathroom and shut the door.
'Ill never be able to escape this, will I?' I ask myself as I set my phone on the bathroom sink. The answer, is no, I won't escape this. The pain, the numbness, the guilt, any of it. I feel numb, yet guilty about how selfish this is, how this is a release for me and me alone, but it makes the thought stop.
**A/N: Trigger warning for the next chapter, it will contain self harm, so please don't read it if you're easily triggered. <3**
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Set Me Free {Dyle}
FanficAt the age of 16, Dan knows his life is falling apart. He attempts suicide, but he's stopped by his best friend Kyle. Dan soon has to face the fact that he's falling in love with Kyle. Kyle can see that Dan is struggling, but he isn't sure what to...
