It's Time For Us To Take a Chance (A Brallon Fan Fiction) ON HOLD

Chapter 1: Turn Off The Lights

(Dallon's POV)

Walking down the narrow hallways, head down, staring at my feet as I walked to my unknown destination. I just wanted to get away. I need an escape from reality. Eventually, I arrived to the back part of the school. It had looked like nobody had visited this area in decades. The only signs of life were the cobwebs the connected from pole to pole. This deserted place was the closest thing I had to peace. sleep used to be my getaway, but with all the secrets and burried emotins that piled up inside of my brain, made sleep hard to accomplish.

I found a place on the ground where there were little to no cobwebs and dirt, and sat down. I threw my head back and looked at the ceiling, seeing a single light flickering from above. It was not long before I felt a single tear escape my eye. Later following the tear was a downpour, dripping from my eyes, past my cheek, and onto the cold, hard floor. i soon noticed the silent cries had turned into loud sobs, escaping my lips against my own will. I took a deep breath and could feel the shakyness of my voice as I took a breath out. I took two or three more deep breaths when I heard the school bell go off in the distance. I couldnt imagine what I probably look like right now, but I do know that i will not allow anyone to see me like this. although this is not my lowest point, I refuse to be made a mockery for my feelings. I glanced over to my right, seeing my car in the distance. I waited a few minutes before I finally propped myself up, and bolted towards my car, avoiding any of the wandering teachers and regular class skippers.

I made it to my car unseen. I opened the car door and fell into the drivers seat. I slammed the door shut and began to cry, harder than I ever have. I was finally alone, yet I had not yet recieved the silence I so desperatley craved. Although the outside world which surrounded me was peacful, the saddness I felt was defening. I so desperatley wanted to enjoy the silence I have waited forever for, but there was no silencing the mixed emotions and burried secrets I had locked away, never to be revealed.

After almost a half hour of bawling, I eventually had the guts to finally start the car and leave. i shoved the key into the ignition and commenced a forward motion. I gently shoved the gas pedal towards the floor, causing the car to slowly drift forward. I propped my head up and stared blankly at the road ahead of me. I struggled to keep my eyes open but I managed to keep myself aware and awake until I finally pulled into the driveway. I slammed the car door shut and trudged my way through the front door of my house. It was only 1:30 and school had not yet ended. I opened the front door and was greeted with screams. My father was furious with me for skipping out on my classes. I tried to ignore his yells of anger towards me and think of something else, anything else. But there was no silencing my fathers rant. All I could hear was screams and his lips moving, I wasn't comprehending what he was saying. I just stood there, confused on the fact that I was unable to hear his message. The screaming started to get louder. I started to cry for all i wanted was peace, and I feared that i would never get that. He could see the sadness in my eyes and the volume of his voice stareted to lower. This made the tears stop temporarily. "Dallon, you're already so far behind in school, you can't just go skipping out whenever you feel like it." he said in a soft, soothing voice that seemed to put my mind at ease. But this just made me think of all the stuff I have not accomplished this year.

I'm failing most of my classes and I am gong to have to repeat my junior year. I dont know If i will be able to make it another year, let alone two. I still have yet to make a friend, so the only people I have to help me through the next two years are my parents and they arent that much help to me. I can't tell them anything, especially not the secret I've had sitting on my shoulder for the past year. Although I've known this since junior high, i didn't fully accept it until last year. Actually, I still don't feel like I've truly accepted myself. I still find myself denying myself of my true feelings, and praying to god that it is in fact not true.