I lay wide awake in an old rotting bed that we had rented at bucks. It was probably 5 am and I still couldn't sleep. How could I sleep? I was laying next to someone who fucking used and abused me every fucking day of my life.
I had considered telling someone, hell, I had even considered telling Tim but I had chickened out every time.
I quietly rolled out of the bed, wincing as the rusty frame creaked.
Just as I had reached the door,Carl had awoken from his sleep and was now frowning at me.
"Where're you going baby?" He asked,rubbing sleep from his eyes.
"Just to the bathroom," I replied nervously
He seemed to accept my answer as he rolled back around and fell back asleep almost instantly,muttering random ass shit under his breath.
I sighed in relief as I opened the door and stood in the hallway, not really knowing what to do with myself.
"Heyyyy!" A half drunken yell came from behind me,"Baby Shepard!"
I turned only to see Dallas Winston in all his glory, a shit eating grin painted on his pale face.
I cursed mentally,hoping his yelling didn't wake up Carl,that was the last thing I needed happening right now.
"Aren't you a lil too young to be getting some?" He raised his eyebrows suggestively at me and barked out a laugh.
My face reddened but I said nothing. I honestly felt like I wanted to go crawl into a rotting corner and die.
I just wished he would stop talking and leave me alone.Of course I wouldn't say that to his face,I wasn't that stupid.
Unfortunately it just kept getting worse.
"Who're you here with?" He questioned
"No one,"
"Damn that's a lil pathetic,"
I was tired of this conversation. I tiredly nodded my head in agreement and began walking towards the bathroom muttering out a short goodbye.
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Dallas winston snorted. He could vaguely remember being curly's age. Trying to act hard and ending up looking like a mess.
He briefly wondered why the youngest Shepard had come here alone. As far as he knew, he had a perfectly good bed back at his own house.
The door that curly had originally come out of creaked open and though he would never admit it, Dally jumped slightly in surprise.
His eyes widened as he saw who came through. No fucking way was Little Shepard banging this guy.
Dally cleared his throat,shifting uncomfortably.
Carl looked up at him like a deer caught in the headlights.
He coughed awkwardly,"hey,didn't see you there,"
Dally nodded then as casually as he could he asked, "you here alone?"
Carl turned beet red but regardless he nodded.
"Huh," Dallas frowned then turned, "anyways I gotta get going, see ya around,"
As he walked down the creaky ass stairs that lead to the bar,he only had one thought on his mind.
'What the hell was that?'
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Fanfiction'He does love me' I tried to convince myself, 'he just has a real funny way of showing it'
