Bang and Burn ~ Dreamnotfound + Skephalo

Chapter 37

Clay never had hatred towards hospitals, but after having to visit the same one so many times recently, he would've been just fine not having to come back. But he had to be here. Not only was he here to see Dylan, but he had a gift this time. He had no idea how he was going to present this gift and he was sure that Dylan would try to kill him once he saw it, but it was a gift that had to be given. He didn't feel bad at all.

When he made it to the hall that Dylan was staying in, he heard a scream. Without thinking, he dashed down the hall and busted Dylan's door open, only to find Dylan, Tommy, and Toby all on their laptops together. Dylan and Tommy were both laughing hysterically while Toby had his arms crossed. Dylan looked like he was in a mixture of intense pain and happiness at the same time.

"Where did that creeper even come from?!" Toby whined. "That was an unfair death."

"You can't call it unfair when we were literally trying to tell you that you were about to be blown to bits!" Tommy barely managed to say through his laughter.

As soon as Dylan saw Clay standing in the doorway, his smile dropped and he cleared his throat. "Whatever. Just respawn."

"You guys seem to be having fun," Clay said, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. "It's really nice of you two to keep Dylan company."

"It's no problem!" Toby smiled, his usual happy-go-lucky attitude returning. "We've been having a lot of fun!"

"How's your eye?" Clay asked Dylan, hoping to get him to open up before his gift arrived. His right eye, which just had surgery done on it, was covered with a soft, white patch.

Dylan shrugged. "It still hurts, but the doctors were able to save it. I won't be a pirate this time, but I'll have a scar under my eye." He huffed. "I have no idea how I'm going to explain that to my mom."

"You busted your head open, got shot in the arm, broke two ribs and your left leg, but you're worried about explaining the small scar under your eye?"

Dylan smiled. "When you put it that way, it sounds stupid. I just think it'll make me look less attractive."

"You were already hideous, Dylan," Tommy teased. "What was it we used to call you? The 'Un-cute Mute'?"

Dylan grabbed one of his pillows and threw it at Tommy. "Fuck off, dude!" The two chuckled together as Clay got a text.

Jake
I just dropped her off. She is on her way up. I hope Dylan doesn't kill you over this.

Clay
Oh, he will.

Clay looked up from his phone. "Hey, boys? Would you mind giving Dylan and I some time alone?"

"Is everything okay?" Toby asked.

Clay nodded. "Yeah, things are fine. How about I give you two some money to go get some lunch?"

"You don't have to do that, Mr. Dream," Toby said as he shut down his laptop.

Tommy elbows him in the stomach. "Dude, take the goddamn money! You always take the free money!"

Clay laughed as he pulled two twenties out of his wallet. "Go nuts."

Toby grabbed the money. "Thank you for lunch! We'll be back soon!" Tommy swung the door open, nearly hitting the woman on the other side. "Shit, I'm sorry, ma'am."

"That's okay. Is this Dylan's room?"

Tommy opened the door wider to usher her in. "Dylan, looks like you have another guest."

Dylan instantly tensed when the woman came through the door. She looked the same way she did when he last saw her, which only saddened him. She was supposed to get better, not worse. She wore sweatpants and a blue tee shirt that was the same color as the head scarf she wore.