Darryl POV
I huff silently, it's cold and I don't know where I'm heading.
I just wanna cry, cry silently somewhere. Last time I tried crying publicly no one comforted me, except the words "boys don't cry" slipped out of my 4th grade teachers mouth.
I'm not wearing my glasses and the hood of my hoodie is pulled up. I blocked every contact of mine listed on my phone, I don't want anyone to find me.
Where is my mind?
I've always been in a deep hole of depression - I guess it started when my parents died when I was young.
Suddenly I feel something wet lick my leg, I turn around immediately. I thought it was gonna be me imagining things but instead it was a small white dog, with no collar. They look dirty with some dirt stuck in their fur.
"Hello!" I crouch to pat the dogs head.
The white furry creature starts to lick me. "I guess you chose me huh?" I let out a small laugh. I've always wanted a pet dog.
I try walking away but it seems to follow me everywhere. "I really don't know how to look after a pet," I try to think of a name to call them, "Rat."
Rat twitches their head in confusion. "Sorry, that's kinda stupid, I'm stupid." I giggle awkwardly - kicking a pebble on the ground.
"I'm in a forest, talking to a dog. What is my social life?" I talk to myself.
I decided to to stay warm in an old cabin I found, I laid down my jumper and used it as a bed for Rat. I yawn, I packed lots of food - well if candy and tea count as food. I've been wanting to run away for a long time now, i never get my own privacy, and everything is so loud.
Now here, alone in the forest with a stray dog, everything feels so much better; I don't wanna return yet, at least not now.
I take out my sleeping bag, there was a mattress but it had bugs all over it, the cabin was pretty much a painting canvas. I've only brought two fully charged usb charger blocks. Todays been so long, I've ran away an hour from home. When I wake up I have to take my bus to Ohio - hopefully they allow dogs because this is the only company I'd like.
I wipe my tear stains from earlier and rest my head on a cushion I brought. "Night Rat." I mumble.
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Third Person POV
Zak was worried, what if Darryl actually ended it all?
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lovestar | skephalo
Fanfiction-started- 14/08/22 -finished- 28/01/23 Zak is a highschool dropout, mostly known worldwide for being a drummer in the band Inside Sweater. Darryl is an outcast who attends highschool - who has an abnormal addiction to bubble tea. But what happens w...
