Meeting Ryker / BoyxBoy / Extremely melodramatic

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

What I've Been, What I've Lost...

Danny's POV.

"Okay..." I began, stalling thinking where to begin. "I was born in America, raised in America, still in America. Never left. It gets kind of caged, but I can't go any where." I said.

"Why not?"

"Because... I have no one to go with. I have no one." I said. Ryker looked down at the pillow, feeling a little sorry for me. He's a lot like I am... All he has now is Rems. He thinks he's not good company.

"I don't think I'm that good of company either." I said.

"Stop... You already proved you are. Keep going."

"Okay..." I said rejecting some of Ryker's thoughts. "Well, my parents started fighting when I was twelve. So I went through six years of them fighting before that one night. I was eighteen. Took me a year to finally get out of here. And, I don't know how long it will take Carli... Before she finally cracks." 

I paused.

"What do you mean cracks?" he said, a little terrified.

"Like... Gets out, or goes insane. She's half to insane, a quarter the way getting out." I stated, eagerly.

"Well I hope she makes it out sane." he said, smiling at me.

"I hope so too." I said, looking over to the window, noticing a bird fly by in the mid pour of weather. It made me realize, even tough blurry tasks could be done, if you can look through the fog. And getting through pain, is one. I sat up in the chair, and smirked at the outdoors. I knew 'they' were still there for me. Through every once of pain.

"Hey.." Ryker began, biting his bottom lip.

"yeah?" I said raising an eyebrow.

"Do you mind telling me how it is possible you read minds?" He said, raising his chin.

"Dont worry about it." I said, a little nervous and, anxious.

"Oh, okay?" He said, lowering his chin.

"And its okay you asked. I understand your curiosity. " I said, reading again.

"Well, okay, um... How much time do we have left?" He asked.

"Plenty." I said, vaguely.

"I have a question?" He said sounding like a question. As if asking me if he could ask the question.

"Yes?"

"How long did you know Carli?"

"Sense I was eight."

"Damn." He said, I started reading him again. Poor guys long relationship with a friends been three months. I feel bad for him. His relationship with me will definitely go past three months. I know it. I want it.

"One of my dreams is to visit Alaska one day." I said changing the subject. "Why Alaska?"

"I just feel like my soul is pulling me there, for some reason."

"Oh, well, maybe we'll go together some day." He said smiling.