him | dvid

dreams

idek what d’s real name is but i just kinda picked one that fit him

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i walked down to the basement of this... i could say, dank, school. i walked up to a door. the air felt oddly heavy. i was hesitant but i walked in. d was there, laying on the floor. he was coughing. he looked so pale. i gasped. “d!” i shouted and ran up to him. i got on my knees next to him. all he did was look. he tried to say something but just coughed. “d! are you okay? get up, please. what’s wrong?” i asked. i was extremely worried.

he tried to prop himself up. “ow- fuck. my head...” he whined and put his hand on his head. “fuck, i feel so... shitty. ow...” he said quietly. “yeah... n-now that you said that, it kinda hurts to breathe. what the hell happened?” i asked, furrowing my eyebrows. “g-gas leak-” he said but got cut off with a cough. “what?” i asked, obviously confused. “th-the floor leaks gas. w-we gotta get-” cough- “out.” he whispered. i nodded. “alright. lean on me, let’s get out.” i said and helped him up. he leaned on me and relaxed slightly. i felt a little twinge in my heart. i bit my lip and walked to the door just to be pushed out by that... that thing. “fuck!” i shouted. d was terrified. he looked up at me with fear in his eyes.

i looked to the right and noticed a crack in the wall. i quickly walked over there and grabbed the hammer. i banged aggressively until it opened up enough. “hey, d. i’m gonna carry you on my back. that’ll be easier.” i said quickly. he nodded and i put him on my back, making sure he wouldn’t fall. he leaned on me so that was helpful. i ran to the room that was next door. and looked around. i could hear the monster out in the hallway. “fuck, can’t go that way.” i said and sighed. i went to some other doors that went to the reference room. they were stuck shut. i noticed a crowbar on the ground. how convenient. i pried open the doors and quickly walked in. it was an elevator. it didn’t work though. i saw a ladder and climbed it. we got up and i pried the door open again. i set d down and he immediately collapsed. he was exhausted. i was panting heavily. it felt so good to breathe air that didn’t hurt. i looked at d and sat down next to him.

“d! you okay?” i asked and looked at him. he was still a bit pale. he didn’t answer. i sighed. “lemme get you to the infirmary.” i said and picked him up. i walked to the infirmary and set him down on the bed.
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i gasped as i woke up. i sat up quickly and looked around. i frowned and groaned loudly. i kept having dreams about d and how we had first met. i felt like an idiot not getting his contact info.

i groaned and checked the time. it was around 11:30 am. i decided to get up. i made a bowl of cereal and sat down. i had an idea while eating. he said he would try the bar exam again. i know it was a stupid idea but i could call and ask where d lives. i doubt they would tell me but you know. it’s worth a try.

i finished my breakfast and pulled my phone out. i called the law school and waited for them to pick up. they picked up pretty quickly. i listened to the receptionist talk about the school about before ending it with “how may i help you?” i bit my bottom lip. “uh, this might be a weird question but do you know where d lives?” i asked and bit my bottom lip. “d..? oh, yeah, aiden. i do but can i get a reason?” they said in a chirpy voice. “i’m an old friend and he moved since last time we met and my phone got crushed and i don’t remember his number by heart so i thought it would be best to call you guys and ask.” i said and chuckled quietly. the person on the other side sighed quietly. “sure. only because you sound sincere.” they said and gave me his address. i wrote it down and thanked them before hanging up.

i decided i would come over in a few hours to get ready. i wanted to look at least a bit good. i sighed and then cracked up when i remembered what the receptionist said. “his name is fucking aiden? i’m gonna stick with calling him d.” i said to myself and started to laugh.

i stopped laughing and decided to take a shower. i went into the bathroom and turned the water on. i made sure it was a good temperature before stripping and stepping in. i washed my body then my hair. i decided to use conditioner to make my hair look extra fluffy. i never bought it but shirley had left some behind. god, i despised her. i apparently wasn’t the only one she cheated on too. it sucks.

i sighed and rinsed it out after letting it sit for awhile. i got out and dried off. i blow-dried my hair and smiled. my hair looked nice and fluffy. for whatever reason, that kid fluffy came to mind. i wonder if he ever found his mom. or if he got sent to an adoption center. he seemed like a nice kid. hopefully he will or has gotten adopted.

i got dressed and put on deodorant and my green tea scented perfume. i looked at myself in the mirror and decided i looked good. i sighed happily. i was ready. i put on my shoes and walked out the door.