Daydreams

Chapter 20

He ran a hand through his hair.

"I said a couple things." He shrugged as if it weren't a big deal.

"Dylan, this is not okay anymore. They keep getting worse and-" "Stop." He shook his head.

"Dylan you can't keep pushing this away."

"Yeah well the more pushing forward I do, the more I actually get pushed." He rolled his eyes.

My chest tightened.

"I just need a place to crash for the night." He sighed, looking at the floor.

"You know you always can come here. Where's Ellie?" "She's fine. Just me." He sat on the edge of my bed and stared straight ahead. "It's always just me."

Breathing. Breathing at times like this came manually not automatically.

"Come on." I whispered, moving over in my bed.

Dylan lifted his shirt above his head.

Dear God...

"Mind?" He asked as his hands were held at the button of his pants.

"Uh..." "Carter?" I looked up from his lower half and met his eyes.

He raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. Course." I nodded and mentally smacked myself.

He stripped off his pants and crawled into bed with me with only socks and plaid boxers on.

Dear God...

"Hey Carter?" He asked.

I turned to face him and hummed.

"Thanks."

I smiled.

"Anything."

*End of Flashback*

Okay point proven. If I were him I'd have a fear of memories too.

Ellie interrupted and ran in the room, tackling Dylan.

"Mommy said to go pick your dirty socks off the floor and wash your gym bag. I smelled it and it smells like your feet."

I burst out laughing.

"Dylan's feet do stink huh?"

He scoffed.

I leaned over on his arm and made my best weird face to Ellie.

"Why is your face so weird?"

This time it was Dylan's time to laugh.

"Well why are you so short?" I retorted. "Because I'm nine."

Well then. Kids are sassy these days.

I sighed and stretched out. This has been the longest weekend I've ever had. I mean on Saturday we went shopping for- oh my God! I totally forgot!

"Hey Dylan?" He looked over at me.

"I uh have to do something really quick but like I'll be back."

He nodded, looking confused.

I quickly climbed out the window and into my room somehow without dying.

I made sure to lock the window and shut the curtains.

Why am I feeling so nervous? Well probably because I haven't ever really wore this crap before.

I pulled out the two bags I had hidden in my closet.