Ronny Divonny

by Flaming Flamingo of Faggotry

I was doing it again, I know I shouldn't but it feels so good and as long as my parents don't know it's all good right? Yaoi, Languge, CrossD

2. I'm Ron just Ron

Stage 2-I'm Ron... just Ron.

How can this be happening? Can I really survive on my own? Why me? Why now?

I stayed in a state of shock for what seemed like forever, staring at the front door, it was the door I always dreaded seeing, the door I couldn't wait to leave whenever I got the chance. It was like the door to a prison; I always dreamed of being able to leave it behind and never come back to it.

Now I got my desire, my fantasy is fulfilled but the reality isn't as sweet as I thought it would be. With no phone, I can't tell Felix what just happened and I really want to go see him and hold him.

But I shouldn't unload my problems on him even though I know he can make it all better, I wish I could at least give him a message but he's probably asleep along with his mother.

And even if I did tell him what would happen? If they did something like confront my parents, they'd deny it and might say I ran away...what if the Rentons took me into their home? It'd be cool but no doubt I'd eventually run into my parents and they'd drag me back to their prison and beat me ...or worse.

What if they hurt Felix? I can't live knowing that I could be endangering the only love of my life..not to mention feeding another mouth is nothing easy, it's tough for any single mother to take care of their kid, let alone one that isn't even thiers. I can't do that to them, that's not what a good boyfriend does or a good person in general, I can't be a burden. They're too nice to do that too, they probably would make things up just so I would stay but they'd be suffering I know they would.

So to avoid any trouble I have to heed their words...I have to leave and it breaks my heart.

I slowly picked myself off the ground and walked away, deciding on where to go, Upperton or Lowerton.

I decided to go to Upperton since it seemed to have a lower crime rate than the others, Lowerton and Middleton. Not that, that, says that much, nothing really happens in Middleton either, though Lowerton is the one that's much more dangerous.

I've been to Upperton several times before, on Halloween; I've been to Lowerton too, but it's not as nice or clean. Not that it's perfect, I'm sure it has its flaws but I didn't see any on the Halloweens I spent there. Great candy bars that put the ones in Middleton to shame.

I started my long walk, after three miles my feet started to really hurt but I wasn't at Upperton yet, still had a few miles to go. A few more miles until my life Is completely over, I sighed as walked.

Eventually I made it to Upperton, now my goal was to find a nice play to sleep where I won't be endangered. I looked around but eventually had to sit somewhere and rest so I went to the Upperton park, it was a large park with trees and grass and mostly bugs but a few animals have been known to live in there.

When I got there the sun was coming up, usually I'm all for pulling all nighters but this is so not one of those times. I entered the park and looked around as I walked down the paved road, there were still light stands illuminating the road.

Soon I went off path, looking for a good place to sleep, one away from all the people and hopefully animals. I decided that a tree would the best protection from anything that could do serious damage.

Thanks to Camp Wannaweeep, I was easily able to climb up the tree, since I did it all the time to avoid the instructors.

I went to a sturdy branch that could hold my weight and slept there, hanging on to it; hoping that I would not fall off.

I woke up, opening my eyes and being blinded by the sun, I raised my hand to cover my eyes and slowly process. I tried to sit up but the mere effort of moving an inch sent pain rushing throughout my back, even trying to turn over felt like a hundred stand to the back.

After a while of not moving at all, I could feel something under me, I used my arms to feel what it was. But with my current back issue I could reach to get a feel of it but I could elevate myself off the ground.

With blinded eyes, I used my arms and legs to move away from whatever was under me. I was glad that I could at least walk weirdly. I turned my head to see that I was on top of a branch.

So I figured that I not only fell out of the tree but I took a branch with me, guess I'll need to find a new place to sleep.

After an hour I was able to get but I had to hunch over, I grabbed the fallen branch and used it like a cane as I walked. My mission now is to find food, I don't know how though.

I could beg but that'll end up be humiliating; I could steal from a corner store... but if I get caught I'll get thrown in jail; I could collect floor money and hope to get enough for ..anything really.

That last option sounded best, now if I can bend or crouch without having pain shooting up my back then I'll be in business.

I walked around, looking for anything form of money, when the idea of bathing came to mind, guess if worse comes to worse I'll bathe at night in a fountain or something...well I guess it can't get much worse than this...

I walked throughout the park, looking and feeling like hell. As I walked I noticed a few people giving me looks, which didn't surprise me I'm sure they're just wondering: why the hell am I there with a tree branch but it's best not to pry into someone else's life style.

Every now and then I'd find some money and take it with me, though I usually just skidded it with my foot then waited until no one was looking to pick it up.

I wasn't even half way through the day and I already just wanted to give up, just lay down and hope someone kills me, I can't see my Felix ever again, I'm in a huge amount of pain and I don't even have enough money to go to the dollar store.

I hate this, I hate everything about this, I hate this stick, I hate this forest, I hate my life, I hate these people and I hate my fucking parents! This is bullshit I'm a good person! I don't deserve this!

I sat at the bottom of a tree, off path, just getting angrier and angrier until I just started crying. I wanted to go home so bad, even if they still hated me, I just need some where remotely safe and where people won't stare or try their best to not look at me.

I'll endure the hateful banter, I'll take care of them if they fall ill, I'll even do all their chores; just someone please take me away from this goddamn forest.

I didn't do anything productive for the rest of the day, it was just too embarrassing having people staring at me like that, even though we all do that or we avoid looking entirely. Though being on the receiving end for the first real time, was not something I can get use to.

I sighed as night began, I was so hungry, I did one more thing and that was the most embarrassing. No one was around or so I hope, I made my way to the trash can and held my breath and tried to look away as I only went for things on the top layers.

I pulled out a half eaten sandwich, I shook it off and held my breath, it in itself wasn't that bad looking everything was... ok but just the idea was so sickening..but it's this or nothing because I am not doing this unless I really really have to.

I closed my eyes and shoved the partially eaten sandwich down my mouth, I don't even think I chewed, I didn't care enough to think about it.

I didn't even want to know what it tasted like, I had something... editable in my stomach and I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

I went back to the trees, hoping to god I won't get sick or anything and laid down on the ground. I didn't want to think about what I just did but it was the only thing I could think about.

It sickened me, it was revolting and I can't believe I did that. I felt disgusted, but I swallowed it. To get my mind off of that, I decided to think about Felix and the times we shared. It made me smile and I thought about the other things we could have done, like go ice skating or something like that.

I missed my Felix, he was so...so worth it, I wouldn't even mind being homeless if it meant that I could still see him, I wouldn't mind if I had to bathe in a fountain as long as we could still go on dates but that's not going to happen; no matter how much I want it too. I shouldn't dwell on it, it'll only make the hurt worse..

I tried to keep myself warm as the night was cooling everything down. As I huddled within myself I as so tried to go to sleep to make time pass quicker, both resulting in failure.

I was up all night, not crying or being furious no I was terrified out of my mind, every other minute I felt like something was watching me. I know I said I wanted to die, but if I coyote came up to me; teeth and all, I'd try to run..or climb a tree.

This night was worse than the previous, I was arching and scared didn't get any sleep, I looked as I felt, awful.

When day came again I cursed it, though the sun rise wasn't too bad I moved around to bit just to calm myself a bit; but the blinding bright light and the sound of chirping birds; everything looking so peachy; I hated it.

Well I was hungry again, I heard my stomach growl and clutched it. I really hope I don't ever have to do what I had to do ever again...but that's not very realistic, I mean I don't have any money and I look like hell, there's not many options for me.

Even if I tried to get a job they'd say no, and I could not blame them. If I was in charge I'd say no too, not to be mean but because of business and to avoid future complaints.

The only place I could think of that would give me a job would be the Bueno Nacho back home, but I have no idea how'd I'd get there. Guess I could take the bus, it'd take a while..could take the night shift?..what about my parents?

Do they even know about Bueno Nacho? I never told them, it was my safe heaven away from home before I met Felix. Is there even an opening? Would it really be worth it? Going back and forth? I would have a source of income I guess.. would it be in paper?

But it's better than nothing, not many people can actually have a chance like this guess I'll go tomorrow and at least try.

Well tomorrow became today and I tried my best to look like I was normal, before finding a bus stop that I recognized and snuck on it in the back. I rode it all the way down to Middleton. I hopped off and made my way to Bueno Nacho.

I trended carefully but quickly, not wanting to be seen by many people, not just my parents but anyone I knew. I approached my favorite store and looked inside, it was pretty empty so I went in. I saw Ned behind the counter and looking a bit bored so I went over to him but stayed a few cautionary steps away.

"Hey uh Ned.." I tried to smile as he glanced up at me.

"R-Ron? I'm surprised I haven't seen you more often. Have you been living under a rock?"

"Uhh feels like it, well let's just say I really need a job."

"...well alright since because your my best customer and I'm low on staff, not to mention business will probably pick up..."

"Sweet thanks Ned, mind if I go to the employee bathroom?"

"No it's in the back, there's a spare uniform hanging next to it, you can change in here too." I smiled happily and jumped over the counter and went to the employee bathroom, grabbing the extra uniform.

I stripped down and used the hand soap to lather up my body before using my hands to get the full effect. I washed every bit of my body before switching into the new uniform. I put on the white shoes, short sleeved shirt, and the green hat and a new set of brown pants.

I folded my clothes and put them under the sink then washed my hands again before heading out. I walked out, it felt nice to be in a fresh set of clothes. Since there was a slow crowd Ned told me the basics of what needed to be done. He also gave me the standard guide book, I didn't really want to read it but I guess if I'm really good at this I can get my own place right? Eventually?

I smiled as I got to work, mopping up and organizing the food on display. Well as the day went on more and more people came in, so I got to do some serious work. I actually enjoyed working there more than I initially thought, the people are nice and I like to cook.

I glanced up from the register to see Felix in the distance, I took a dive and hoped he didn't see me.

"What are you doing?...isn't that your friend?" Ned asked as he stood in front of me.

"Yeah but he can't know I'm here."

"Why?"

"It's uh personal and he can't know I'm here...please."

"...fine whatever, he'll probably see you anyway.." Ned stepped over me to the register and greeted my cute boyfriend."...Hello welcome to Bueno Nacho, how my I help you?"

"Hey there, I was wondering if you've seen my main man Ron? We've been here a few times together? You know tall blonde dude? Lean stature? With the cutest freckles?" I blushed slightly as I watched Ned like a hawk.

"Sorry haven't seen him since the last time he came with you." I let out a sigh as Ned kept my cover. "But I wouldn't worry too much, he's around, somewhere. You know it's spring break could be with other friends, maybe far away family members? Could be back next week."

"You have a point...and knowing his parents.."

"What about his parents?"

"It's nothing, I'm sure everything's fine..."

"Well how about you give me your number and I'll call you the next time I see him?"

"That's a great idea, thanks-"

"Ned."

"Ned.., thanks Ned." I watched as the two shared info, catching a glimpse of Felix's smiling face, but then I frowned as I remembered that I couldn't be with him.

"There, the first sight of him I'll give you a call, but how long has he been missing?"

"Not that long, a day, but he hasn't returned any of my texts or calls, next I'm gonna go to his house, I think a day is long enough to wait right? We don't live that far apart, a few blocks.."

"Sure I don't see why not? But has things been ok with you two?"

"Of course, I love Ron, and I'm pretty sure he loves me~" So brave to declare his love for me, he is the perfect boyfriend.

"That's good to know, though I wish I could help you more but there's food if you're hungry. You're always a welcomed guest, do you want anything to eat?"

"Hmmm yeah I guess, can I have three tacos with extra cheese and extra nachos?"

"Of course, far here or to go?"

"To go please."

"Alright that'll be 7.50 please."

"Kay.." I stared strategy ahead, I tried to get myself back in working mode, but seeing him, reminded me of what has been and what can no longer be. I thought being kicked out was bad, living in the park and knowing that I couldn't return was as low as I could get. I prayed that I could see Felix again, that I'd give it my everything for it but now he's here, being his perfect self and it's tearing me apart.

I can pray that being with him will change everything but it won't, nothing will, well not for the better.

Ned went about his business as I tried not to cry, it felt so real; it all felt real all of it but it was just so... much now than it was before...

I turned around and poked my head above counter being hidden by the taco display box. My eyes watered, for two reasons, one being that the heat from the display was burning my eyes and two that I felt my heart breaking as I watched Felix.

I closed my eyes as I slid down, laying on the floor, I just listened. Ned finished Felix's meal then gave it to him. Felix rolled on, going on about his day, the doors opened and that was when Ned pulled me off the floor.

"Ron, Ron why are you crying crying?"

"My eyes are burning from sitting behind the taco display."

"Oh...well I'll get you a wet paper towel, but we should talk about you and Felix after our shift ok?"

I nodded as I rubbed my eyes, Ned took my arm and into the bathroom. He wet a paper towel and dabbed my eyes.

"Better?"

"Yeah...thanks a lot Ned."

"Well you're my employee, I need you, but so does Felix...are you two ok?" I was given the wet towel as I opened my eyes.

"It's not..it's really...it's complicated." I said as I followed Ned out.

"Hmm well think you can still work?"

"Yeah just need a moment, thanks."

"This was not how I planned today would be, he really cares about you, you know."

"I know, he's my shinning knight." I blinked several times and was seeing clearly, I threw the wet paper towel away then went back to work, starting by mopping the floor.

Eventually, I got back into the flow, new costumers came and went, I gave them their food, taking turns with Ned. Though Felix never truly left my mind and every now and again he'd creep back and distract me for a while.

Soon it was time to go, I served anybody who was left then we closed up shop. Well nearly, we turned sat at a table with hardly any lights on. I grabbed a few tacos and nachos but didn't have the heart to make it into a naco.

"So what's going on with you?"-Ned said as I glanced up.

"I don't know..."

"Come on Ron, you always spent a great deal of time here and then you come here that new kid Felix, and then you come here looking like you spent the night in a barn. What is going on?"

"It's complicated."

"I have time to kill."

"It's personal.."

"I won't tell a soul."

"I don't know.."

"Ron, whatever it is, it can't be as bad as your imagination is making it."

"Well I uhh I got kicked out by my parents...they said I uh had to take care of myself, I can't, it's just, it's hard..."

"I can imagine, what about Felix? Why don't you want him to know that your here?"

"My par- it's just too embarrassing plus if I tell him he'll probably invite me to live with him..."

"And you're not ready for that?"

"Uh yeah and I'd be a total burden not to mention that I'd be with him cuz I have to not because I want to.."

"I see but what are you going to do? Does you have someplace to stay?"

"No but o was wondering something.."

"I do like the sound of this, if it's that you want to move in with me, I still live with my parents and there's no room."

"No I was wondering if I could live here.."

"Here? As in Bueno Nacho?"

"Yeah...well...I shouldn't...I really shouldn't...I'll get in major trouble if someone finds out.."

"Please Ned? I really have no place to go."

"Fine, I'm lowering your pay and we need some ground rules."

"I'm all ears."

"Number one, if you eat anything even a single nacho chip, I want you to log it down, I'll get you a notebook tomorrow, which means you'll have to man the register for a while."

"I can do that. I think."

"We'll practice that later, Number two, this place is to remain the exactly the same throughout a mess, if you throw a massive party, I don't want to smell what you have been drinking or see even the tiniest bit of what it was."

"You don't have to worry about that."

"That was just an example, one that's more realistic would be: if you have a taco or five or fifteen, I don't want to be able to tell, but if you do I will kill you, you have a max of five tacos, those things are expensive in a bunch. Also no cheese."

"What? That's outrageous!"

"No. Cheese."

"Ugh fine, no cheese...sadist." I laid my head down on the table, turning it to the side.

"And...that's covers it really, also might as well clean the bathrooms while you at it."

"Ugh but they can get so nasty, some people should know what to eat and what not to eat."

"I have a feeling I'll be saying something similar in the future."

"What's that supposed to mean."

"Means not to eat everything, try to sleep that way you won't get bored and gorge yourself." Ned said as he got up.

"Alright." I sat up and watched him head out.

"I'll leave unlocked this night but I'll give you a care, don't want anyone breaking in."

"The doors are made out of glass, someone with a rock can break in, does not even have to be a big one."

"..Goodnight Ron."

"Thanks for this Ned, it means a lot."

"No problem, so if Felix comes back tomorrow, you gonna tell him?"

"Absolutely not."

"Alright, but sooner or later you're gonna have to tell him."

"Later would be great."

"Uhuh, bye Ron."

"Bye Ned, thanks again, for everything."

"Don't worry about it." I waved as Ned left, the door closed behind him, leaving me alone with my thoughts and the food. I spent most of the night trying not to let my sadness taken over it eat all of the food but in a few sort hours, or what seemed like hours I had a few tacos...and a little cheese.

With warm food in my belly, and after cleaning any small mess I made, I fell asleep pretty easily not that the seats were that good but it was alright.

When I woke up, I was on a table; which I do not remember getting on top of, and Ned was checking behind the counter.

"Oh ugh, hey Ned." I said sluggishly.

"I can't believe you slept in the uniform, it's gonna be all wrinkled."

"Sorry Ned, I got really sleepy after I had a snack..."

"..what did you have?"

"Just two tacos or three."

"Or?"

"...five I was really hungry."

"It's fine, five is fine, you did only have five?"

"Yep then I slept like a log."

"Good to here now help me prep the restaurant."

"Got it..so what can I have for breakfast?"

"...a burrito, that should tide you over longer than five more tacos."

"Cool."

"But after you give this place a quick rub down."

"Gotcha."

I grabbed the mob but Ned said to just do the tables, so I grabbed the clean washcloth and gave all the tables a quick spit and shine. By the time I was done Ned had a nicely wrapped burrito, I smiled widely as I accepted it.

"I don't know how I'll ever repay you."

"By sticking to the rules and doing your best."

"I can do that."

"Alright once you're done we can practice with the register a few more-"

"Done."

"-Ron really you need to slow down when it comes to food, it's not healthy."

"Sorry...it was really good though."

"Well let's get to practicing."

Ned pretended to be a costumer and I pretended to be...well soon to be temporary cashier. I took his orders, gave him proper change, figured out the what the buttons do and actually made him an order, which is my favorite part.

After our little practice we restocked and prepared everything for our future costumers.

The wasn't as heavy as yesterday but it was pretty good, Ned left in the middle of the day while business was low to go get that notebook.

He didn't miss that much and I was actually hoping people didn't show up, in fear that I'd mess up. But people did show up and I think I did pretty well.

When Ned came back he had a backpack with him, which he put in the employee bathroom.

"I thought he were just gonna get me a notebook."

"Yeah but while I was at the mall, I decided to get you a few other things- Hello welcome to Bueno Nacho how may I help you?"

We didn't finish our discussion for a while, but once the flow slowed and the current costumers had their food, we continued.

"So as I was saying, what's which the back pack?"

"I got you a few...health care products.."

"Oh? Oh. Yeah thanks Ned." I blushed as I held myself, looking at the ground.

"Don't mention it, it was really a necessity anyway."

I didn't know what to say so I just turned to happy crowd.

"So uh how are things with you?"

"Oh pretty good, business is very nice so I don't have to worry about losing Bueno Nacho..and my personal is pretty good too."

"That's good to hear."

"You sure you're alright here? I mean getting your own place won't be easy..how old are you anyway?"

"uhh...17 to 18ish.."

"Huhh...cool but Yeah it's gonna take a long time on the salary here but I if you're happy here, we can make it work, figure this out somehow."

"You're awesome Ned." I smiled as I looked up at him.

"What? No, anyone would it." Ned blushes slightly as he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding my eyes.

"Seriously Ned, you're saving my life here, how can I ever repay you."

"Relax, it's what friends do."

"Hmm...I wonder what Felix is doing?"

"Hmm well he's looking for "someone", so the police...probably."

"Wait what?"

"Duh wouldn't you if he was missing?"

"...Yeah...oh god.."

"What's the big deal?"

"I'm uh nothing..."

"Rooonnn?" Ned looked at me suspiciously.

"It's nothing I swear..." I looked out to masses and begin to think. I can't stay here, the cops will probably be here and they've probably talked to my parents which they'll probably "return" me to. I can't stay here, and just when I had a place to stay and live and even work...

"Ron, come on tell me we're friends, what's really going on?"

"...it doesn't matter...I'm leaving.."

"What? But why?"

"If I stay here..I don't have a chance.."

"What does that mean?"

I didn't answer, I just went into the bathroom, I refuse to be dragged back to those horrible people. I sighed as I looked at my clothes, still dirty and smelly, I sighed again as I switched into them.

I folded the uniform and put it on top of the toilet, I grabbed the backpack, having one arm through it as I walked out. I stopped as I saw two cops talking to a nervous Ned, but all three looked at me a second later.

"Blonde hair, freckles, lean...you Ron Stoppable?"- one of the cops observing me.

"It's really just Ron but whatever." I glanced up, trying not to make a scene, for several reasons.

"Please come with us, your parents are worried sick about you as is your boyfriend."

"Felix? No doubt, my parents? Ha." I hugged Ned and thanked him for everything before walking with the cops.

"So care to tell us why you ran away? Not that you went that far." A cop opening the back door for criminals, I went in, folding my arms once I sat down.

"Uh my parents are from hell, probably the usual run away kid thing, not that you get that much." I glanced out the window, watching the scene fly by but not as fast as my life once I get home.

"They seemed nice and very caring."

"So can a serial killer...or a rapist."

"...oh...have they..touched you?"

"What? No." The thought began haunting me, what if they did? I felt so sick and disturbed on so many levels.

"That's good, have they hurt you or anything?"

"Not physically."

"Well why did you leave?"

"Why would anyone leave? Because they're unhappy or because they were kicked out."

"They kicked you out? Aren't you a little young for that?"

"How old are you?"-the other cop, who was driving.

"17 to 18."

"So..."

"17."

"Well I can see it but that's too young to be thrown out, I'm guessing you fight a lot with your folks?"-Cop in the passenger seat.

"Folks? Whatever, they do I just try to avoid them."

"I see, so tell us about your boyfriend."

"Why?" I stared at the cop, who was looking back at me.

"We what to know your relationship with him, from your perspective."

I sighed loudly, looking up then back to widow.

"In short, he's the best."

"So it's good?"

"...duh."

"Let's not get smart."

My mouth went to the side as I could've made an easy comeback, but chose not to.

"So why were you working at Bueno Nacho? When we asked your boyfriend, who told us that the manager said that you haven't been there."

"Question, if he said that why did you go?"

"Well he also said you loved the place, plus when cops ask the questions people sing a different tone. Though this is probably the quickest missing persons search in history."

"How is he?"

"Worried about you." I looked down, sighing; my parents can suck it but Felix, my Felix he doesn't deserve it or me.

I looked at the doors, wishing for a way out but there wasn't one, unless I had super powers to burst them down and fly away. Though I might not escape the cop car, I might be able to escape before my parents kill me.

"Hey can I ask a favor of you guys?"

"Uhh sure."

"If your not too busy with other stuff could you tell Felix that I'm on level 43?"

"What does that mean?"

"He'll know what it means."

"But we don't."

"That's the point."

"Ok...well..we're here. Come on we'll walk you in."

I stared at my old place or living, I frowned and crossed my arms, not moving. I didn't make any effort to get out of the car not when the door opened and not when they pulled me out.

"Come on it's not bad, they apologized for driving you away."

"To you, they apologized to you."

"Well don't worry, you'll be fine, we'll come back tomorrow to check up on you."

"Re-really?!" I looked up at the cop by the door, hope filled me, I might not die tonight, also this would be my only chance to escape. If I do manage to get away, I will never come back.

"Yeah your boyfriend and his mother both agreed that your parents were a little odd."

"That's putting it lightly." I started walking on my own, making the cop that was pulling me very thankful. I walk up to the door, fear started to build up, I went to make a step back but one of the cops was right behind.

The other cop knocked on the door and we waited.

"What happens if they're not here?"

"We'd take you down to the police station to hang out until they get home."

"Hmm." But then they'd come and pick me up, I don't want to be trapped in a car with them.

"What? You were overjoyed whe-"

The door opened revealing my mom, who locked her snake eyes on me, I could see every emotion she was having in that split second.

"My Ron! I'm soon glad you found him." She pulled me into a false hug, one I resisted whole heartedly.

"Let go you're choking me." I broke free from her passive aggressive hold. As I rubbed throats I looked up at the cops. "Would you like to stay for dinner?"

"Uuhhh."- the cops, exchanging a glance.

"H-h-honey they're busy people, with very busy things to do."-my mom, giving me a broad "hate you" smile.

"But mom as you always say, a good deed has to be rewarded, and what's better than nice hot meal? Right mother." I smiled back at her, with the words "fuck you" written all over it.

"That's very nice but we-"-cops

"Please stay, you looked into this yourself so who knows what could happen." I imitated my neck getting cut. "I mean in this town, being odd is something to look out for and be aware of but if you really can't stay for a quick bite I understand, guess I'll see you around or wait I actually probably won't."

"Ron get inside, you father will hit the wall once he sees you." I grumbled as I went inside still hearing some of the chit chat. "He has such an active imagination, always thinking we're out to get him, but that's ridiculous, we...love our son..." As she talked I checked out the kitchen as a possible escape exit, but no luck.

"Little hesitant there mom?" I said as I stood at the bottom of the stairs.

"Ron, it is very rude to ease drop."

"Mom, so is lying but there you go." I said turning around to see her head poked in the room a bit before returning to the cops.

"He just doesn't respect us, we just want what's best for him, like any good parent would. It's that so wrong?"

"They were two lies in that sentence." They're not good parents, kids don't get kicked out by good parents, well not at this age.

"Ron stop patronizing your mother." I gasped as I looked at the top of the stairs, him, I just wonder if- why not just say it?

"So are you gonna fake being nice until police leave or you just gotta grab that shot gun and blow my head off now?" The room was silent as I was half sas sand half serious. I watched the gears turn within his head. He started laughing, it was a good fake one.

"You say the craziest things, you can't let your imagination take hold of your mind son." My dad walked passed, pushing all his rage down to please the cops.

"Hmm then what about this one, why does an account need a gun in one of safest towns ever, you don't hunt or go skeet shooting."

"Oh Ron you just want all the attention don't you? We can't give you every second of everyday, we're human."-Mother, in a pitying voice, without anger. I don't have anything to combat that, the others can see that.

Damn she got me on that one, nothing I could say could beat that..

I cross my arms take a few steps up then look back at the cops at the doorway.

"You guys haven't forgotten your favor have you?"

"No, don't worry he'll know, have a good day, to all of you. We'll come inspect how everyone is tomorrow, have a good night." The cops waved and my wall of bravery crumbled to the floor; I ran upstairs into the closest door and slammed it closed.

I have to leave before they get here, I might be able to go out the front way but it's risky; could jump out a window but that'd make some noise and I'd end up injuring myself.

I went over to the current widow and looked out of it when the doors opened, I quickly turned around.

"Well you certainly wanted a scene didn't you."-Mom

"I specifically told you to never return and low and behold you are the biggest idiot in this whole town, but that's no surprise you nearly failed an all the classes you took."-Dad

"And why was that nonsense with a "favor"?"

"I'm not telling you." - I moved a bit back, touching the mirror.

"You listen here, we all can go into the car and drive away, I can toss your pansy ass anywhere I please or I could literally push you down those stairs."

"Once these cops go away for good, you're have a one way trip to hell, I bet Satan can't wait till he gets his hands on a creature like you."

It has dawned on me that I actually could probably just jump out this window, with the patio shader, I can just side down that and book it back to Upperton, where I won't even hear of a "missing boy report" well least not my own.

"Ron, Ron! Are you listening to us?"

"Huh? Oh no it's all white noise really."

"Ooo If it was just you and me I'd give you an attitude adjustment."

"Good parents try to find the problem and solve so everyone's happy. Bad parents find a problem and solve it so their happy."

"How dare you even think that we're could ever be bad parents."

"Out of the three of us who is the problem?"

"You are."Mom/ Dad without missing a beat.

"Uhuh, see people like you don't grow as people, especially not with common logic, that's what makes you bad parents. Now get out of my room there's nothing we want to say to each other."

"This isn't your room, this is our nursery."-mom

"Why do you have a nursery?"

"We adopting a baby, one who will be normal and wonderful."

"You can't control what people feel or become, plus regardless you'll just ruin it's life."

"How dare you speak to your mother like that."-Dad

"I was speaking to both of you. Not that it matters you're too stubborn to listen."

"Get out of this room you will go to your old room in the attic."

"Make me."

"Ron.."

"What I dare you then when the cops come tomorrow and asked what happened I'll say you abused me and then you'll go to jail."

"...don't tempt me."

"If you're worried about me destroying your little nursery, I wasn't planning on it, just leave me alone."

"If I find one-"

"Don't tempt me, old man. Just leave."

I heard my dad huff and boast about disrespect and the such, but I was just wanted to leave. I wonder what the cops will say when they find me nowhere to be found.

I continued to stare out of the window, wondering about how to break it without making too much noise. Then a new thought came to mind.

I walked out of the room and went to the main door.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna go see Felix, I'm sure he knows I'm back here anyway."

"You're not thinking of running off are you?"

"I don't need to, with cops around you'll be on your best behavior, I'll see you later tonight." I opened the door and walked out, calmly. I headed towards Felix's house but not really, once I was out of eyesight from my house I started to run.

I don't know how long I ran but I tried my best pushing myself fat more than in any gym class instructor had hoped to see.

I couldn't run all the way to Upperton but I was pretty sure I passed Felix's street a few blocks back, bit regardless I kept moving I couldn't stop not until I got to Upperton.

I was very happy and very exhausted by the time I actually reached Upperton and by that time I didn't even care about going back to the forest but I figured that if people went looking for me, they couldn't find me there. I dragged my heavy body to the national park once more and found a place behind a bush to collapse.

I instantly fell asleep and thankfully woke up without being hassled, though when I yawned, quite loudly, from behind the bush; I gave a guy a good scare. It was kinda funny but I felt kinda bad, my legs were pretty sore and felt like bricks so I was not about to walk all over the town.

I chuckled as I laid back down, stretching out and watching the clouds slowly move across blue sky. I kept my mind empty as I listened to the sounds around me, trying to distract myself from my sore legs.

It wasn't that bad, though I have no idea on what to do now. I can't go back, this time for real. I sighed as I had no ideas floating around, the smell of my clothes was getting to me and the pain in my legs were the nails in the coffin.

I slept as often as I could, hoping that no one would steal my backpack, which I used as a pillow. Before I knew it, it was getting dark; my legs felt a little bit better but I wasn't about to push it.

My stomach growled, very upset that it hasn't gotten anything to eat all day but I'll have to ignore it until tomorrow when I'll be feeling much more mobile. I sat up and stretched out my body.

Though now my problem was that I wasn't tired, it didn't matter how long I closed my eyes; my body didn't want to go to sleep. Not that I could have an easy rest anyway, it was better when I was afraid that someone would steal from me. However, now I'm worried that every rustle of leaves meant that something was gonna eat me.

I tried to keep myself calm, since most things that live here are completely docile, I should be fine. Most animals here have no interest with involving themselves with humans unless they have food but that's just the birds.

I opened up the backpack and looked inside, I was surprised and glad to see a blanket was rolled up, I pulled it out and wrapped myself in. Now I wish I had some food, should've eaten before I left.

Well I know what I'm not gonna do, but then again I'm can't do much yet even though my legs feel a bit better. I sighted, lowering my head as I hoped I could survive the night.

Though I did, I didn't feel any better I began thinking about the cops back in Middleton; what if they had the cops of here look for me too? I'd be screwed and I wouldn't be able to escape a second time. They might patrol the house throughout the night and my parents certainly won't let me out if their sight again.

Where would the police look? Well probably the vast area of trees since it's a perfect place to hide in. Probably alley ways too, any place a kid could go or a boy...well as much as I would love to put on a major switcheroo; I don't have any resources at my disposal.

I looked around as the sun illuminated the national park. I tried bending my legs but got quite the welcome from a charley horse.

It took its sweet time leaving but I could be happier when it did. I rubbed my legs, still sore and apparently stiff. The muscle cramp didn't help either, but now I guess they felt much better compared to that gift from hell.

I turned over then tried to get up, it caused pain to shoot through my legs but I figured it was them reluctantly getting back into swing of things. I slowly rose to my feet, whining and trying not to call it quits.

The fact that I didn't immediately fall to my knees made me smile, on the inside. I took a look around, there weren't any sighs of people, and I was pretty close to the entrance.

I slowly bent over to pick up my backpack, keeping one hand on the blanket around my body. I grabbed it and walked deeper into the forest, which could result in me getting mauled by a stray fox or something.

I glanced around, trying to see if anyone has spotted me, thankfully no one did. I looked at the forest all around me, it felt dense and unending but I'm sure it was just a few feet away from a city street or something.

I couldn't walk that much more, so I took a quick look around, making sure there wasn't any sign of animals.

I sat at the foot of a tree, letting my legs rest but keeping bent so if I need to get up it won't be that hard.

I used the bag Ned so generously bought me, to support my back, it didn't hurt I just didn't trust the tree, a bug could crawl down my shirt and bite me.

I shivered at the thought, I don't think there's any poisonous bugs around here but still, it might lay its eggs in me that way. I looked up at the shade giving tree, I couldn't see any sigh of bugs in it, but that doesn't mean anything.

I'm probably just being paranoid; I mean bugs can't kill people and even if they could they'd be on really really faraway islands.

This place probably just has ants and stuff. I exhaled slowly gathering my wits so I can think clearly. However, all that came to mind was trying to figure be a nice place to eat, only if the cops could've arrived like a week later, least then I'd have some many, could buy a donut or a slice of pizza or a sandwich with water.

Speaking of water, I could go to a restaurant and pretend to be part of a group and just, slowly, snack on the free food. But that probably won't work...

I had to stop thinking of food it wasn't helping. I watched the clouds slowly glide across the sky along with planes and birds.

The day was nice, it was fine; I had to stay in a small area in fear of getting coauthor by anything and besides the unbearable hunger, everything was fine. Not great, not the best but fine.

Night rolled in, a cold breeze was my only warning but it was ok, the blanket I had was pretty good at keeping me warm.

Though in what felt like the dead of night, I saw lights in the distance. I thought I was going crazy but there they were round lights floating around, there were at least six. I didn't think much of it, I hadn't eaten so I'm probably imaging it.

Or, or, or, those could be the lights of cops...I'm fucked if those of cops, I'm so not going back to that hell hole, never ever ever.

I got up, with my bag in hand and fled, I could run but I had a steady pace as I aimed to get out of this jungle of a park. I tried to watch my step I didn't want to trip not in my condition, luckily I did find the ease of the park but it was gated.

I was never good at climbing but then again I never had this kind of motivation, with my backpack over my shoulders, I gripped the bars. Then I put my foot on one the slid my hands up one by one, slowly but surely scaling this 6 foot gate.

Unfortunately, my landing wasn't as epic, once I reached the top and swung my foot over, I fell off. I landed on my back, nothing too serious but it stung for the time being. Neverless, I got up and headed for an alleyway, one that was kinda out of the way.

I kept myself on guard, watching for any signs of coppers, I'm sure they're looking for me, I could be wrong but I'm probably not. I mean the cops of Middleton probably called Upperton and Lowerton asking them to send out a small search party for a missing kid.

I kept moving trying to stay out of the light but there were light posts on every street corner. I haven't seen any good alleys yet but as long as I don't see any cops I'll be fine.

I dragged my pack along the floor it's gotten too heavy to carry on my shoulder. I found an alley with a dumpster in it so I hid on the other side of that. I closed my eyes, I was tired and hungry, when my stomach growled I felt bad that o couldn't feed it anything. I rested on my side. With my lumpy backpack as a pillow and exhaustion knocking on my door, I slept rather instantly.

I was abruptly awoken by someone violently shaking me. I let out a panicked squeal before I could register anything.

The person stopped shaking me and my eyes stopped rattling around. I blinked a few times trying to make out the being before me, hoping that it wasn't a cop. Luckily it wasn't it was just some kid, a kinda dirty kid.

He had a black mohawk, with a green shirt and brown pants, he was like a darker asian with his particular skin tone but he could've been latino for all I know.

"What? Who are you?"

"I'm Gil, you're on my turf."

"You're what? You don't own the streets let alone an actual alleyway."

"Do to." Gil pulled out a small switch blade and put it to my cheek. "And I dare you to say that again."

"Fine fine you own the streets.. whatever, I'll just go then."

"Oh no you gotta pay rent for staying the night."

"I don't have any money."

"Uhuh what's in the bag?"

"Stuff."

"What kind of stuff?"

"I don't know just stuff."

"Any food?"

"Unfortunately no."

"Hand it over."

"What?"

"Hand. It. Over."

"Fine." I threw the backpack to Gil and he opened it, throwing the contents out.

"There's nothing in here!"

"Yeah..just stuff."

"Who runs away and doesn't bring anything? You're an idiot!"

"Am not, I didn't run away, I was kicked out."

"Cry me a river, I ran away." Gil sounded so proud of himself, if I didn't hate that I met him before I certainly did now.

"And how's that going?"

"...shut up...here's your stupid bag back." Gil threw the nearly empty backpack at me, which I caught.

"...so how long have you been out here? On the streets?.."

"A month or two, kind lose track of time after a while."

"How do you survive? I've been out here for like a two days, I hate it I can't find anything to eat."

"Really? I'm sure you have your just too proud to do it. Dumbass."

"...its gross, I have standards..."

"Yeah well you're gonna have to throw those out of the window, your homeless now you have to do more than just lower your standards blonde. For starters, you belong to me now. You're my bitch now."

"What? Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I need someone like you, big and distracting."

"I don't like where this is going..."

"We're going rob a corner store-"

"Oh god." Why me? What did I do? From crazy parents to this wackjob. Was I murderer in a past life? The fuck did I do!? But whatever it was can it please not end with this guy?

"-you are gonna distract the cashier while I steal their food. If you do a good job maybe I'll give some to you, maybe."

"..should've stayed in the forest..."

"Maybe if you're good, stay loyal, I'll even give you the D~"

"Huh? The what? What happened to the corner store?" I don't even want to know what this D is, not with this creepy guy.

"Hmmm...later today you're go into a corner and talk to the one in charge ask them directions and shit while I sneak in and fill my pants with snacks."

"...what if they don't know?"

"Then you ask other things stupid, just give me like five minutes."

"What about security systems?"

"It's a corner store not a bank."

"So?...they still have cameras..."

"Ugh just smile and don't sound stupid."

I sunk into the blanket around me, this is so not good. I'm so going to jail and then who knows what? I can't go to jail, I'm a good boy, who had so bad luck...all my life if we're going technical...but regardless I don't want to be called a thief the rest of my life...then again at this rate...it won't be that long of a life.

This Gil guy is gonna get me killed... I'll never see my Felix again...never know what would have been though I imagine it's just us in an apartment living together away from my parents and just being together. That would have been the best. But no instead I have to turn to a life of crime or this guy this kill me, lucky me.

I sighed as I stared at the ground, all my hope was seeping into the floor beneath me.

Well soon enough it was sunny again and Gil had the store picked out so I went in first, asking where the beach was then I guess Gil crept inside. He was skeptical of me at first but I wasn't exactly lying, I when I thought about it, going to the beach would be like a giant bath.

I kept talking to the cashier because he kept naming streets I didn't know but eventually I said my goodbyes and thanked him.

I met up with Gil and he made off with a lot more than I expected, luckily it wasn't all just junk food. We walked down the street, speeding up once we passed a few people.

I tried to keep my head but I just committed my first maybe crime, I'm so fucked more now than ever. If I get caught now, I'm going to jail I can't survive in jail, I'm not made for it mentally or physically and definitely not emotionally.

I don't want to go to jail, I'm just trying to survive, is that so wrong? Speaking of I can't believe that worked, but still I can't go to jail, I'm not sure what people do there but it's not for someone like me.

"Will you chill the fuck out, you're drawing attention."

"Sorry I never did anything like this..."

"Well here stuff you face with this." Gil handed me a candy bar, I eagerly took it and peeled off the wrapper, devouring in a blink of an eye, it was so good; and almost worth it. "Better?"

"Can I have another one?"

"Find but you can't have any more until tomorrow."

"Thats fine."

"Hmph. Whatever." Gil reached inside his pockets and gave me another one, which was also instantly gone; oh it felt so good to have something in my stomach. Oh it was a whole new type of relief; I just wish it wasn't on Illegal grounds.

We headed back to our alleyway, I was glad that it wasn't too far, didn't want to over use my legs they're just a little sore now. Bet if I take it easy today they'll be good as new tomorrow.

Well we made it with arousing too much suspicion, I went back to hiding behind the dumpster, glad to see my stuff was still there as Gil unwrapped a thick chocolate bar.

"So...how did you get here?"

"I told you, I ran away."

"Yeah ...but why?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"I don't know, might as well try to be friends right?"

"You're not my friend, you're my bitch, now shut up."

"Sorry for trying to be nice.." I turned my head, as I mumbled to myself.

"What?"

"Nothing."

The rest of the day went by very slow, Gil went off to do something, I can only imagine it was illegal, though that could just be the fact that I don't like him. Regardless I enjoyed the time he spent leaving me alone, it was like a slice of heaven, didn't have to worry about some weirdo pulling a knife out on me.

Though, eventually, he came back though he looked the same so if it was illegal it wasn't anything too violent.

"You were gone for a while...what were you doing?"

"Getting money."

"You didn't hurt any one did you?"

"Why do you care? You don't know them."

"Yeah but still."

"No they probably don't even know yet~"

"How can they not?"

"A good pick pocket is an undetected pick pocket."

"If you're so good why did you need me."

"I can't rob a store by myself, too difficult. I'd be found out instantly."

"I mean why'd you steal from a store if you're a good pick pocket?"

"Well I don't want to pay for everything and for fun. Anymore stupid questions?"

"Why'd you run away?"

"Ugh this shit again, I wanted to."

"Why?"

"My parents suck that's why."

"Oh...uh sorry to hear it."

"Whatever least they didn't kick me out...why'd you get booted?"

"Ummm uhh got into a fight."

"Really? Just one?"

"Uh yeah parents went ballistic, the principal's kid. Uh you know super serious about rules and junk."

"Well sucks to be you then. So what's your name?"

"Uhh I'm not sure I should tell you..."

"Why the hell not?! You know what, I don't care, keep your stupid name to yourself." Gil crossed his arms and glared at the people walking past the alley.

I would've felt bad but I don't know or trust this guy, he's a criminal and he enjoys it. Plus, if he gets caught, he'll rat me out instantly. I'm not going to prison, I can't...but I also don't wanna die..and this is kinda better than before...I have food kinda..but now I'm a criminal..is it better?

"What's with you?"

"Huh? It's nothing.."

"Tell me."

"Why do you even care?"

"Well did some thinking and I should know my pet slave."

"I'm neither one of those things-"

"Says you."

"And if you must know I thinking if I did the right thing..."

"You have to get over it, I've been one the streets for months it's not as bad if you know what you're doing and good at it."

"That doesn't make it right. There are better ways...aren't there?"

"Ehh well there was a homeless shelter..but it's not that great."

"How so?"

"It's not important."

"You say that about like everything."

"it did more harm than good and that's all I'm saying, it was a waste of time." Gil growled those words to me, he had a strong glare but it looked like he was hiding something but prying wasn't gonna get be anywhere and do I even want to know?

"okay..sorry for asking.."

"Whatever."

"Uhh umm so did you go to school?"

"Yeah..that's where I perfected my awesome skills, took a while but was totally worth the trouble." Was it really? Well guess you're still alive, so it's something...

"Oh...cool...have any friends?"

"Not really, I did my own thing."

"That pretty far with that." I mumbled to myself as I looked away.

"Oh so you did better than me? Where are your friends now?"

"...I don't have any..." Well one but I can't see him anymore, especially now, how could I even show him my face, plus it's only going downhill from here.

"So shut up, you're no better than me."

"Not a criminal.." I mumbled to myself. I really need to break away from this guy...things will not end well if I stay.

"What?"

"I never said I was."

"Hmm."

The sun was going down, it was getting dark, I curled up in my blanket. I glanced up to see Gil eying me. I glanced down at my only source of comfort and tighten my grip.

I didn't say anything, feeling like if it did it would only end badly so I looked around at nothing in particular but avoiding Gil's gaze.

Soon the streets were lit solely by street lamps, there was one nearby I watched the glow.

"Thinking of running away?"

"No, not really.." I said blandly, I really wasn't, I was just staring at the light with no thoughts or feelings whatsoever.

"Good...gimme your blanket."

"No."

"What?"

"...no, it's mine..." I said a bit more nervously as I looked at Gil.

"Don't make me take it from you, I will." I didn't say anything, I thought to myself and soon let out a sigh. I stripped myself of my blanket, feeling the full effects of the cold once more. I tossed him the blanket.

I huddled with the back pack, I guess the dumpster blocked most of the breeze, guess Gil was more cold than me but whatever, I'll get it back tomorrow.

"If you wanted one way didn't you steal one?"

"I'm not gonna steal from other homeless people, that's just mean, I mean it's hard enough trying to survive without someone stealing my shit. I have standards, you know." Gil said as he was all curled up in my blanket. Well guess he's not all bad..what am I gonna do? Just live with him until I get caught? Well unfortunately that's probably my best bet.

I sighed and leaned against the dumpster, now realizing just how bad it smelled but I had to suck it up, I closed my eyes. I was tired but I was testing Gil to see if he would steal anything else from me.

Though unfortunately I didn't last as long as I hoped, I slept with a criminal next to a dumpster, how could it get worse than that?

I had a dream, it's been a while since I last had one but guess that means I was overdue.

I was running down a dark hallway, no lights were on but I wasn't scared of that, I was scared of what I was running too, I didn't know what it was or why, but I knew it was bad.

I stopped and ran down a different hallway, hoping that it would lead to something different and for a few seconds I felt relief but then dread filled me again. Was it my parents? Was it an angry Felix? Was Gil? I couldn't answer any those questions.

I didn't even know where I was or why I was running, I just knew that o couldn't stop, I could be left alone in the darkness.

I woke up, pulling myself off the floor, I rubbed my face then slowly reprocessed everything. I sighed as I saw no sign of Gil, didn't know if that was a bad thing or good.

I sat up, everything seemed normal, nothing broken or stolen just a feeling hopelessness. But by now that should be my best friend.

I didn't leave the alley, there wasn't a point even if it was to go out looking for Gil, for some odd reason, I'd just get caught.

I just waited, ignoring my hunger and smell and the revolting situation of it all.

Eventually, Gil came back with a bucket of what looked like water.

"Umm what's with that?"

"You need a bath."

"I'm not getting undressed."

"Yeah I know just toss the bag and step away from the dumpster, though it probably smells better than you."

I silently tossed my bag to the other side of the alley and scouted away from the dumpster. Gil walked over to me and poured the water over me, dousing me and my clothes.

Though not the best way to clean yourself, it worked, mostly. My hands were finally clean as was my face. Though the draw back was the wet clothes but I can get use to it.

"Uhh thanks I guess."

"Whatever I'm just sick of you smelling like a dead horse. You should probably take off your clothes though."

"Why?!"

"So dumbass you don't get sick, its already a high possitbility, you don't want to make it any higher. Here you can wrap yourself involved this." Gil grabbed the blanket off the floor then threw it at me.

I turned around, not wanting to give Gil any more of a show than I had to to. put the corners on my shoulders, so the blanket would cover my back side. I first took off my pants being very careful not to let the blanket slip.

Though I forgot to take off my shoes so I had to do that before anything else. I squares down and untied my shoes with one hand, so the other could keep the blanket in place.

I managed to take off my shoes then my pants but before I took of my shirt I wrapped my lower half in the blanket. I took off my shirt, hands free, then threw it on my pants. I wrapped my entire body with the blanket before turning back around.

I grabbed my shirt with one hand, then put it an inch away from my pants, then straightened out my pants so they would dry faster.

I sat a few inches down the wall, with my hips curved so legs layed on top of each other on the concrete floor. The blanket covered a lot but stopped at my knees, I was a bit more than unhappy; upset, cold and wet; definitely not a great mood to be in.

"Are you finally done?" I glanced up to see Gil over the entryway.

"Yeah...thanks for giving me privacy."

"Well I don't want to see you naked."

"I don't want you to either...so are we friends now?"

"Why do you want us to be friends?"

"I don't know...just going through a lot...in not a survivor like you."

"Hmmm fine we can be friends but you have to do what I say."

"Okay...as long as it's reasonable..I'm not killing anyone."

"You don't seem the type...what about pick pocketing?"

"I'm not the good at it..never done it before."

"Did you really get into a fight? You don't seem the violent type."

"...no I didn't but it's very personal... and I got kicked out for it so you can see why I'm keen on not telling anyone."

"Alright, fine guess that makes sense."

"So what do we do now?"

"Keep a low profile, try not to be spotted though we should move to the forest once the nightly patrol goes down."

"What are they looking for?"

"I don't know some missing kid from Middle field think I saw a newspaper like that earlier. I don't it's about you if you were kicked out."

"Eh heh...yeah."

"You think it you don't you? Why do you think everything revolves around you? There are other people in the world than you."

"I don't think I'm the center of the universe I'm just on edge...weren't you when you well you chose to leave." I didn't even put that much effort into explaining myself, what's the point?

I sat up, my knees closed and close o my chest as I rewrapped the blanket astound me, so it felt like the cloth was hugging me.

"I might...have done some reflecting but you deal with it, you can't change it."

"You could probably go back..."

"Maybe, but I'm doing better than most out here. I'm doing fine on my own."

"I guess...good for you." I wrapped my arms around my legs as I stared at the ground in front of my feet.

"Don't you dare cry, you have to deal with what life gives you, crying about wont put food on the table."

"I know..." I buried my head in my knees trying not to cry, but I could feel something inside. Despite my feels, I contained myself, barely, I just didn't want to cry in front Gil, I can a see a red flag wave proudly if this guy manages to comfort me enough to make me stop.

Gil was probably watching to see if I would at any moment but I held back, trying not to think of anything in particular no good times no bad ones just nothing. I probably won't be so lucky next time.

We stayed in silence while time passed, I didn't even move, eating wasn't on my mind, nothing was on my mind.

"Here, it's been like forever, you should eat something." I glanced up to see Gil handing me a some type of treat, I took silently before slowly unwrapping it.

It was some kind of chocolate bar, probably one of those that people on diets have so their not hungry as often. I took a bite out of it, it was and chewy. I took my time, I stared at the ground as I chewed. It was good, I gave a small sound of approval as I swallowed and took another bite.

"Your welcome."

"Mh." I kept my gaze to the floor, enjoying the small meal, but it was something, I guess.

Night soon fell, I threw the wrapper under the dumpster once I finished. Now I'm watching the sky, occasionally staring at the ground so my neck doesn't cramp up or something.

It was a dark cloudy night, the stars hid behind them but the moon could often be seen now and then.

I fell asleep, I dreamt of darkness, a never ending darkness that only ended when I woke up. I was on my side, still wrapped in the blanket. I lazily sat up, checking to see if Gil was around, he was across from me still sleeping.

I glanced over to see my clothes, I ran my hand over them unfortunately they were still damp. I sighed as I looked around, no sigh of anyone or anything coming out way.

The next few days were pretty much the same thing, I didn't do much but Gil and I talked, then he'd go off to do this thing and I ate later that night; I have no idea when he would eat.

Even after my first week with Gil, all the days ran together, the only real thing we did was move to a different alley, because the garage men came to thee jobs, kicking us out in the process. I followed Gil around, I did notice that there were more noticeably homeless people I more I looked around.

I never even thought there were homeless people in Upperton, it all seemed like a great big city and everyone seemed relatively happy. Then again I never went this way, I took the bus and went to were the suburbs were, cuz that's were a lot of the other trick or treaters were, not to mention all the candy.

Those were better times I thought to my self as I was sharing an alleyway with several other unfortunate souls, though I didn't like the way they were looking at me. I couldn't tell what they were thinking which what really scared me.

I didn't know if they wanted to by my friend or kill they gave me no sighs. Not to mention that Gil wasn't helping in the slightest he just kept to himself and didn't bother anyone.

I know better to judge people that I don't even know solely based on appearances alone but I can't help but feel like their want to do harm to me. That's probably not even true, I'm just a new face, like a new kid to this broken school for the screwed over.

I just want to go, just get up and leave but I can't; Gil will probably stop me and I might be unintentionally hurting these people's feelings.

Over the next two week, Gil and I committed two more crimes on corner stores, the third time the guy caught on far more quicker than I guessed so we had to bolt out of there.

Gil suggested we also get food for our new "friends" I didn't protest but did say I was concerned about getting caught.

That last time was like getting hit with a car, it changed how I looked at Gil and especially myself. I quit, I went along with Gil, then ran off about an hour after he fell asleep, I went back to the park, sneaky into the bushes and making my way deeper inside it.

I had to leave my blanket, for Gil, as a small token of appreciation but I didn't take any food, mostly cuz I didn't know where he hid it. In fact, I haven't eaten at all, I usually eat at night but Gil forgot to give me something to eat and I was too scared to ask.

I hardly slept that night, fearing that Gil would find me and try to drag me back. Though I didn't see him all night just the occasional ray of light from the flashlight wielding patrol. I guess with the recent events they're being more vigilant.

The next day was basically the same as the last times I was in, except I kept a lower profile, I hardly got up least around people. I kept my distance and even climbed a tree when I though some one was headed my way, I didn't check out of fear that if they say my face they'd take me away.

When night fell I came down and a thought entered my mind that never did before.

Maybe my parents were right...

But that can't be, can it?...look at Gil, he ran away but he's a very bad kid.. I got kicked out..maybe I'm worse.. Maybe I deserve this...parents are supposed to look out for their kids but maybe I'm just to proud, too full of myself to see that I was shouldn't have done what I did.

Sure it felt great but Gil always seems to be smiling when he's committed a crime, so just because it may feel great doesn't actually mean it's good.

What was I thinking, if I was just a normal kid this would've have happened, I might even still be with Felix with my parents' blessing. They would have loved me, they never really thought that being gay was anything major then again it was probably because I was sick.

It's not my fault, is it?

I kept thinking until I started to cry, I wondered if I returned to my parents' home and promised to change if they believe me. I figured they wouldn't because I'm not normal, and I never will. Why did this have to happen to me or anyone else why can't we all just be mostly the same?

Though I suppose some people, if they are any like me, which I doubt, they probably have better lives than mine. I sighed as I slowly climbed down from the tree, leaning against it as my tears rained down my cheeks.

I wish I could've stopped the flow but I couldn't, I fell to my knees. My fingers dug into the tree as my tears watered it. I cried and cried, by the time I finally stopped and for good, the sun was coming up.

My eyes felt so sore and I was so tired, I hid behind the tree and fell asleep. I woke up, and hating it I kinda wished I was mauled in my sleep, just take the pain and suffering away.

As I sat at the foot of the tree I began to wonder what I was living for, it was just to finally leave my awf- my parents but then it was all about Felix, my treasure my everything but now, I have nothing and can't get anything. So what really is the point? Just to starve, slowly waste away into nothingness? Can't it just end now?

Though I even wondered about how to end it myself but I don't have it in me to actually do it, if I couldn't when I had to face my parents with no support, I definitely can't do it now.

The next night I just walked around the park, not wanting to be caught but not caring at the same time. I wondered about if I should go back on the streets at night, avoid the city lights but maybe hide in a place no one will suspect.

Though this third night, hunger was getting to me but I decided that it was better to suffer than feeling nothing. This night I spent in the city, keeping my distance from the actual streets, going into alleyways that lend to other alleyways. Eventually as sun broke out I returned to my hiding spot to sleep.

This is my life now...and I guess I deserve it...

To be continued...