Runaway
Thanks to Cat of Darkness, Angel-White-Wings, kitty kat, RikuNghts, CLOud, Fallen angel of Darkness, Xiao, Minamotogirl, Princess of Mirrors, and Rinoki Rio!
Angel-White-Wings: Why is everyone suddenly changing their names?! Are they doing this just to CONFUSE me?! AHGHHH!...Um, yes, anyway, he's bleeding because of the thing the man threw at him. Whoot. I likey your idea. I SHALL STEAL IT! WHEE HEE HEE! ...Um...anyway....the moment I read your idea I got a great... (I'm trying not to say this word three times in a row but oh well) idea on how to make an idea of mine go along with that. o0;; That made no sense.
CLOud: I know! I can beat Riku's dad with...THE UGLY STICK! Riku's dad: Nuuuu!
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Update: I changed my name! TEEHEEHEE! get shot
Yep, this is definitely an old restaurant... I hear the second policeman cuss as he walks out with the first and they slam the door behind them. It looks like we're safe for now...
"Riku?" I say quietly "Should we go now?" Is he even listening to me? "Riku? ...Riku?" He won't look at me. He won't talk to me. He won't do anything. "Riku!" I say loudly enough for him to snap back to reality. I put my hand on his shoulder and he jumps and turns to look at me.
"What?" He snaps.
"Are you okay?" Nothing."...fine..." What am I thinking? Of course he's not okay. And he's never going to admit to me that he needs help because that's just the way he is. I really can't help feeling so sorry for him and how he's become. I mean, he wasn't always like this, he couldn't have been. There must have been a point in his life where he wasn't so miserable like this. Maybe... I wish I were there when he was growing up, I know that I could have at least done something to make him happier. We could have been friends. Unless... unless he's never trusted anyone ever no matter what..?...
He thinks he can't trust anyone. He thinks we're all bad and trying to hurt him, doesn't he? I'm going to change all that. No matter what, he's going to learn to trust me.
"Riku, the police are gone now. We should rest for a while." Riku shakes his head and gets up to start walking. He looks like he's going to be sick. "Riku, this is stupid. We need to get some rest. YOU need some rest. Riku, I'm serious." He doesn't even look back at me. "Riku, cut it out! I know you can hear me and I'm sick of you pretending you can't! This is getting old Riku!" Riku keeps walking as he looks back at me.
"Huh?" He asks. I nearly fall over.
"You weren't listening to me?"
He looks forward again and mumbles more to himself than me: "I didn't hear you talking..."
"Riku..." There has to be something wrong with him. ...Health wise, I mean. I know there's already something wrong with him in other ways. "Riku," This is going to sound stupid. "Are you listening now? Can you hear me? I'm talking to you right now." He almost seems amused as he says:
"Of course I hear you."
"Good." I don't even know what to say anymore, so I make it up as I go along. " Riku, I care about you... a lot." The look on his face is priceless; he knows exactly where I'm going with this. "And, I'm not stupid-"
"...I never said you were..." The tone of his voice is cold and uncaring, even though it always is, it seems weird this time...
"Can I finish? Geez, Riku. I'm not clueless enough to just not know that there's something going on. What is it? You can't say it's nothing because you're lying. You're always lying. But you don't have to, please Riku, please. Just listen to me for once, I think that you're not resting enough after you've just been sick. The flu will come back and you can get really, really sick and we won't be able to go any further. I think that's what going on know, you're getting sick again and I know you're not stupid and you know all of this. But you're so stubborn! You can't...you can't get...used to having someone else around and one who cares for you so much! But Riku, if there's any reason you think you can't tell me if something's wrong I'm telling you now and again you can trust me!"I want to be a part of you life...I want to be someone you feel like you can talk to and tell when you feel sad...I'm not giving up on you Riku! Please understand!"
Riku stops in his tracks, nearly making me crash into him. I make my voice as quiet as I can without whispering as I say his name. "Riku?"
"..."He takes a deep breath as he starts talking. "I don't need you." His voice is quiet and dangerously low. I've never heard him sound so angry.
"W-what?"
"I don't need you to think you can take care of me like I'm some kind of ...weak little stray animal. I don't care about how much you think you care. I've never needed you. I'm sick of people like you. Trying to...pry their way into my life with their fake little concerns. I don't need you." He gets much louder as he says "I don't need anybody!"
Getting slightly angry I reply, "Quit acting like--"
"Like what?" He responds quickly, "I'm not acting. This is who I am..." No, it's not. It's not at all who he is. I saw what he was really like. The other night when he told me about his past...he seemed so vulnerable and so sad...but...that's who he is...or was."Riku?" He starts walking again. "Riku...listen, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to get into your life like that...I mean, we hardly know each other and too much has happened to you to just...let someone else into your life like this. I'm sorry." (I'm still going to try though. He will learn to like me.)
"You should be." He says, and leaves it at that. Well....I was expecting a bit more than that. Of course, this is Riku.
"So...everything's fine between us?" I ask, "We're cool?"He shrugs, "Yeah. Sure."
I can't help but smile "Great!" As we keep walking my smile fades and the further we go I know this isn't a restaurant, but what is it then?
"Riku? What is this place? I thought it was a restaurant but..." We walk around a few corners when Riku finally answers "It's just some dumpy motel. If we have to, we'll stay here for a while. We'll have somewhere to sleep for once. Just look out a window next time we pass one. It's going to rain tonight. Hard." I manage to glimpse out the boards stuck on the nearest window. It's black outside."Woah... Riku did you see how dark it is?! What time is it!?"
"Late afternoon I'd guess," He replies " Still hungry? We can eat now." Of course at that moment my stomach growls loudly.
"Erm...yeah...I am," I say, embarrassed. I hate when my stomach does that."Then we'll find a room we can break into."
"Break into--?" Before I finish my sentence he practically kicks down a door leading to a small room. "Ohh. Wow. Good job Riku."
"Come on."
Woah. Stepping into this room is like stepping into a black and white movie. There is no color at all in here. It's creepy and depressing. There's a broken lamp on a bedside table, the bed is against the wall, near a boarded-up window. When Riku sits on it something slips off the covers. I can't tell quite what it is. Riku picks it up and stares for a moment, completely puzzled when a look of shock takes over. I go and quietly sit next to him, trying to see what looks like a photo he's staring at. And right when I look, he pulls it away and shoves it deep into his pocket.
"Let's....let's just eat now."
"Okay!" When he gives me one of the burritos I unwrap the foil covering it and take a huge bite. It's so good...mostly because I'm so sick of fries and doughnuts. I finish in about five seconds, but Riku takes his time eating. I watch him closely, I don't know why, it's not like it's anything interesting...
"What?" He asks, annoyed. I shake my head. ...But I can't quit staring....
He finishes most of it before staring at the last third of his burrito. "You want it?" He asks "I'm not hungry." He nearly shoves it in my face as I say "Sure!" I take it and devour it in less than three seconds.
After a while I speak up again, "Riku? I'm sorry about what my mom said about you..."
"I know." He says sharply, now interested in the photos again.
"Really, she had no excuse... she was terrible. I'm really sorry."
"Look. It doesn't matter, I don't care. I'm used to being called those things."
"Of course..." Right now I'd do about anything to know what he's thinking right now. "Riku, can I see what you're holding?"
"No!" He replies quickly. "No..."
"What are you holding?" I try again, "Can you give me a hint?"
"Photo."
What? "Huh? It's a photo? Of who? Do you know?"
He says nothing. "I'm sorry if I upset you or anything, Riku." He slowly shakes his head. "So..." I think aloud "Hm..." Out of no where my stomach starts burning. I think, for once, I ate too much. "Oww..." I lay down on the bed and kick my legs a bit. Why doesn't the pain stoooppp....?? Riku just stares for a bit. Why isn't he helping!?
"Okay.." He starts "First, stop kicking your damned legs." I'll do whatever he says, he knows how to make the pain go away... "Lay down on your stomach...just rest. You'll be fine." ...It doesn't feel any better. At all. I grab his hand and squeeze it. Back when I was still at home I'd eat all the time but feel so awful afterwards. I was never able to stop that habit until Riku, because we can't eat too much because we don't have the money. My stomach still hurts. I'm such a wuss...heh...
ow...
Soon enough the pain dies away and Riku and I sit in silence, just listening to rain begin to fall.
"Riku, I need to tell you something..." I can't keep it in any longer or I'll explode. But I might lose his trust if I tell him what I feel... I LOVE you Riku! But... I can't say it. It won't come out. I'm making a mistake... And the way he's looking at me right now... "You know what? Nevermind. It wasn't that important anyway." Now he's looking at me as if he's deciding whether I really wanted him to know something or if I was just talking because I like the sound of my voice.
At least I didn't tell him though. It would've been the biggest mistake ever. It's just too soon isn't it? Riku's reaction would've been hilarious though...
By nightfall the rain gets louder and the wind starts blowing hard. The windows shake and it sounds like this place is just going to collapse on us. I hate storms. The building shakes as thunder booms loudly and lightning flashes, lighting the whole room up."Sounds like it's right above us..." Riku says "There's no use leaving, so we'll have to camp out here for the night." He pauses, "You stay in this room for the night; I'll be right next door."
"What?!" He's not staying with me? "Can't you stay in here? With me?" He gives me that 'You've got to be kidding' look. "Nevermind."
"Look, I'm only next door. Knock if you need me." He takes his stuff and leaves. I hear him kick the next door then slam it shut. I wish Riku were staying in here... Another crash of thunder interrupts my thoughts. I burrow under the covers and close my eyes. Another crash or thunder. More lightning. It rains harder and the wind howls. ...Did I just hear a door slam? It's Riku right? Please just let it be Riku..
"Riku?"
Silence. It's so loud...how would he hear me? Slowly I inch toward the door and put my face against it. I hear talking. It's not Riku.
"......not here...." A nervous voice."Where else...." An Angry voice
"Don't know where..."
"Dumb kid and...."
"...Where's ....other..."
"Check thi...room..."
It's the police. Oh my God. Please don't let Riku get caught. They're right next door. PLEASE don't let them catch Riku...
"Shi...we forgot..."
"We need the....."
"L...s...go..."
"I...s.. twelve....late...come later..."
"NO. ....Su...re"
I can hear them leave. That was too close.
"Riku!" I call out. Another lightning flash. "RIKU!!" That's it...I run out of the room and into Riku's, nearly tackling him on the bed. I put my arms around him and blurt out "I hate storms I hate being alone in storms I hate creepy hotels The police are coming Sleep with me!"
He pushes me off him. "Calm down, it's just a storm." He's not even calm. I can tell by the tone of his voice. "The police won't find us. Go back to your room, I'll be right there." Nodding, I obey.
Back in "my room" I wait for Riku. What's taking so long? The whole place is creaking as the wind gets louder and stronger. This place is just going to collapse. I know it. It's pitch black everywhere and the only light comes from the lightning bolts. I jump and near hit the ceiling as the door opens. It's the police?
"Okay. I'm here." Riku says. I let out a long breath.
"You scared me to death."
"We need to get some sleep." He lays down on the bed and at the moment the window shatters, the glass just missing him. I run over to him, "Are you okay?!" Riku runs his fingers through his hair.
"You're getting drenched." He points out. Of course I decide to stand right in front of the broken window.
"We need to move the bed. If the police are in here, or coming in here, we should move the bed against the door. Plus, we won't get wet that way. You need to help push the bed, come on."
"Right." He gets off and walks to the other side, and I do the same. The bed easily slides as we push it.
Riku pushes some pieces of broken glass off the bed lays down. "Take off your clothes before you get in bed."
...What? What!? "What?!" I nearly shriek (and right after that lightning flashes and thunder booms. Oh the irony of it all.)
"If you stay in your wet clothes you'll catch cold. They'll be dry by morning. ...You can keep your boxers on though."
"Right. Of course..." Not that I thought he meant anything else by that. Nope, not me...
He just stares at me while I strip off my shirt and pants. This is so humiliating. I crawl into the bed under the covers, while he remains above them. It's big enough for both of us to have some space, but I scoot real close to Riku anyway. The thunder gets even louder, as the wind and the rain do too and the lightning gets brighter, lighting up the entire room so I can see every detail. I hate storms.
I wrap my arms around Riku as we begin to hear the police again. But I feel so safe now... The police go right past us and into the room Riku was in before. We can't hear them at all after a while. Riku's arm wraps around me and I hug him tighter. This feels so right, like we're meant to be this way...
"Riku?" I say quietly, but so he can still hear me.
"Huh?"
"...Thank you."
"For what?"
"... ...Everything."
He looks at me for a second with a puzzled expression. "Whatever..." Thunder booms. Riku begins counting "One...two...three..." Thunder booms, cutting him off. "One...two...three...four..."
"Why are you counting?" I ask. He sighs.
"If you count you can tell how close the storm is. It's really close and will probably last all night... maybe most of the morning too, who knows? You just get to sleep." Riku sounds terrible. I think he's getting sick again....
And how can I sleep during this? Riku begins to shiver and pulls me closer, and I begin to toy with his hair a bit. He shudders, but doesn't say anything... Everything's going to be okay....
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Hmm. This wasn't exactly how I planned it, but I like it anyway. I guess the end could've been better but...anyway!!! I'm trying to update more often, and I do work on these when I have spare time at school. I'll be gone on Monday through Friday because I'm going to camp with my homeroom, math and two other classes. Also, my family's been really busy because we've been getting new carpeting, so, we're taking everything out of my room so be glad I updated before the computer had to go. Rejoice!
I have another story in the works (I probably won't end up posting it though) and some other ideas have been in my head for a while I might eventually work on. Luckily they'd only be One Shots so it wouldn't effect the updates of this and DesTaTi. I'm working on Insane Asylum in a minute, too.
R&R, you know the drill.