Muahaha! I have an evil twist that no one will see coming! -rubs hands- Muahaha! Thanks for the reviews, guys. -huggles- I'm not the most interactive author, I know, but I do read all of 'em and they make me feel warm and fuzzy. Even when i get flamed, at least people care enough to send one in xD.
I mean, it would be luffly if everyone that read the story reviewed, cuz then I'd have, like, at least a hundred. -consults page view chart thing- Yup, about a hundred.
So, yeah. I got lazy, and even though this chapter's been done since, like, and hour after I posted the last one, I got lazy and decided to wait a bit. -shrugs- Hope ya like it!
We stared into another's round eyes for a long time before I realized that it had been a dream, and that Ryan had tried to wake me from it. I must have been making some racket for him to look so scared.
Suddenly, I felt myself flush, and I looked away awkwardly.
"Erm, was I… erm, sleep…talking?" I asked, and he nodded. I gave a shaky, embarrassed laugh.
"So sorry." I muttered, trying to grin lightheartedly. It came out as more of a grimace.
He just shook his head softly, attempting a smile as well.
"What did I say?" I already knew the answer.
"'Blind. Over and over.'" Ryan said, and got to his feet. I followed, brushing off the seat of my jeans. Normally, I would have just let them stay dirty, but I had to look normal, right?
"Well." I cleared my throat, trying to sound brisk and composed, but I don't think it worked too well. "Erm, how did you sleep?"
He ignored my question, and touched my arm, giving me more needles.
"Should I take you home?" He asked. I stared at him for a moment, deliberating. It was over now. I didn't have anyone to play my parents, didn't have anyplace to call my home. Normal kids have houses, right?
And if I let on that I was homeless… well, I have no idea how that would have played out, but it would have required a lot of good improv on my part, and I was too tired to keep up a web of lies now.
"Yeah, that'd be good." I said lamely, giving up. We started down the trail, and I yawned widely. Ryan wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and I went pink.
It didn't occur to me that I hadn't told him where my 'home' was, and we were headed further into the park. I was simply lost in Ryan's warmth.
Soon enough, we were alone on the path, in the very heart of the park. I looked around, and there was no one anywhere near.
"Uh, where are we going-?" I asked, but Ryan went stiff suddenly, and I lurched forward awkwardly without him moving beside me.
I turned to stare at him, questioningly.
His eyes were stretched wide, fixed on a point off to my far right and his left.
I turned, instinctively slipping into a defensive stance with my arms shielding my front and my wings itching to snap out into their usual positions.
I almost snorted. A large sandy dog was galloping towards us, tongue flopping out behind its head.
I cracked up as Ryan sent me a frightened glance.
"It's just a- a dog!" I wheezed, grinning from ear to ear.
I turned back to the dog, which had sped up and was heading straight for me. I fearlessly got down on one knee with my arms outstretched.
"C'mere, boy!" I cooed.