Ask Dallas Winston

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

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*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

*Johnny keeps sprinting so he's out of sight.*

*He follows.*

*He doesn't stop. He's breathing hard and his heart is pounding in his chest. Jeez, he has to stop smoking...*

*He's trying to keep up.*

*He doesn't stop. His legs, scalp and lungs burn.*

What ya runnin' for?

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

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*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

*Johnny keeps sprinting so he's out of sight.*

*He follows.*

*He doesn't stop. He's breathing hard and his heart is pounding in his chest. Jeez, he has to stop smoking...*

*He's trying to keep up.*

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

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*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

*Johnny keeps sprinting so he's out of sight.*

*He follows.*

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

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*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

/-/ @thewolfpackalpha /-/

*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

*Darry knocks.*

*Johnny tries to ignore it and doesn't answer again. He has a throbbing headache from the crying and pulling at his hair. He tries to block Darry out and tell his brain to calm down as memories start to come forward.*

Dally called.

...

Ya know he's worried, right?

*He doesn't respond, just flips off the door and takes some pain medication.*

Hey.

*He doesn't talk. The only sounds that are heard from Johnny's side of the door are his soft footsteps and the pill bottle as he moves it.*

Johnny, I'm sorry.

*Johnny puts the pills away and walks back to the bed to flop down and hold a pillow over his head to muffle the sound of Darry's voice.*

*Darry stays, quiet for a long time, just waiting.*

*Johnny doesn't move.*

*He knocks again.*

*Johnny ignores it and pushes the pillow more against his head.*

/-/ @thewolfpackalpha /-/

*No response.*

*He starts trying to break down the door, worried about Johnny's safety above all.*

*He panics and shoves himself under the bed where Darry couldn't see him.*

*He doesn't respond, staying quiet and absolutely silent and still. Go away go away go away-*

*He starts to walk towards the door.*

*Johnny freezes and isn't moving a muscle.*

*He leaves the room, standing outside, hidden from view.*

*Johnny doesn't move for a moment, scared and waiting to make sure he's left.*

*He waits.*

*Johnny eventually pokes his head out after a few minutes, thinking Darry's gone.*

*He's still waiting, not moving.*

*Johnny slowly crawls out and stands. He can't see Darry anywhere. Wait... Why would Darry leave the door open?..*

*Darry waits, still outside the door.*

*He cautiously steps towards the door to close it, a feeling of dread pooling in his gut like something was wrong about this situation.*

*Darry still waits, waiting to see if he comes out.*

*Johnny hesitantly grabs the handle to close the door.*

*Darry steps closer.*

*Johnny hears the step and freezes before slamming the door shut and scrambling back under the bed, heart pounding.*

*He tries the door.* I ain't meaning to scare you.

*He covers his ears and holds his breath, hidden from view.*

C'mon.

*He stays still, silent.*

I won't hurt you. Okay? There's nothin' in my hands, nothin' at all.

*He doesn't move. Why is he here, why is he here, why is he here?*

*He crouches by the bed.*

I'm askin' you to come home, kid.

*Johnny stays silent and doesn't move a muscle.*

Johnny?

*He doesn't respond, just wishing Darry wouldn't know he's there.*

*He curses himself internally but doesn't move, barely even breathing.*

I ain't hurting you.

*Johnny closes his eyes, trying his hardest to block Darry out.*

*He just waits.*

*Johnny doesn't make himself known in the slightest.*

*He waits, calmly.*

*Johnny's hands are still tightly clasped over his ears and he is completely still and quiet.*

What are you scared of?

*He doesn't respond.*

Johnny.

...

C'mon kid.

*no response. no movement.*

*He crawls under the bed.*

*He flinches and backs into the corner, breath catching.*

It's okay. *He makes sure Johnny can get out.*

*Johnny crawls out and bolts out the room, closing the door before Darry can react. He's running for his life down the stairs and out the building, wishing Dally never left.*

*Dally is right outside the building.* Hey hey hey, what's ya hurry?

What 'bout him?

He's wantin' ya to be safe, ya know how he is.

I- I dunno, I'm bouta kill myself, I can't stop it an' it's like my body 's controlled an' my brain can't stop it, I know imma do somethin...

What do ya need me to do?