"I think...."

There was a few slams, startling them both.

"Fuck, get your clothes on he's back"

They scrambled out the bed and hurriedly threw their clothes back on, hiding the evidence of what was happening. Ryan ruffled up the bed how it was usually when no one was there, making Dallon sit on the floor. He got his backpack in a flash, spreading out random papers and binders. As soon as he sat down Ryan's father slammed the door open.

"Hey fa-ella.."

Ryan's dad quickly changed his language when he saw Dallon. Ryan cleared his throat, speaking with an unfrightened voice to hide his true fear.

"Hey dad, just working on a project"

Dallon knew that this was all an act, he's known for a while. Ryan was in a horrible household, and there was nothing more he wanted to do than take him out of it. "Hello, Dallon. How's it been?" George asked in a neighborly tone.

"Good, Mr. Ross"

An awkward silence rang through for a while.

"Well I'll let you boys continue your project"

Ryan let out a sigh of relief once his father had left. They could've both gotten in trouble, and the consequences wouldn't be too easy for them.

"What were you going to say earlier?" Dallon whispered to him, just in case. Ryan just shook his head. "Nothing"

Word count-226
Just making mini chapters before I go to sleep heheh
My eyes are going everywhere and it's just annoying bc it's hard to focus and typenfhfhhf