Lost boys Chapter 10

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Dylan p.o.v

I stare at the staples on Danny's head while he sleeps by my side. Danny hates this new scar addition to his body. He hates all of his scars, but this one is quickly becoming the first one on his list of things about his body that he hates. Today he is getting the staples removed and some physio sessions to help him learn to walk again. I like watching Danny sleep against me now, I was so worried when he was in the coma and I couldn't comfort him. Even when he was awake in the hospital I was not really allowed to hug him like I wanted to. Like there have been times where Danny has had a bad memories and he has cried for comfort from them and the doctors around him wouldn't let us. It has had a deep effect on his mental health as he has been recovering.

He's had more nightmares and flashbacks which he has had no control or comfort from until he left the hospital last week. They wanted him to go to a rehab hospital, as that is what the usual thing for someone who has had a severe brain injury to do as their next step. It was better for Danny to just come straight back here, we could tell he had enough of being in a hospital now and he was not about to let himself get transferred to another one. He is almost well enough to go back to school as he has recovered from his injuries for the most part. They just want him walking unassisted first. Danny's stressed at the moment, his parents are on trial for what they have done for him this week and it's panicking him a bit.

I am sure the jury will reach a guilty verdict though, with all the evidence stacked against the parents it is hard not to come to that conclusion. Caleb is going on Danny's behalf and keeping the younger male updated. Later this week the jury will make their decision, they just need to hear both sides of the argument first. I think it is two days for each side because of how big the case actually is. Then the Friday is when the jury gets to go and make the decision to declare the parents not guilty or guilty. We could tell this was having a huge impact on Danny's mental health. Caleb told me that there was no way that they could postpone the trial anymore. We would have to get Danny through this as the little family we have made for ourselves.

"Today's gonna be tough for him isn't it?" George asks when he walks in, it is Tuesday morning and we don't have school this week. "It is, I wanna try help him not focus on the fact that it is day two of the trial today. Danny is walking for the first time today hopefully so I wanna focus more on that than the other stuff," I tell him, feeling like I can trust George to help me come up with a plan and not let Danny onto it because he would not want us to change our day for him. He is fiercely independent which is both a blessing and a curse for us. The curse part is that Danny does not like being taken care of after he thinks it is not necessary for it to continue any longer. He is getting to that point now if I am being honest.

I guess his parents have something to do with it because he has to look after himself more than a child should. "Yeah, we can make it a bit inconspicuous. I know Danny is nervous about having his staples out today and then he is having physio. I am sure we can convince Caleb to give us permission to take Danny to that frozen yogurt place to treat Danny. Caleb wouldn't disagree because it is a way to cheer Danny up. We know that Caleb is worried about the little dude because of what is going on," George explains, it was fair enough. Caleb is still around so we can ask him quietly without Danny hearing him. I kiss Danny on the top of his head and the little bear smiles at me in his sleep. I was worried that I woke him up, but we didn't.

Danny did wake up ten minutes later though. George had gone to talk to Caleb about our plans for after the appointments Danny has today. "Morning sweet bear," I tell him. He smiles at me and I kiss him on the cheeks. He keeps smiling and then kisses me on the lips. "Morning Dylan," he tells me, and I knew that he was a little too sleepy to come up with a nickname for me right at this moment. I am not really a guy who cares all that much about nicknames though. I give them to Danny so that he can experience some of the things he missed out on. I know he never really had loving nicknames while he was growing up until we showed up in his life. Now he has to learn how to be a teen like the rest of us.

"How are you feeling this morning Danny?" I ask him, hoping to take the conversation away from the trial if possible. He sighs and I hug him tightly. "The doctor appointments will end soon right?" he asks, sounding hopeful. I was glad that he decided to not mention the trial just yet. "Yeah, as soon as you can walk unassisted, they will stop until six months has passed," I tell him, not wanting to sugar coat it. He needs to know the truth about what happens after an injury. The six months will only be a check up to see how he is doing. George walks in and scoops Danny up which makes him laugh. "Morning George," Danny says, with a huge smile. I am happy now that I know that Danny is happy. I don't like a sad Danny.

Danny's sobs are hard to listen to now, they are filled with so much heartbreak. "Morning Danny, we will have a good day today I promise," George tells him. We can have frozen yogurt after the appointments. I am not sure when we will tell Danny that though. He spins Danny around again to make him laugh more. "Okay, I am holding you to that George," Danny says. Caleb is only allowed to take Danny to the appointments, and he can only stay for the staple removal because we know Danny will not like that one bit. Danny hates doctors who have to do things to him, one doctor he had was not the nicest. "You can hold me to that Danny, I don't mind," George tells him. I wanna keep Danny's happiness and confidence up.

The longer Danny is happy the better. I know now that Danny is going to cry when they take the staples out just out of fear. Caleb smiled when George carried Danny down into the dining room so we could all have breakfast. "Morning Danny, I am going to take you to both appointments, but I can only stay for one. Then I have given the three of you, permission to go have some fun for a while and I will come get you," he tells us. Danny's eyes lit up and I smiled. George was right, today is going to be a good day. It might have a rough start due to the appointments which Danny is not fond of, but it will be all fine afterwards. Danny won't be very upset for long though and Caleb will be okay comforting Danny.

Danny p.o.v

I don't want to go in the car, I really don't want to go into the car. Caleb notices and puts his hand on my back. "I know Danny, I know you don't want to get into the car. You just have to be with doctors for two hours and that is it for a while then," Caleb says, I have been practising learning how to walk at home, but the doctors need to see it to tick it off their list. They just want to make sure I am recovering properly. "I don't wanna go though. Why can't they take your word on me walking?" I ask him. I wasn't too fussed about the staples even though I am very nervous about it. I will be glad to have the metal out of my head apart from the metal plating which has now become my skull. "I wish Danny. This way we will make sure they won't bother us to make an appointment," Caleb tells me.

"Okay Caleb, I guess I don't really have a choice," I tell him, and he hugs me. I reluctantly climb into the car and then Dylan followed and shortly after George did too. "Don't worry Danny. It's not all doom and gloom today. We can go try out the frozen yogurt place you asked about," George says. I smile at them and then Dylan kisses me on the top of my head. I am really happy to go to the frozen yogurt place now. I think it will be good for me to go through the appointments like the brave man I should be and then treat myself afterwards. "It will be okay Danny. Dylan and George might be able to be in the room with you. No promises though they might just want me," Caleb explains. I get it though.

He was right, they only allowed him in the room. They have stopped George and Dylan from coming in. They say it is because of my anxiety and it is best for that if there are as few people in the room as possible. That was why there are only 4 people in here at the moment. Me and Caleb, and the doctor and the nurse who will be taking my staples out today. Then we are going to the next department for physio appointment. "Danny if you ever feel like you are too anxious at any point and you would like to stop just let me, the nurse or Caleb know and we will stop until you feel like you can carry on," he tells me. Which is something I appreciate a lot; no doctor has done this for me before really. It's nice to know that they are looking out for me like that.

I was brave and managed to get half of the staples out before I needed to stop for a moment. It wasn't that painful, it was uncomfortable, and I felt a little claustrophobic. "Well done Danny, keep taking deep breaths buddy. We can take five and carry on only when you are ready for it," the doctor says, which encourages me somewhat. I take a five minute break and then I feel like I am ready to have the rest of the staples removed. "Well done Danny, all finished now," he says, and I smile. It feels a little weird to not have the staples in anymore, but I am happy now that they are gone. I knew Caleb was proud before we even left the room. I am glad that I am not making anyone angry today, that is what I want.

George and Dylan both give me hugs when I walk out of the room with some assistance. I am getting there slowly, I just need to prove it to the physiotherapist that there is not much point in me having sessions with them because of how well I am doing at the moment. "Right off to physio then you three can enjoy being teenagers out and about. All I ask of you is to be respectful of those around you and try not to cause trouble," Caleb says as we walk to the next appointment. I know we are all gonna behave, we appreciate the chances that he is giving us. Not many boys in the home are trusted to go out on their own like this. "Danny and I will make sure that Dylan behaves don't worry Caleb," George says with a wink.

We know Dylan isn't really going to start any trouble, he will be more interested in keeping an eye on me and making sure I am both comfortable and safe. One fear I have is that my parents will break out because they are not in a maximum security prison while they are attending court. They are just in holding cells there. They will not be happy that they can't torment me from the docks or get to me in the same ways they are used to. I hope they rot in prison I really do. Soon we are at the appointment and I don't feel as nervous as I was last night. The doctor I just saw was really nice, so maybe the physiotherapist will be just as nice to me. Caleb is going to be there for definite. I know that one for sure.

It turns out she let George and Dylan come in the room too and let them show her that I could be assisted around if I was struggling and that I was going to be okay without extra support for now. Caleb promised that he would call and make an appointment if he felt that it was too difficult for me with walking. After that Caleb went off to go to court and we headed to the frozen yogurt place. Caleb was much happier about how the trial was going when he came back. I hope he is right about his predictions for the outcome of the case. I am glad that he is feeling more confident about the court case now. If he has faith, then it gives me hope that justice will be done for me even though I am not going to celebrate until Caleb comes home and says they are in prison for life.

2017 – Danny p.o.v

"I knew Matt wasn't really serious about being in the band," Jordon says, a lot of things have happened since we were in high school. My parents were locked up for life without parole for years of neglect and abuse against me. Aron got a pretty high sentence for attempted murder. Then I went with some guys I met and was in Lorene Drive for a few years before joining the others in Hollywood Undead. They were so happy. In June this year Matt left the band after being with us for 13 years and he moved to Las Vegas. "Yeah, but at least we did four albums with him. Being known only as the drummer when the rest of us do vocals must have been tough. At least now he can make music with full control," I tell him.

I am laying on the couch, at our house snuggled up next to Dylan. Now that Five is out we don't have to worry about pushing any new music out for a little while. "Anyway, we should leave the couple alone for the day. It is their first wedding anniversary after all," George says, smiling at me. I was so happy the day Dylan pulled me up to the front of the stage 3 years ago and asked me to marry him in front of all our fans that were there. Then last year we got married. Dylan planned the entire thing and would not let me know a single detail. It was the best wedding and I was so amazed that Dylan could plan the whole thing so well. "It's okay guys, the only thing I have planned for Danny and I is a little date night. We can all chill in between now and then," Dylan tells us.

I don't know what Dylan has planned, but I am very happy that we are going to have a little date which is all I really want. I don't want a huge expensive date or anything like that. Even a date at home in the movie room would make me the happiest man on earth. I reach up and kiss Dylan on the chin because his cheek and lips were a little too far me to reach right now. "I love you too Danny," he tells me, and he kisses me on the lips, and I kiss him again. I am so happy that Dylan is still here, we have been through so much over our high school time and after. I was so happy when Caleb walked in that day the trial ended and he said that it was a guilty verdict and they were getting life without parole. It is what they deserve for what they have done to me.

"What about a movie day and then a date night?" I suggest. I wanted to keep the topic away from Matt a little bit because there have been some minor disagreements between us and him over the last few years and I don't want it to turn out like it did with Aron when we were back in high school. I have the diaries reminding me of the hurt and anger they went through when we were in the lost boys' home. I keep all the old diaries in a box in the attic so that I don't distract myself with the thoughts and memories of those times. Even though I knew I had the guys back then, my teenage years are still some of the toughest of my life. Everything huge seemed to happen the year I turned 14.

I was lucky to graduate high school, if I was not taken from my home when I was then I knew for a fact that I would not have lived to make it to my 15th birthday let alone my 18th. The police kept finding notes during the trial of how they wanted to kill me, so they decided to use that as further evidence that the sentence they were given for their crimes was going to be life without the possibility of parole. I often wondered what it would have been like to have parents that were actually nice and really cared about me. The day before I turned eighteen Caleb was finally allowed to adopt me as his son. I kept the surname Murillo though, but on my wedding day I took Alvarez.

I want no memories of my past life; the Murillo family name was tarnished by what my parents did. "What are you thinking about bear?" Dylan asks me. While I was thinking they decided to carry out the movie day and they had already started it. "Nothing in particular, why?" I ask, trying to make Dylan calm. He worries about me a lot; I suppose you would when you are the older one in the relationship. Having said that though, most people assume I am the older one. "Just curious, you were quite deep in thought there. George asked if you wanted cookies while we watch the movie," Dylan says, and George was standing there with the cookies. I did feel a little bit embarrassed now.

"It's okay Danny, you can use your noggin to think if you want. I knew the answer was going to be yes anyways," George said, after he asked again, and I nodded my head straight away. Jorel had some vegan gummies he had found when he went shopping the other day. "Dan was probably thinking about new song ideas," Jorel says, and I smile at him. I don't want them to know that the memories from our early teens still weighs heavily on my mind at times. I think they have assumed I have completely moved on and forgotten about the part of our past. That part of my past which makes me stand out so much further compared to them. I stick out like a sore thumb compared with these guys.

I am always going to be the one with the broken past, the bad family and near-death experiences. I know the others have been left by their parents or their parents have died but they were loved by the people who helped bring them into this world. I am the one who is hated by my parents and will always be that man who was a broken child. I try to focus on this less when Dylan kisses me on the cheek again. I look at Dylan and smile, before kissing him on the cheek back. He seems to be happy, it is our first wedding anniversary after all. I can't believe my mind is deciding to let me dwell on all of the awful stuff today. I have been married to the love of my life for a year now and I should focus on that.

"Dan, come with me a sec," George says, he has been watching me from a distance. I think it might be okay to talk to him about what has been going on with me. I follow him out of the room, and he takes my hands. I know Dylan will be worried because I left the room, but I will be back soon enough. "What's on your mind Danny? You don't have to tell me, but it might help," George tells me. I know he means well. I am just worried that someone is going to call me weak for still suffering from this. I sigh, I know that I need to tell someone about this. It is hard to deal with alone, there is no use sugar coating it. George has kinda been a father figure to me after he had Ava with his wife Asia. He's always been the one who understands me better.

"It's just me being stupid again. I am letting what happened to me as a child and what happened the first year I met you guys get to me again," I tell him, managing to summarise what was going on in less words than I originally thought. George wrapped his arms around me, and I just relaxed. "That's not stupid Danny. You have been through fifteen years of hell and even though you have had more years without that hell it has a really long lasting effect on your mental health. It's gonna be with you for a long time but you have been doing so well and I am glad that you have told me about it," George tells me, and I smile. He's right, when I went to the doctors about it, they told me I have PTSD and that is most likely going to have to live with that for the rest of my life.

"I'm not stupid?" I ask him, I am not sure why, but my voice had gone to just above a whisper. I felt George tighten on me slightly and I rest my head on his chest because I am too short to reach his shoulder. "You are not stupid Danny. PTSD is nothing to laugh about, it takes a lot of care and support to make sure that you get through each day. Tonight you are going to focus on the good memories like the fact that you and Dylan have been married for a year and it's going to be more than that," George tells me. I smile at him again. I am going to focus on the date later tonight and we are going to have a good night even though I have no idea what he has planned for us both. I have my gift that I am going to give him later. I don't him to think that I have forgotten when I haven't. We have said happy anniversary to each other and made those sappy Instagram posts.

Dylan hugged me tightly when George and I walked back into the room. George told him some cover story as to why he wanted to talk to me. Dylan believed it and I saw out of the corner of my eye that Jorel didn't, I sent him a quick message about it and that we didn't want Dylan to worry today. I look at him while he reads my message and he nods to show he understands. "Anyway Dylan, what do you have planned for Danny tonight?" Jordon asks, and I look at Dylan. I am quite curious to know what is going to happen tonight, but something tells me that Dylan will want to keep it a secret from me. "I'm not telling you guys. It's gonna be a surprise," he says, confidently. I like the thought of not knowing where I am going.

"I like that idea Dylan, I trust you to make a great date," I tell him. Talking to George really helped me feel better about the memories I still have to deal with and that none of this was ever my fault. I snuggle up to Dylan to make him feel better because even though he seems to have believed the cover story that George has given him he might not actually believe it because you don't know what thoughts are going through his head. "Glad you trust me Danny," he tells me, and I smile at him again. "Of course I trust you Dylan, we would not have been together since I was fourteen or married you last year if I didn't," I tell him, and he laughs at me. He can be really silly at times and I love that about him.

"I know bear, it has been the best time of my life being with you. I couldn't imagine being without you," he tells me, and I smile. I always feel better after talking to Dylan. I have felt a bit suicidal at times and he has always been there to reassure me that my life is worth living even if I have not told him specifically that I have been feeling that way. In fact I am pretty sure that I have not told Dylan at any point that I have felt suicidal. "I love you Dylan," I tell him, and we both kiss each other on the lips at the same time. "I love you too Danny," he tells me, and I heard Jordon fake gag at our cuteness and our relationship. I know that he is only being silly, he is really supportive about us really. He was one of the first ones to ask me when I was going to date Dylan.

"What outfit do you want me to wear?" I ask him, I am only asking so that I can plan my outfit, even though I know it might reveal what kind of date we are going to be having tonight. "Smart and casual like usual Danny," he tells me, and I smile. That won't spoil anything about the date since it is always how we dress. I have the right outfit in mind too, the outfit I wore on our first date after we left the boy's home. It makes it more special to use and more of a reason to wear it for my first wedding anniversary date. I start singing Good Old-Fashioned lover boy when I leave the room to get a drink and the others joined. We love singing Queen songs especially to practice harmonies. Bohemian Rhapsody is the best one for that.

"Now I want to do a Queen cover album," George says, when I walk back in with drinks and snacks for everyone. I want to do a Queen cover album too and I think the other three members of the band would agree with that too. "Oh that sounds like a good idea, I don't know if the living members of the band Queen would let us do that," Jordon says, and Jorel sticks his tongue out at Jordon. What a party pooper Jordon is. I am sure we could work an agreement out with Queen to make a cover album with their permission and some royalties fees. "Yeah Jordon, we could work with Queen to come up with a deal which will work for everyone involved," George says. George is right, I could see this working out well for us.

We watched about three or four movies before Dylan said if we watched another one then we will be late for our date. The last thing that we want is to be late for the date to celebrate one whole year of being married. I get up so I can get changed, I don't mind Dylan watching me because he has definitely seen this outfit before. It is not really going to surprise him when he sees me walking down the stairs wearing this like he was surprised when I walked down the aisle last year. Caleb was giving me away and I was so thankful that the man I had already considered to be a father/grandfather figure in my life would do that for me. He didn't have to do it either, I know that he was busy with newcomers in the home at the time.

"Every time I look at you. I am taken back to how stunning I found you when I first saw you," Dylan tells me. I have my shirt off because I was not ready yet. He wraps his arms around me and rubs my shoulders before moving down to my waist. "But I hated myself so much back then," I tell him, being honest with him. He knows a little about how I felt back then. He kisses every part of my exposed skin. "You were a broken boy back then Danny, you had several wounds to heal for the first years that I knew you. I don't think any less of you because of them. You know I love you and each and every one of the scars on your body," he tells me. If he asked our daughter Scarlett when we next see her, she'll say the same thing.

In 2008 we asked Theresa who is still a really good friend of mine if she would carry our baby for us. We knew we wanted a baby even though we were not married to each other yet. She agreed and in November 2010 Scarlett was born. We love our daughter so much and she gets to spend time with Theresa when we are on tour and want some date nights like tonight. I already sent messages to her to say that I loved her and thank you for when she sent us a message saying happy anniversary. "I love you too Dylan," I tell him and turn around so I can hug him properly. I don't know why, but he says the scar on my head was his favourite. Why would someone have a favourite scar one someone else?

"I still don't get why you think my head scar is your favourite," I tell Dylan. I get dressed in front of him but tease him a bit while I am doing so. He smiles and does the buttons on my shirt up for me, I am still not that great at doing it. "Because I think that is symbolises a rainbow. After all of the bad things happiness will come your way. Everything got better for you after you recovered, your parents are rotting in jail and Aron has gone to hell too," Dylan tells me, again he always takes a different angle on my scars that I am being too busy hating on to consider. "God damn it," I mutter under my breath, and he laughs. I love his laugh, I would love it if he laughed all the time. He kisses my cheek and takes my hand after I put my shoes on.

"Do you get it now Danny?" he asks me, with a laugh and I nod. I totally get it now and he was right. A lot of amazing things happened after I recovered from my brain injury. "Yeah I get it now," I tell him, and he shouts bye to the guys who are now watching horror movies. I hold Dylan's hand tightly as we walk to his car and then when we get out of the car to the restaurant minutes later. It was nothing fancy, but I am happy to spend any time with Dylan. The meal was great, we even got happy anniversary written onto our deserts which I wasn't expecting. I thought they might have been a bit homophobic about it. Then Dylan told me he had another surprise we were going to just as the sun was starting to set.

We were watching the sun set by the Hollywood sign. It was a pretty sight and I was glad that I was with Dylan to experience it.

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