“Guys, he told me he was a bad person because he did bad things. That people made him do bad things. He never once mentioned his mother but he did tell me she was a prostitute and drug addict.
“So what are you thinking?” Willow asked.
“I don’t know for sure but what if – what if he wasn’t with his mother?”
“Where else would he have been?” Sheldon asked.
“Maybe her family took care of him until they couldn’t anymore? People are plural. Wherever he was for eight years his mother wasn’t the only person around him and whatever bad things they made him do followed him. It still follows him and I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to help him.”
“You mean fix him?” Sheldon asked.
“I think what you are doing is what works. He seems a lot less…broody…these days. Maybe that’s enough.” Willow offered.
“Besides, he may not like the idea of you trying to fix him. He could take it the wrong way.”
“Guys, he told me I made him have nightmares! What am I supposed to do?” Sheldon coughed and spit out soda at my outburst.
“Wow,” she stated still coughing.
“That’s romantic,” Willow finished sarcastically.
“Nightmares of what?” Sheldon asked once her coughing fit was over. I ran down everything he told me last night and when I finished they looked more than a little disturbed and it wasn’t even a complete story.
“Do you think Dash and Keenan know?”
“Dash, maybe. Keenan, no.” Sheldon answered.
“Why Dash and not Keenan?”
“Because he has Dash’s back but he protects Keenan. Keenan looks up to him. He cares more than he lets on so he won’t want to taint that. ”
“I know what you are thinking Lake, but Dash won’t say a word. He’s loyal to a fault.” Willow stated.
“I think someone else cares more than they let on too. You should give my brother a chance then.” Sheldon smirked at Willow who scoffed and looked away.
“Look, I came for rides and prizes. Let’s go Pepé. We got shit to do.” She grabbed Pepé and stomped off with him.
“Why did you have to say that?” I fussed at Sheldon.
“What? You know it’s true. They are dying for each other and I’m sick of his ass walking around the house with pissy panties stuck up his ass.”
“Let them figure it out.”
“It isn’t me you need to tell that to. I’m telling you, Dash won’t wait forever.”
“So he will move on.”
“No, he’ll force her hand. The men in my family don’t play fair. Consider that a warning. Now let’s go get her. I can’t have my future sister-in-law mad at me.”
*
“I can’t eat anymore cotton candy. I’ll puke,” Sheldon whined. We were on the Ferris wheel after inhaling ample amounts of cotton candy. Sheldon of course, wanted to outdo us all and turned it into a competition.
“Eww. Puke that way,” Willow fussed, her voice filled with disgust.
“Stop pushing me.”
“Get away yuck mouth.”
“Ugh, tell her to stop pushing me, Lake.”
“Settle down children…Hey, slide over will you? I’m being crushed.”
“I’m going to murder you,” Willow threatened to Sheldon, ignoring me.
“Not if I puke on you first.”
“What are you, three?”
“You’re hurting my feelings.”
“Toss the candy, already.”
“We are on top of the wheel!”
“Maybe a kid will catch it.”
“Mmm,” Sheldon moaned as she took another bite. “Good cotton candy….Oh god,” she slapped a hand over her mouth. “No more.”
“Sheldon!” Willow shrieked.
I tried not to listen to my two friends bicker and even harder tried not to think about pushing them both off. That was bad right?
“Quit licking me!” Willow screamed.
“There was cotton candy on your face!”
Maybe not.
The ride started again and once it stopped for us to get off I was tempted to fall to my knees and kiss the ground. Willow had to hide Pepé her bag so he could get on the ride with us and she quickly took him out. He rolled his eyes at her before settling on her shoulders and looking around.