Depression: A WIP One-shot

Dan stared gloomily at Lady's house, his girlfriend currently out. Sad, he sighed. He didn't know when she would be
back, and was there even a point in waiting? Yeah. He'd come back, defiantly. Sighing, he started off twords home, then stopped.
He wasn't in the mood for the blackmail he knew would be greeting him.
   Dragging his feet along with the rest of his tired self, DD began just wandering Amity Park, seeing places he knew.
He glanced at a couple familure faces, but wasn't in the mood to try and start a casual conversation. What would be the
point? They'd exchange the regular greeting: 'Hi, how are you' . Miserable. He thought to himself, gloomily. Everything
just seemed to be going so wrong. Most of it was probally his fault anyway. What was the point in just causing useless
pain? There was none. Sooner or later, they'd all leave him anyway. Did they only see him for his looks, or did
they acualy want to be with him? Though he wished it was the latter, part of him guessed it was the first choice.
   He sighed again, looking at the grey sky with little emotion. Odd really, how the dark clouds seemed to fit the chaos
churning inside him. He felt like he was slipping away into nothingness, into someplace that made him wonder if it mattered.
Trudging down the pavement, he headed down an unfamilure road, and would have kept at his pace had not a motorcycle
come zooming past him, only to turn around and slow down next to him. He looked up, not recognizing the rider until
she took her helmet off, letting her brown locks and familure voice conform his suspicions.
"Hey." Ren greeted, her voice on the borderline of emotionless. He recognized that 'border' instantly. Either she
was depressed, or in a good mood. Maybe both. She just didn't feel like explaining herself to him. Not that he cared,
acualy, it felt good not to worry about it.
"Hello." DD replied, haulting his slow walk for a moment.
"Lady was looking for you. She's gonna stop by my house in a few hours-" Ren stopped, and he felt her
eyes peirce into him. Naturally, perhaps even from before she was a werewolf, Ren just had these eyes.
They where a deep blue, but not a pretty shade. She could look right through you.
"You look horrible." She said, turning off the engine on the bike.
"Oh Gee, thanks." DD replied. Way to make him feel better.
Ren lept off, her boots making a sharp 'click' as they hit the pavement. He winced.
She put her hand on his forhead. Her skin was cool and smooth against his, and it almost felt nice. He pulled
away from her touch.
"DD, stop resisting. If you do, I'll apply force." Ren threatend, stepping twords him again. He tried turning around and just leaving.
He wasn't in the mood for this. Besides, all she'd do is end up worring over him, and just making matters worse. He didn't want that now. Ren swung her arm around his chest, yanking him backwords. He felt her place her hands on his shoulders, making him face her.
"DD, listen to me." She said, assertively as she pulled one hand away to rest it on his forhead.
"Fine. What do you want?" He demanded, trying to make his voice sound normal.
"To see if your okay." She replied, removing her hand.
"I'm fine." He grunted.
"Don't lie to me, DD. I can feel it on you." Ren's eyes only confirmed his fears. She was worried. Wait. Feel it?
Thats new, and and odd way to put it. He shrugged. His chest hurt, and he didn't know why. Just being around her was making
him feel sick. His head swimming with mixed emotions, he nearly collapsed when Ren gave him a hug.
"I'm taking you home." She said, shoving a helmet on him. DD sighed. Insitctively, he sat down on the back of the bike, Ren swinging on infront of him.
"Put your hands on my waiste." She ordered.
"Excuse me?" DD blinked, shocked for a moment.
"Well, I can't have your hands on my chest, and there not good on my shoulders. I'm not just gonna let you
fly off either." She stated indiffrently.
"Oh." He sighed, depression stabbing him like a knife. He felt so...confused. WHy was all of this happening?
Why now? As Ren drove, he clung a little tighter, closing his eyes for a moment or two. Everything seemed so odd, so pointless.
What was the pont of it? Ren's body was pressed close to his for a moment as she leaned back to make a
sharp turn. Nothing made sense anymore. He glanced at Ren's body for a moment, looking over her tensed back.
It hurt even more. The numbness in his chest seemed to chew him inside and out, devouring every last fiber of him.
   He closed his eyes again.
     Somehow, Ren had gotten him off the bike and into her house, taking him up into another room. It was all a blur
to him, nothing existing but the pain.
  Next thing he was able to focus on was Ren speaking to him.
"DD, I know theres something wrong. If...If you want to talk about it, I'm always willing to listen." She sait, sitting
next to him on the couch. Wait. He was on a couch? He shrugged. Anything would work at this point. Emptyness
tore at him, a feeling of misery so strong he almost cried. Instead, he closed his eyes and leaned further into the couch.
  Soft hands pushed him down, and Ren sat atop him, her legs straddled over his middle.
  "You arn't moving." She said firmly. He sighed. Now what? Somehow, it all seemed familure.
    Ren's fingers touched his bare skin as she removed his shirt, her touch hot this tie. His collar was stripped off
next, and his emotions churned again, misery and desire pumping through him as each fought to claim him.
  "Since you wont talk it, I'll have to just take it all away." Ren whispered in his ear, her arms around his neck. She hugged him
like this for a moment, then lowered her face to his neck until she reached its base. She licked it for a moment, and he knew the salty
tang of his swet would be in her mouth. Ren shifted her weight for a moment, and he himself tried to shift under her warm body.
His eyes widened insitcitvely as she bit his neck, digging her sharp fangs into his neck. He moaned for a moment, his eyelids
drooping feverously as he felt her tongue against his skin, lapping the blood her teeth drew.
  For a while, all he knew was nothingness. While Ren drank from him, she was no longer taking just his blood, but his sorrow.
Everything that was bothering him seemed to leak out of the wound she had her fangs in. She felt like a cat against him,
her tongue drinking it up hungrily like milk.
   Then, he felt her draw away, taking a breath. Instantly, all that remained of his sorrow swam back to him.
"Not yet...please.." He gasped, thrusting her back in him with his hand. He held her head against his neck for a moment
as she did his bidding and drank again. Then, everything slipped away. All of it. Releif replaced it. Releif and the strong desire
for sleep. With a shuddering breath breaking through his spaced-out expression, he closed his eyes and caved in.

    DD awoke to a soft murmering of voices. He was still laying on Ren's couch, a blanket wrapped around him.
He was very stiff, and his neck ached slightly. Even Ren's second drinking hadn't taken away all of the misery, but
enough that he was able to think and focuss better.
"I'm worried. Really." He heard Ren whisper, her earthy scent of vanilla and clean dog lingering on the blanket.
"Ren, your always worried." Lady replied. DD grinned a little. Good. She was back.
"Yeah, but...wait. I am? I'm not always worried! Do you think I'm always worried?" She paniced.
"Uh. Considering the way your worring over being worried, yes." Lady laughed back, their voices still hushed.
"But besides that. Lady, I've been biting him lately. Evidentaly it works like a vampire-bite. I'm able to suck away
some of the stress and worry, but its been more then just a few times. " Ren said, pausing as she sighed.
"I bit him again today. I know you don't like me doing it, so I'm sorry." she said, softly.
DD rubbed his eyes a little.
Silence fell between Ren and Lady for a moment, until Lady broke the tension with a statement that made him panic.
"Wanna help me wake up my boyfriend?" She said, making Ren laugh a little.
He could just imagine her grinning.
   They both jumped, full force, before he had a moment to say he was awake.
He grunted, feeling both of their weights applying preasure on him, making him sink into the couch until
he was being smothered by the pillows.
"Lex....your choking me.." He quoted from Jurassic Park, sending Ren into a series of high-pitched squeals.
"Ohmehgod...I LOVE THAT MOVIE!" She laughed, rolling around on his legs. Lady was having a good time just sitting on him,
and he enjoyed her company.

The group parted sometime later that night, watching a few movies, eating popcorn and other stuff Ren managed to dish up for them.
DD hardly ate, mocking Ren's anaresic-spree with ease. During the end, that same feeling was back. The one of hopelessness.
Being with his two friends seemed to put him in turmoil and chaos, relaxing him at the same time. It got worse when Lady left,
and he was alone with Ren again. He watched her for a moment, sighing as she cleaned up the dishes and cups they had pulled out
over the coffee table.
  When she was done, she sat back down on the couch with a yawn, just inches away from him.
"Your upset." Ren said, turning her head to face him.
DD blinked, and lowered his eyes.
"Naw. Just tired."
"You sure?" Ren asked, looking over him again.
"Yeah. Nothing unusual. Its just been a long day."
"Alright then."
       DD forced a grin, trying to reasure her. Just grinning itself seemed almost an alein action.