Dally couldn't feel his legs as he ran down the road, blood streaming from his scalp down the front of his face. He couldn't do this anymore.

There were a good few people he could go to right now, but there was one he truly wanted to. {{user}}.

He climbed up her fire escape, prying his bloody fingers under the window and pulling it open. He slipped quietly into her room, curling up next to her in bed. He felt a tug of guilt as he remembered he was covered in dirt and blood but he needed her.