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[reformingfury]

Dave wakes up groggy and sore in the infirmary the day after Halloween. He barely remembers what followed after the shed. How he got here, if he was brought by a friend or if he walked in in a near-catatonic daze after he emptied his stomach, not even who bandaged up his burnt and scratched up skin. Looking around him, he hopes that he’ll at least know that Maxxie and the rest are fine. And that whoever he talks to can tell him that he wasn’t wrong in what he did. That it wasn’t real. That what Dave did was just in self defense and an accident. That he isn’t actually a killer.

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[reformingfury]

Groaning, and unaware of Rizzo's presence, he tries to get up. Maxxie was with him in the caves when they were trying to get to safety. And he clearly heard his captors beating his boyfriend in the darkness. Dave can feel his heart pounding in time with his head.

"Shit, Maxxie..."

[first_pink_lady]

"Jesus," she muttered, then was in the room and pushing a hand on his shoulder to shove him back down onto the bed.

Maxxie. She looked around, but didn't see blondie anywhere, and pushed an apparently irritated - but was actually anxious - hand through her curls.

"Park it, Davie-boy. He'll be here." She didn't have the faintest idea where he was, or whether he'd be here. But whatever the hell happened after she last saw Dave, she hoped Maxxie wasn't worse off than Dave was - she hadn't seen him in the infirmary.

[reformingfury]

He grunts and still looks around him, wanting to get back up so he can find the other boy. "We met up... tried to find some place to hide together by going through the caves. But we lost light and I could hear them beating him before I was dragged away."

Dave looks at Rizzo with worry. "Please, if I'm fine," he lies. "I gotta find him and make sure he is, too."

[first_pink_lady]

"He ain't here." She said, blunt, because white lies she could do, but she wouldn't lie about this, but her eyes betrayed the softness behind her blunt words.

"And he ain't gone, either - there's only one fella who didn't make it through all that shit, and he's not Maxxie." She kept her hand on his shoulder after pushing him horizontal.

[reformingfury]

"Please," he urges on. "Someone has to make sure he really is. If he's not here with me, and he's still hurt, I can't..."

Dave recalls exactly what was about to go down in the tool shed. What did end up happening. "I'm... fine. I need to be sure Max is too."

[first_pink_lady]

"You ain't goin' anywhere, sweetheart." Rizzo said, and she'd sit on his chest if she had to. "A whole lotta weird went on, but he lives with people, don't he? The fuzz's done a search-light of the whole damn Island; they'd've found him if he was lying about somewhere."

[reformingfury]

Her insistence doesn't please Dave in the slightest, but he can tell that Rizzo is not going to let him go anywhere. He gives.

"Fine. But if Maxxie is as hurt as I think he is and he's upset that I didn't go right away to find him when I woke up, I'm pinning this on you."

[first_pink_lady]

"Pin away, I always thought I'd make a good pin-up." She said flippantly, but she didn't waver. "What'd they do to ya?"

[reformingfury]

Dave presses his mouth in a hard line, thinking about what went down after being dragged away from his beaten boyfriend.

"The guys... one of 'em was my best friend. They beat up Max and dragged me up to the tool shed, right next to the Compound. Locked me in. And my dad was there."

He can feel his throat tighten up as he tells Rizzo this, and he second guesses finishing the story.

[first_pink_lady]

"And I'm guessin' dear ol' dad is a peachy keen bundle of roses." Rizzo said, lightly, but she didn't move.

[reformingfury]

Snorting, he nods and continues. "Told me he was gonna 'fix my problem' or some shit. While going through the tools as if he were some mobster looking for some answers."

Dave realizes then that doesn't want to vocalize what he did at all. Not fully. He can't say it yet. So he skips over the specifics. "I think I was running entirely on adrenaline when I got myself out of there. Barely even remember checking myself in."