Runaway Tyler... again.
Tyler sat atop the parking deck, closing his eyes as the sun beat down against him. He was glad he'd headed south, the winter didn't sound too promising. Wind stirred locks of blond around his head.
Ty had not dyed his hair, he didn't change his eye color, he even kept his first name. He didn't really doubt that Al could find him. In fact, it'd been about two weeks by now since he'd up and left Ireland and stopped all his treatments. He was due for a visit from the angry Irishman, if only so that Al could tell him he was being stupid. Maybe he was.
Tyler Conrad swung his legs over the side of the large stone building, looking down over the five layers of bricks that held him away from the ground and smiled to himself. He glanced up at the blue sky and gauged the time... close to five. He had to eat soon. Even though he'd stopped his chemotherapy, he kept taking the pills they'd given him, and tried to keep on a schedule for eating. He was already blatantly disregarding doctor's orders, but he wasn't suicidal.
He rolled back off of the stone pillar and down to his feet. This was what the doctors didn't want you to know: as bad as you feel when you come out of each treatment, you feel that much better by the time the radiation is out of your system. He felt healthy, and it didn't matter that he had to take six pills three times a day to maintain that, because he could go outside and walk and run and eat. And maybe the lack of radiation would kill him faster, but on days like this, it didn't matter.
The blond tucked his hands into his pockets and headed towards the staircase, skipping down the steps with a light smile to himself. He headed away from the car port and towards the room he was renting. He wasn't really all that shocked to see Al standing outside of it.
(And I'm stopping there, because I started to keep going, and let them talk, but it didn't sound like Al at all, and that bugs me. If I'm gonna write about him, I want it to be him and not a slightly annoyed and accented version of Ty. Oh well.)
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