Haircut (Beth Harmon X Benny Watts)

Chapter 44

~A.N: this is a really long chapter, and I took way to long to write this, but I didn't want to break it into two parts. I hope you like it. :)

It felt like flying. Up and down and back and forth. Everything was spinning at the same time. It was a god damn rollercoaster. But with every swing, another black spot appeared in my vision.

"Don't fall asleep now, Beth." A nice voice whispered to me.

The sound made a few black spot dissapear and I suddenly felt arms supporting my back and legs. I wasn't flying.

I turned my head to the voice, what cost me more energy than I thought it would. My head felt like it weighed more than a chessbook a funny guy once gave me.

A small smiled formed on my face, when I saw his blond hair and brown eyes.

"Benny." I whispered with tears in my eyes.

"It's okay, Beth, I'm here." His whole face showed my dizzy mind one thing.

Fear.

I nodded slightly and not even 5 seconds later and everything went black.

I woke up in a uncomfortable position. Everything was still turning. But with every second some thing became a bit clearer. I felt a cold floor underneath my legs. And there was a cold and wet thing on the back of my neck.

My whole body was ice cold except for one spot on my back. It was warm and tingled. It made feel a bit less scared.

When I opened my eyes all the way, I saw a weird white object next to me. It took me a while to figure out that I was sitting next to a toilet.

"Come on, Beth, please." The warm pressure moved up and down my back. "You need to throw it all out."

"I can't." I whispered. My voice was shaking. With a lot of effort, I wrapped my arms around my knees.

"Yes, you can. And you need to." Benny removed his hand from my back and sat down in front of me. He was cramped between the wall and the toilet.

"I c-can't." I shook my head.

Benny tried to stay calm, but concern was written all over his face.

"Please." He tried.

But I wouldn't budge. He laid his hand on top of mine and squeezed it. A few tears rolled down my cheek when he did so.

He sighed. "I don't want you to die, Beth."

I looked up at him. With everything that was moving around me, I wasn't sure if he meant it or not. But even if he did, it was a dick thing to say. So I just simply rolled my eyes.

"Harmon, come on I'm serious."

"You can't." I whispered, more tears rolling down.

"I promise that I'll explain everything, just throw it out."

"I'll g-get answers?"

He nodded slightly.

I stared at him for a long time. His brown eyes weren't lying, but I still wanted to hit his stupid cute face. The confusion hurt my brain more than the pills. But he was finally willing to give me answers. Was that worth not dying.

When he stood up to sit behind me again, he immediately laid his hand on my back. The warm feeling spread through my whole body.

Fuck, it was worth not dying for.

I sat up straight and leaned over the edge. I couldn't remember how long it took, only that Benny held my hair the whole time.

I did feel slightly better when Benny carried me from the bathroom to our bed. He laid me down carefully and sat down next to me. The concerned look hadn't dissapeared completely yet, but it'd definitely fainted.