My Darling

Chapter 5

You wake up, you cuddling Arny on the couch. You jolt up, Arny was smiling sweetly, "Good evening." He said, "I'm so sorry Arny, I was so tired, I must've fallen asleep-" He put a finger to your lips to stop your rambling.

"Love, as much as its adorable to see you ramble, it's fine, I don't mind." He smiled, "Are you sure?" You ask, he nods, "And plus you looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb you." He said sweetly.

You smiled, "Thank you, you're a nice pillow." You say, he shakes his head, "Thank you, now you may want to talk to the boys, they are concerned about you," he tells you, you nod.

"They're concerned about me?" You ask, he looks at you in the eyes, "Yeah, hell, even you had me concerned." He says, "I'm sorry, I guess I've never realized I have friends that actually care about me." You tell him, he shrugs, "We all care about you, a lot." He smiles sheepishly, you hug him. "Thank you." You whisper, he rubs your back soothingly, "Any time." He replies, "Now you may want to talk to the boys, I think they're in their own rooms." Arny tells you, you nod, getting up.

You decide to first go to Brandon's room, you knock on the door, "Enter!" He says, you walk in, he looks up at you from his phone. "Oh, hey Y/N! What's up?" He asks, "I uhm, I wanted to talk to you, Arny said he had told you guys yesterday- 2 days ago? I dunno, sometime that I'd talk to you guys." You say shyly, Brandon nods, "Yeah, when he came out of your room a few days ago he said we'd need to talk to you." Brandon confirms, you take a deep breath.

"Well I was overwhelmed that day, so I bolted into the house, obviously you probably saw that," you pause, he just nods, "Well, I ran into the bathroom and grabbed my pocket knife as tears fell down my cheeks, I heard Arny knock on the door, I wiped my tears and slid the knife behind me, he ended up finding out and yeahh." You explain, scratching the back of your neck.

Brandon got up from his bed and  hugged you. You wrapped your arms around his waist, "Thank you for not doing it, but I am a little disappointed you were going to do it," Brandon admitted to you.

You nod in his chest, "I'm sorry," you mumble, "It's alright, but please come to one of us if you have the urge to do it. We can help you, I mean it." Brandon says softly, "Okay," you say quietly, he pulls away from the hug, "Go tell Danny and Will." He smiles jokingly shoving you towards his door, you crack a smile and walk to Will's room.

You raised your fist to the door to knock, and knocked. "Come in!" Will called, you open the door and see Danny in his room as well. You sigh, knowing this'll be difficult with both of them in the same room.

They both look at you, "What's up?" They ask in sync, causing you to crack a laugh, as did they. "Arny told me that he told you guys that I told him that I would talk to you guys," you pause, they look at each other and back at you and nod, "Well, as you guys may or may not have seen, I bolted inside yesterday and Arny came running after me. I had gone into the bathroom to grab my pocket knife, Arny knocked on the door and I slid the knife behind me, he asked me what I was going to do, I snapped at him, I then admitted to what I was going to do, then he just held me as I cried then I fell asleep and yeah," you explain, not making eye contact with either one of them.

They both get up and hug you, you just being sandwhiched in the middle. "I'm sorry." You cry, Danny smoothes your hair, "It's alright, don't worry, we're not mad, right Will?" Danny asks, "Yeah, we aren't mad at you, a bit sad you were going to do it if Arny hadn't been there, yeah, but in the end you didn't end up doing it, we're proud of you." Will adds, they pull back from the hug, smiling softly at you, worry laced in their pretty features.

You hate the fact that you wordy them so much, but it shows that they really care. "I'm gonna go sleep for a bit, wake me up if you need anything," you say to them, they both smile and nod.

You walk to your room, exhausted and flop onto the bed. You cuddle up to the covers and shortly fall asleep.

This time, unlike others, you don't have a nightmare. No dream either. A peaceful sleep.

Arny's POV:

"How do you think she's doing?" Will asks me as he sits down at the table, I shrug, "Either she will tell us, or only time will tell," I answer. Danny nods, agreeing with my words.

"Arny's right, she's strong, but now she's even stronger because she has us," Brandon adds, walking into the kitchen.

Me and Will are at the table, Danny's leaning against it, a mug of coffee in his hand, Brandon is just standing in the kitchen.

I check the time, 10:29, "I'm gonna clock out, I'm tired." I say, and it's true, I'm very tired. And I'm going to bed before like 4 in the morning, so that's a plus.

Danny's POV:

I'm worried about her. I know I shouldn't, but I do. Will places a hand on my shoulder, "She'll be fine, Danny. She's a trooper." Will smiles goofily at his words, I laugh and nod.

I finish my coffee and put my mug in the dishwasher, then going to my room. I'm not going to sleep yet.

I open my phone and go to Instagram, scrolling aimlessly for who knows how long before I end up falling asleep.