Red zone

Shit (switching povs)

I am so sorry again :) The last chapter was short but I swear this will be longer, and I am only giving myself an hour to write this. IT'S OK RYLEE YOU CAN READ THIS. Hilary, I'm sorry ig :) Enjoy

Daimon 

What the fuck just happened? Did he just run away like I am some wicked monster? I don't understand, what was it. Is he not comfortable with me? Is he thinking that we are taking things too fast? Maybe we were only meant to be a one-night stand. How could I be ridiculous enough to think that I could work? He's too far away now, maybe he wanted me to chase after him, to embrace him, but I was frozen in place. There must be a screw loose in my head. There must have been something I did. I just wish, I don't know what I wish. I just wish I could have him. 

What is "I just need some time mean?" Is there anything wrong with me? With him? No, he is perfect. Well, no one is perfect, then maybe he's not human. I don't even know what I am at this point. My brain is thinking of all possible scenarios, all of this all going on inside my brain. It's spinning so fast I can't breathe. I just- I just need to- stop. STOP! That's it. I need to slow down. 

He did say that he needed some time, but that could mean so many different things. Last night was something else, but I don't know maybe he didn't enjoy it. I didn't do anything against his consent I think. I think I just, I just. I never asked him if he was ok with anything, but I don't remember anything. I only remember parts, snippets you can say. I DON'T KNOW. If I did something I want to know about it. I need him to tell me. He will tell me right. 

We were having such a normal conversation before that happened. I think he wanted to wait. He only needs time to figure it out. We were talking about classical literature, and what else. NOTHING! Nothing is appearing in my brain. It's like it has turned to pulp. All- wait, I never thought using images. 

It's always words with me. It's kind of neurotic if you think about it. They say pictures say 1000 words, but pictures are a way of processing, and painting large amounts of information at once, but I analyze each phrase, each can be a clue of their own, leading to the ultimate more significant picture. The bigger picture. YES, I just need to rethink Sebastian's words to see what he thinks of this. 

Sebastian

"Brandon! Where the fuck are you?" I shouted on the phone. "I need you right now, "I said with a slight sob. 

"I'm coming in 5 minutes. FUCKING CALM the FUCK DOWN!" Brandon shouted back! 

His coming makes me feel much better. I DON'T KNOW ANYMORE. I need to talk to someone. I don't know what t say. I love him. I FUCKING LOVE HIM, but I don't think it took a lot to say. I don't know. It feels too soon. Something doesn't feel right. There is just something wrong with me. It must just be the alcohol. I DON'T KNOW. When Brandon finally came, I just went into his arms. I don't care if anyone saw. He looked like a switch between anger and remorse. 

"He did nothing wrong. Daimon just asked me to be his boyfriend." I said through my breaths. 

"Let's get you to my room before anything else," He said before putting me in the side passenger seat.  The car ride to his house was a comfortable silence, the radio playing at a low volume. There wasn't one word spoken, yet just his presence made me feel like a new man again. I never noticed Brandon made me feel like this. I always enjoyed his company, but I never noticed the fact that he was like this. 

We arrived at his house, the same house Daimon and I left to... don't know. My brain is still a haze. It's slowing down, but I haven't even started processing what was happening or what has happened. I just remember a wall and his, his. My brain is getting hazy again. I feel like I want to collapse. Brandon carried me to his room and to his bed. 

"I bet you two didn't have any rest last night," He said as he is taking off my clothes and put me into his freshly made bed. 

"Thank you -u," I said before drifting asleep. 

OK HILARY BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING! It could have been worse, a lot worse, so feel fortunate that I didn't set that upon you. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING. I have quite a lot coming up for this couple, but I guess we shall wait and see what happens.