He Saved Me 2

Stubborn

Arely's POV

"What the fuck were you thinking, Landon!?" I asked.

"... I wasn't. I don't remember" he looked down.

"Now what? You could go to jail for this. Your hands are already registered and you've been through this before, it isn't looking good for you right now." His mom explained.

"I get that mama, I just don't remember what happened" he shrugged his shoulders.

"This is crazy," I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. "Now what?"

"I don't know"

"Unbelievable" I scoffed.

"We'll, what the fuck else do you want me to say? He hit me first. It's not my fault, he caused all this!"

"Landon the world doesn't work that way. In the end all they see is you tried to kill that man and you're lucky you didn't get charged with attempted murder." He mom told him.

He was silent for a moment.

"We get that you're dealing with your he—"

"I'm tired of hearing about that! My head this, my head that... you can't do this, you can't do that. You aren't doing this right or what the fuck ever! Y'all don't know what this feels like... you never will"

I took a step back taking in all that he just said. Part of me wanted to walk away but I loved him too much to even make myself do it.

He went to get some fresh air out back while we sat there stressed about this whole situation.

My phone rang and I didn't even bother looking at the caller ID before answering.

"Hello?"

"Hey, this is Sheriff Jones and I was calling to inform Mr. Landon Ace Xavier that the charges of Aggravated Assault have been dropped"

"Really?" I was shocked.

"Yes ma'am, since he was technically assaulted first the victim saw no use in pursuing with the charges."

"Ohh, thank you. Thank you so much" I hung up the phone.

"Good news. They're dropping his charges" I jumped with joy.

His mom took a deep breath and smiled.

"Thank God."

I ran outside into the freezing cold trying to get Landon's attention.

"What?" He looked at me like I was crazy.

"You're charges... they dropped them!" I jumped with joy once more.

He gave a weak smile with a head nod and continued to sit by himself.

I sighed.

What can I do to help you?... say it, what can I do to help you? I told myself.

"... Are you okay?" I asked slowly approaching him.

"I'm... fine..." he replied.

"Babe." As I approached him I noticed he was crying.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't feel okay. Like," He took a deep breath. "You'd think I'd feel okay after 2 months but, I don't know. Something isn't right about me... and I don't know what it is."

"Okay... what can I do to help you?" I asked.

I wiped his face dry because it was cold and windy which had our noses running. That mixed with crying makes your whole face feel numb.