New Perspective

Chapter 5

Dallon's stomach ached and his heart broke. The two started talking, but Dallon couldn't hear. He felt like he was going to vomit, his insides churning. He stumbled forward, knocking over a beer bottle on the ground. Brendon and the man turned.
Regret instantly filled Brendon as he saw Dallon's broken stare. His eyes were still the magnificent blue, but behind them was pain and sadness. "Who is he," Ryan asked. "No one important," came Dallon's weak response before he turned and walked away. Brendon broke out of Ryan's grasp, and ran to Dallon.
"Wait let me explain," Brendon started. The tall man ignored him and kept walking. "Dallon please, I'm not going to ask for forgiveness, because I in no way deserve it. I just want you to know why I did what I did."
Dallon stopped and turned to face Brendon. "Fine," he sighed. with every look at Brendon the vomit rose higher and higher. He noticed that the guy from before, had walked over to stand behind Brendon.
"A couple of days ago Ryan called me. I was planning on meeting him to tell him that it was over and that I had moved on, but seeing him just did something to me. I realized that I still felt the same way about him. All of those secret meetings was our time to see each other." Brendon said with pain.
"He still loves me, I know it. So i gave him a choice me or you," Ryan added. Dallon shot him a death glare and he fell silent. "I was planning on telling him that I was choosing you, but then everything happened, and yeah," Brendon said as he looked down at his feet.
Dallon was silent considering what to do. He still loved Brendon, but he couldn't pretend like what happened wasn't real. Silence rang in the ears of all three as the tension rose. "You have a week to get out of my apartment," Dallon whispered. He heard a slight cry come from Brendon, but he couldn't bring himself to look at him.
Dallon turned and walked back to him home, where people who cared were waiting. He ignored the calls of his name, and kept walking with each step he felt his heart break more and more. "I love you," Brendon yelled out, but he kept walking. The words had lost their meaning.
When he got inside he walked past Pete and Patrick who were curled up on the couch watching a movie. He flopped down on his bed and hugged the one pillow that didn't smell like Brendon. Then he dreamed his troubles away.
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Throughout the week Patrick noticed that Pete had been acting a bit weird and was always busy doing something secretive on his computer or out at the store. This troubled the blonde he was worried that he was talking to someone else but the dark haired male would ease his troubled mind with a movie snacks and a cuddling on the couch but sometimes his mind wandered to the idea one day it was killing him so bad that he had to ask. "Petey?" Patrick turns his head so he's looking up at Pete. "Yeah, Trick." He says but doesn't turn his attention from the tv distracted by the scene. This frustrates the youth, leaning over the coffee table he clicks the power button on the remote. "Look at me Pete." He says adjusting himself. "What's been going on with you? Why can't i ever see what you are doing on your phone computer or even know where you go? Are you cheating?" Pete's brown eyes widen in shock. "Patrick, I am not cheating on you. I just can't explain just yet." He sighs knowing it was the worse possible answer. "I have a surprise when we go to the record store." he assures Patrick. The green eyed male frowns unsure causing Pete to pull him into a tight hug. "I promise." he whispers.
Pete surprisingly was able to get up before Patrick just like he wanted. He peels Patrick from him and strolls into the bathroom to quickly wash up and change then he scrawls a out a note leaving it on the night stand. In the living he runs into Dallon carrying a box causing the contents to spill on the floor. Pete bends down to help pick up the things "So Brendon's moving out officially now?" he asks trying to be casual about it. "Yeah better sooner than later, I say," Dallon muttered bitterly. He carried the box outside and then walked back into his room. Pete looked down and shrugged going to his car and taking off.
Patrick mumbles under his breath and turns in his bed but finds he isn't there and bolts up in bed. He turns his head around in every direction and gets up looking around his room checking for Pete everywhere calling his name. Finally he sees the note on the night stand in his search. the note read: Record Store Skip Breakfast ~P.
The male gets dressed so fast he doesn't even realize his shirt was inside out. He puts his fedora on and goes out the door saying a quick bye to Bren and hug. "Something Pete's planning its a surprise. i don't know." Patrick explains to Dallon when he asks where he is headed. "Oh and your shirts inside out." Dallon points out. Patrick groans turning back in the house and fix his shirt.
Patrick gets to the record store in ten minutes to find the closed neon sign on and all the lights out. "What in the..?" He pushes through the door and as soon as he gets in the door shut behind him he calls out. "Hello? Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz the third if you dare scare me..." His threats cut off when the lights are turned on and there is Pete on one knee a box ring in his open palm. Pete had a homemade banner stretched across the aisles reading: Will you marry me Patrick Martin Stumph? How Pete managed to write his full name on the banner and make it look great was a mystery. Their song was playing on one of the recorder player Breakfast at Tiffany's. Even though this was so cheesy to any other person it was special and meant a lot to Patrick. Happy tears ran down the boys cheeks and he rushed to the man he fell in love with months ago. "Will you marry me Patrick Martin Stumph?" The poor bruised man he found outside of the club who kept his drunk self from falling asked. "Yes." he repeated over and over into his chest falling to the floor. Pete began crying also he pulled away slightly to slide on the engagement ring. "I love you Pete. You're amazing." he sniffled watching him put it on. "I love you too, Trick." They kiss as the music floods the room and all is put into it all the love they share to the first time they met in front of the club to this very moment.
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Dallon looked down as his feet at the white snow on the ground. There was so much he wanted to say, but he just couldn't find the words. "I'm sorry," Brendon glanced staring at the taller man. "I know," Dallon whispered back. The silence continued but this time it was worse, because they knew it was over.
"I guess I have to say thank you," Dallon said. Brendon looked at him in confusion. "Before you were a complete asshat you made my life great. For once I didn't feel average, I felt interesting. I wasn't that boring nobody who no one cared about, I was a cool person. So thank you."
Without meaning to Dallon pulled Brendon into one last kiss. "For the road," Dallon said. Bredon looked at him with regret and love. "You didn't need me to be that person. You were him all along you just couldn't see it," he said.
"I love you," Dallon said as Brendon opened his car door. "I love you too," and with that he left. Dallon stood and watched the car speed away until it was nothing but a speck in the horizon. Then he turned and walked back inside, back to his room, back to the normalcy that he was used to.