Your Secrets Safe With Me (Brallon)

Empty (unedited)

(a/n: okay so little bit of self promo, but I wrote a short little Way brother fic, its a little bit petekey and I'm pretty proud of it)

*Brendon POV*

Exhaustion must have finally taken over last night, because I was awoken by the overhead system. I couldn't make out what exactly the person was saying, but I think they were looking for a doctor. The first thing I did was go up to the front desk and ask about Dallon.

"Um hi, I'm here to see Dallon Weekes." I tried not to sound to exhausted, but the nurses sympathetic eyes saw right through me.

"He's in ICU, unless your family I'm not allowed to let you back." She gave a sorry smile.

"Look, ma'am, I'm about the closest thing he's got to family, if you could please just let me see him." I tried not to sound sassy or rude, but again she saw through me.

"I'm sorry sir, family only."

"Please, his only family that cares about him anymore is his sister and me, so if you could please let me see my boyfriend." she seemed to understand this time and showed me the way to ICU.

What I saw when we got there was indescribable, what are you supposed to feel when you see the person you love most appear to look dead and know you caused this? I thanked the nurse for letting me in and when she left I moved to sit in one of the plastic chairs next to him. To ask me to describe what I was feeling in one word would be empty. I didn't know how else to describe it, it was like all the blood in my body had drained, like everything you ever had was being ripped out from underneath you like an unskilled magician ripping a table cloth out from under delicate china, and you're crashing with it.

I told myself I wouldn't cry, but I couldn't help it. Hot tears rolled down my face, I rested my head in the bed and cried, this was all my fault. I should've known something wasn't right, and that the information for prom was public. Did she even know prom was that night? Or was it just coincidence that she was there? No, she had to have known because when Jack and Alex chased her down her car was parked a mile or two down the road. She must've known.

The doctor came in to check on Dallon a little while later, he told me there was nothing to really worry about. He said that they were able to remove most all of the bullet shell and the shattered bone, his head injury had bad, but not the worst he's ever seen. Dallon was lucky the bullet or any of the bone didn't go into his lungs, he got away with a couple broken ribs. Dr. Capaldi said Dallon should wake up in 2-4 weeks, but he will probably spend 6 weeks in the hospital so they can make sure his ribs heal properly and there are no effects to any organs. He should be okay.

I had to keep that in my mind, Dallon should be okay. Pete and Patrick brought me lunch, even though they weren't aloud in ICU, not like I was going to eat it any way. There was a couch on the side of the room, that's where I would be sleeping for at least the next week. My friends would call and check up, maybe come if they were allowed. Everyone would worry. Thwn after one week, I would compose myself, I would go back to the band, I would find a temporary bassist, we would play shows and start finishing the writing for the album and maybe start recording.

Hannah said not to worry about paying for everything, she ws going to charge everything on her parents card, because when she asked if they wanted to go visit Dallon they asked who. She would worry about me for the next week to, she would bring me extra clothes and make sure I was eating. After the one week of moping was over, she will call and make sure I was okay and that I had a place to stay. I would be sleeping on Pete's couch for at least the next 3 weeks, because at least until I know Dallon's okay, I can't sleep in our bed wthout him.

I was going to come every day to check up on him, and make sure the flowers by his bed never die. I will come in and sit with him to tell him the events of the day and what has happened in the news. I was going to do all this to try and fill the emptiness that was now eating away at my chest.

A knock on the door frame awakened me from my planning.

"Hey babe, brought you some necessities if you seriously aren't going to leave for the next week." Hannah carried a bundle of stuff in her arms."I got you a blanket and pillow, cause you and I both know hospital pillows suck. Then I grabbed your phone charger, a change of clothes, and the latest copy of Alternative Press."

"Thanks Hannah, I don't know how I would survive without you" I said the last part with a slight hint of sarcasm.

She sat next to me on the couch and looked at Dallon. He looked peaceful and calm, like he always did when he was sleeping. I always loved the way Dallon looked in his sleep. It was like all his anxieties melted away and he was at peace wth his mind. At least he would be okay in his sleep.

"He's going to be alright, there's nothing to worry about." She ran a comforting over my shoulder.

"I know, I just wish my mind didn't want to wander to every single possiblity." I sighed, slouching back against the couch.

"I know hun, I know"