Remission

1.4

Chapter 14:

I ended up not going to school again, instead I had headed to the hospital by myself because I wanted to see Dale. He wasn't the happiest about me going there alone, but I thought it would have been best if we talked.

"I don't want to talk, I'm not understanding why you came here by yourself." Dale complained for the third time. I internally rolled my eyes.

"Dale, I already explained this to you. James was busy and Kristy is at school. I'm sorry that I wanted to see you and didn't want to wait." I fidgeted in the bed next to Dale.

"Why aren't you in school by the way?" Dale has been asking questions to get out of us having a conversation. I wanted to know what had been going through his mind and tell him how I've felt for the past three years.

"We didn't get to spend time with one another yesterday. I know I had a rough time so I came to check up on you." I wanted to give Dale a hug because I needed one, but he waved me off.

"Deedee I'm fine." He always wanted to pretend to be strong, but I knew he was hurting. I could see it on his face and I knew because I was hurting too, but I knew it was okay to cry.

"But are you really though? I always say I'm fine but I haven't been Dale so can you talk to me please." Ever since our mother we haven't spoken about her or how it had made us feel. We had continued on like nothing, but we were hurting and broken.

"Deanna what do you want to talk about? Mom? I don't want to talk about mom so you could make me feel guilty because I wasn't there to protect you." I never knew Dale felt guilty after Mom died.

"But you always protect me and you still do know. You have always been here for me and I'm grateful to have you. Don't you think I feel guilty and that it's all my fault fear mom is dead? Why would I make you feel guilty?" I teared up. This has been the first time for both Dale and I opening up to each other about how our mom's death made us feel.

"I wasn't there and you had to experience the worst pain of your life because of that. I always feel guilty since you had it more painful than me. I just wish I could've been there that day so you didn't have to see mom die, it's all my fault." I didn't know Dale blamed himself too.

"Whether you were there or not the results wouldn't have changed. You didn't see the look in John's eyes, it was like he was a different person. He looked at mom like he didn't recognize her. But just like you I blame myself and feel guilty. I froze instead of doing something, I didn't call an ambulance, or call out to a neighbor for help. I just let mom die in my arms." I cried in Dale's arms.

"I never knew you felt that way." Dale held me tight in my arms.

"It's because we don't communicate to each other about these things. James is right though we don't want to hold this from each other and burden ourselves with this pain. We might end up doing something we'll regret."

"I think you and James might be spending a little bit too much time together. You sound just like him." Dale chuckled.

"Believe it or not, James has helped me out a lot. I'm more open to communicating and because of it I haven't been as depressed as I usually am." I sighed.

"Well then I'm confused, if he's helped you why do you look so sad when you talk about it?" Dale asked me concerningly and I wondered if I should bring up to him what has been bothering me.

"I'm trying to get to know James, I feel like I've told him a few stories about myself. He is always coming around to telling me his story, but we always end up getting interrupted. It's rather frustrating because it sounds serious and I do want to know more about him." I rambled as Dale listened closely to what I was saying.

"I'm sure when the time is right, it will be told to you. Don't rush the process."

"You know what it is don't you?" Dale nodded. "Please tell me."

"I can't do that to James." Was Dale really not going to tell me?

"So you're going to choose James over me." I tried to guilt trip Dale.

"I know you're my sister and he's my best friend, but James' secret isn't mine to tell. I'm sure you'll hear it from him soon, which is better that way. Like I said don't rush it." Dale explained.

"Yea whatever." I rolled my eyes.

"Are you sure you don't like James?"

I shrugged my shoulders "No."

"So you do like him?" Dale had started to get me on my last nerves and I was ready to kick him off the bed.

"I do not know, now please stop asking." I caught an attitude for no reason, but who cares because I was annoyed now.

"No need to get defensive. I just wanted to make sure because I don't want my sister getting hurt." Dale had suspicion written all over his face. Was there something I was missing?

"Why would I get hurt, Dale?" Was there someone I needed to worry about that could possibly take James away from me? I didn't know what I was talking about. You can't take away something from someone that doesn't belong to them to begin with.

"No reason at all." My phone vibrated in my pocket indicating that I got a text. It was James he was outside to pick me up.

I smiled, happy that James came for me. "I have to go, James, is here."

"See you later." I started walking out, but Dale had more to say. "Wait I forgot to tell you that I get out on Friday and when I get out of here we have to go down to the station."

"For what?" What could we possibly be needed at the station for?

"Officer Cane said they have more information." I shushed my teeth.

"Whatever, it's probably pointless, but I'll be there. See you later love you."

A/N This chapter wasn't too long, but I hope you paid attention and caught onto the minor foreshadowing. I hope you are enjoying this book though keep on voting and commenting. I seriously love you all ❤️