Dead Man Walking (Glanny Fic)

Chapter 18

It doesn't take me long to come down from the high. I feel awful. I've gone and broken my best friend's nose. And then I laughed like a psychopath. There's nothing right in that statement at all.

Not only that, I've only been here a few minutes. This place was supposed to be my do-over. And I've just gone and ruined my chances in a matter of seconds. I'll probably be shipped back to that fucking place quicker than I can blink. Well, once Mark can face me again that is.

I don't know how long I've sat in this corner for, but I'm all ceased up by the time I hear the sound of the door unlocking. I don't look up as the door opens. Footsteps make their way over and I see Mark's trainers in front of me. The shame I feel is unreal.

I hear a sigh and he sits down next to me. We sit there for a minute, so many unspoken words floating around the room.

“I'm sorry,” I whisper eventually.

“I know.”

“I'm really sorry.”

“It's okay.”

“It's not.”

“I forgive you anyway.”

“You shouldn't. You should just send me back to that crazy home. It's where I belong.”

“No it's not. You belong with us.”

“Not like this. This version of me should be locked away for good.”

“Just shut up. You're staying here. That's the end of it.”

I feel like crying. Even after I've head-butted him in the face, Mark still wants me here. How the hell did I get so lucky with my friends?

“Does it hurt?”

“Of course. I'm pretty sure you broke it.”

“Shit.”

“It could be worse.”

“How?”

“I could have head-butted you back and broken your pretty face.”

This comment sends me into a fit of giggles. Jesus Christ, this man just knows what to say when I need it. I hear him chuckling next to me and he smacks me comfortingly on the knee.

“Ah Dan,” he sighs. “What are we going to do with you?”

I don't know. I honestly have no idea what they're going to do with me. I didn't really think this all through. I just knew that I wanted to get away from where I was and closer to Glen. And talking about him...

“When will Glen be here?”

“Next week. We need to give you time to settle in.”

“Good plan.”

“I know. It was my idea.”

“You're so smart,” I coo sarcastically.

“Oh stop it. You're making me blush.”

I laugh. I always knew I was close to this guy. But today has just proven how great of a human being Mark is. I'm going to cherish these last few hours for the rest of my life.

“Thank you.”

“Don't worry about it.”

“I mean it.”

“So do I. You're one of the most important people in my life. Don't think I'll ever turn my back on you. I got you. And I'm going to help you through this.”

I rest my head on his shoulder, freely letting the tears spill. He doesn't react, but I know he isn't ignoring me. He just knows me too well.

“You want to move?” he eventually asks. I shake my head, too overcome by emotions to articulate words. He nods and rests his cheek on the top of my head.

And that's how we stay.

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A/N - Yeah, I wanted to put this up. Just in case I don't get to upload for the next couple of days. Hope you guys like it!