Clockwork Angel (IM5 Colton Fanfiction)

Chapter 8: Quite a Large Mishap

-Cole-

    Standing at his door was the worst mistake of my life. I knocked my classic knock and immediately regretted it. I heard some rustling and the door swung open to a sickly Dalton.

    When he saw me, he started to blush and stammered, "I-I have t-to tell y-you sommeeething."

    What the hell did he have to tell me? I just silently nodded my head and came in. I decided to let him talk before I would.

    Dalton motioned for me to sit on the bed, and once I did he sat next to me. Me being so close to him after all this time make things extremely awkward.

    Suddenly Dalton spat out, "Shit Cole. I know you're not going to take this the correct way. You can hate me even more after this."

    His blue eyes twinkled in fear as he whispered, "I have feelings for you Cole."

    Those words.

    Planted in my brain.

    I was so shocked that my jaw fell down and I couldn't move. Suddenly, anger corsed through my veins and I screamed, "Oh, this is another one of your tricks, isn't it? You're just using me for fame. You know gay people get more money. Yeah, nice story Dalton. I'm not buying it this time. Just stop lying and being so fucking shallow."

    Dalton's face flashed from confusion to hurt. "W-what??" he choked, tears forming on his eyes.

    I sprung up from the bed and yelled as hard as I could, "DALTON. SHUT THE FUCK UP. I KNOW YOU'RE USING ME. JUST STOP FUCKING LYING. GOOD GOD NO WONDER YOU HATE YOURSELF WHO THE HELL CAN STAND YOU ANYWAY."

    I stormed angrily and slammed his door on the way down. The Rapattoni's threw me worried and inflamed glares, but I dismissed them. I ran out of the house and ran to nothing.

    I felt like the whole world had betrayed me.

    Who was right?

    Who was wrong?

    I ran into a tree and fell down, tears and blood springing from my eyes. I had no idea what to do anymore. I grabbed my jacket from around my face and screamed into it.

-Dalton-

    "GOOD GOD NO WONDER YOU HATE YOURSELF WHO THE HELL CAN STAND YOU ANYWAY."

    Cole sprinted out of my room and slammed the door so hard that the house shook. Those words slapped my face. No one cares.

    No one will ever care.

    I scribbled down some words on a piece of paper and smacked it onto the bed, feeling guilt and anger and shame running through me.

    My family sprinted to my room, asking so many questions. But I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know what to do or trust.

    Cole said it for himself. No one truly cares about me.

    Tears splattered down my face as I pushed past my parents and ran out of my house. It's all over. There's no purpose anymore.

    I should've said goodbye.

    I had no idea where I was running, but I stopped caring.  I ran for hours on end, hunger biting my stomach and my throat demanding water. I would occasionally have to stop and cough up some more blood before continuing to run. My vision became blurry and I ran into so many pedestrians. I tripped over garbage cans and cars crashed into me. I broke my ankle and pulled a muscle.

    But I felt no pain.

    Suddenly my vision became clear as I saw the perfect spot.

    The spot to end it all.

    As I ran toward the bridge I passed Eben's house. He was making out with someone who had very distinct hair... I just simply ignored it and continued to run.

    I looked down at the crashing waves. No one cares, they all lie, no one cares... Those words buzzed in my head.  Goodbye memories, IM5, Max, none of you liked me anyway. I climbed the stairs to the highest peak. Goodbye family, friends, Madi, and all of you motherfuckers lied to me anyway. I stood on the railing. Goodbye Cole, you would be so proud of me right now.

    And jumped.

    -Cole-

    I sat by the tree for hours. I ran my fingers through my hair and wondered how much I fucked up. Occasional cupples walked past, and it hurt like shit to see them. I moaned angrily and wondered what the hell I should do. There was nothing to do, however.  It wasn't like it mattered, no one really cared about me anyway, if they were all to lie to me.

    Suddenly I heard a screech of a car and someone screaming, "COLE? DALTON? COLE??"

    I immediately recognized the voice as Will. He locked eyes on me and sprinted over.

    "WHAT THE FUCKING HELL DID YOU DO TO DALTON?" he snarled so angrily that tears formed down his eyes and foam formed from his mouth. He shook me so hard that all became dizzy, then put me down so I could speak.

    "W-ha.. What?" I stammered.

    Will snached a piece of paper from his bag and waved it around my face. "COLE, READ THE FUCKING PAPER. HOLY SHIT COLE. I KNEW YOU COULD BE THAT SHALLOW, BUT ENOUGH TO KILL YOUR FUCKING FRIEND? BANDMATE? CRUSH?"
    He screamed mean and rude things to my face as I read the paper.

    My hands violently shook as I read the words.

    Dear whoever the hell cares,

    Well it's not like it matters anymore. You were right Cole. You would be so proud of me right now. Don't go looking for me, it's way too late.

                                    From,

                                        I fucked up shit

    I gasped and whispered, "No, no not Dalton,"

    Will stopped screaming, tears of fear and pain falling from his face. "Cole, please stop denying the truth. You like Dalton, okay? You did so much for him, and he did even more for you. Look, if you don't save him, then no one will. You know him better than anyone else and you can save him. If you don't save him for you, then please save him for me."

    Will collapsed on the floor and cried in tears of pain. So much guilt flooded through me.

    Cass had lied to me.

    Will was correct.

    Dalton was going to kill himself for something he didn't do.

    I felt so guilty that I leaned over and vomited all of my dinner, shaking and screaming. I cried hard then got up and started to run.

    Run, who knows where.

    But I can still save him.

    Just as long as it isn't too late.