Clockwork Angel (IM5 Colton Fanfiction)

Chapter 17: The Wait is Over

-Cole-

The only thing I heard in response to my confession was a groan from the bathroom. I turned my attention to the door, which was closed. When I tried to open the lock, something collapsed and rattled the entire door. What the... I then heard something drop and a little moan, and it all clicked.

Crap. Crap, no no no. I needed to get this door opened now. Dalton was in there, I was sure in hell, and he was dying. "DALTON?" I screamed, trying my hardest to burst open the door. Anxiety and fear pulsed through my veins as the door wouldn't budge. I swallowed tears, but that didn't stop my shaking hands or my running thoughts. I was about to crash, end it all, but then I remembered when Dalton taught me how to pick a lock with a paperclip. I immediately rummaged through my bag and pulled out my lyric papers. Sure enough, a paper clip was holding the mass amount of paper together. I bent it into shape and tried my heart out to get the damn door opened.

Thanking the Gods of heaven the door opened. Once I shoved open the door, I gasped at the sight. Dalton laid helplessly on the floor, shaking and crying violently in a pool of blood. Cuts splattered all over one arm, while the other one clutched a razor. Tears fell down my eyes. "D-Daltonn," I broke down.

I fell down into the pool and held Dalton close. He held onto me tight on the bathroom floor and sobbed into my shirt. Blood was everywhere, but that didn't matter. We both cried and hugged and never wanted to let go. I wiped away his tears and caressed his face while lightly kissing his forehead. Soon violent shaking died down to slow breaths and soft sobs. I broke the hug and got peroxide to clean the wounds. He snarled in pain, but I assured him it was for his own good. I then wrapped his arm up in glaze and taped it to the skin. Once I was done tending him, Dalton slid down to wall and quivered, "I'm never going to be good enough Cole. Look at me. All I do is cut and cry and complain and I'm a loser, a mistake, I-I shouldn't be here.I..."

I interrupted his rant by bending down to his level and giving him a passionate kiss. He smiled into it as I patted his hair. It felt so right, everything about him was so perfect, I wish I could do this forever... After I broke the kiss, I wiped tears falling from his cheek and looked him dead in the eye, muttering, "I don't want a perfect angel. I don't want my expectations to be met, because they never will be. Dalton, if anyone is a mistake, it's me. I almost KILLED you a few weeks ago! Man, I am never going to forgive myself for that. If I didn't love you, Dal, I wouldn't have wasted my time traveling from LA to Texas at the brink of dawn. Searching hours to find you. I would have not jumped off the freaking bridge, thrown you onto a rock, get eaten by a wave, and risk my life for you. Now I know you're not perfect. And I know it's extremely hard for you to get through self harm."

At this point, I ran my hand over the bandages and looked down mournfully at them. Dalton flinched a little bit, but seemed so entranced by my words that none of my actions would ever hurt him. I gulped back more painful tears before handing onto his hand, squeezing it, and lightly whispering, "I will always be there by your side Dalton. I will help you get through this. Please, if you are ever feeling this way, tell me. We can work it out together, and... And I promise I'll never leave you again. Ever." I choked on the last bit as Dalton hugged me tight. I kept groping that I was sorry, but he stroked the side of my head, forgiving me everytime.
I would be lost without this wonderboy at my side.

-Dalton-

After mentally breaking down in the bathroom and Cole cheering me up, I snuggled with him on the bathroom floor. Strange place, I know, but we didn't want to get up and worked with what we had. Cole then whispered, "Hey Dal, I know that the night is still young, did you maybe want to explore Austin? If you still feel sick and down it's totally fine we can like watch a movie or something."