we're all mad here | b.u & d.w

8. post

I wake up slowly and effortless, I've been here for a few days now so I've just naturally gotten used to the system and routine.
I roll out of bed and throw on my clothes before walking down to the kitchen. Hilda stands filling in some paperwork.

"Morning Bren," Hilda smiles, heading into the cupboard and unlocking it.
"Morning Hilda," I yawn, she gathers my medication and passes them to me. I down them all in one not even thinking about what they'll do to me.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Hilda asks, joining me on the kitchen table.
"Not at all," I sigh, looking down at the table,
"Did you have the dream again?" she questions synthetically, I nod.
"It'll get better sweetie, we're still waiting for the medication to come in," she smiles, I just nod again.
After a short while everyone's sitting around the kitchen table and eating, except for Tyler who's just slowly sipping his water.

"Is Pete coming over today Patty?" Halsey asks, Patrick sighs at the name she calls him,
"Yeah and fuck off Ashley," he groans, I chuckle,
"You're both literally an old married couple," Dallon chuckles, Josh laughs,
"I don't even think they bicker as much as Patrick and Halsey," he smiles, they both roll their eyes chuckling,
"Halsey, there's post for you sweetie," Hilda says, handing her a small parcel,
"Have we got any Hil?" Josh asks hopeful,
"Not today kiddo," she sighs, Josh and Tyler both sigh and look at the table.

"What'd you get Hals?" Dall asks her, we all look over to her, she shrugs and slowly unwraps the parcel.
"It's a letter and a t-shirt," she says sounding slightly confused, she reads the letter as Patrick grabs the t-shirt inspecting it carefully.

"My parents actually checked up on me, well kinda. They told me that they moved to London and hoped I was doing okay, the t-shirts the last thing of mine in their house so they gave it back," Halsey sighs, Patrick hands her the t-shirt, she smiles at it.
"It was my old primary school polo shirt," she smiles, showing it to us all. The shirt was fairly small, the blue it was obviously coloured was now faded, it was covered it various signatures and drawings.
"What are the drawings?" Josh asks,
"On our last day of school we went around the school and everyone signed it. Didn't you do that?" Halsey questions him, Josh shakes his head.
"Remember, Tyler and I went to a rough school and besides no one would've signed ours anyway," he says,
"What about you Patrick? Did you all sign each other's shirts on your last day?" Halsey asks turning to Patrick,
"I actually skived my last day, I never really went anyway. Meaning it didn't necessarily make a massive difference," he shrugs, Halsey frowns, "Brendon?"
"I was homeschooled," I vaguely state,
"Why were you homeschooled?" Patrick asks,
"When I was younger I didn't like being separated from my mum so when I was I had massive stomach aches which I now know is anxiety. So because I literally went home everyday because of it my parents taught me at home," I explain.
"How are you coping at the moment? Being away from your mum and stuff," Dallon asks synthetically,
"I'm not coping well to be honest, but I'll get used to it," I shrug, everyone nods and change the subject.

•

"Hey Brendon, wanna come to Patrick's room him and Pete have got some more weed and we're gonna smoke it," Halsey asks, letting herself into my room,
"Of course you can come in Halsey," I mock sarcastically, putting down my guitar,
"Sorry, anyway you in?" she smiles,
"I thought we weren't allowed drugs and alcohol," I question,
"Yeah we're not but that won't stop us. Besides, Hilda knows anyway but she promises not to tell," Halsey chuckles, I roll my eyes,
"Alright then I'm in," I smile, jumping up and heading to Patrick's room with Halsey.

"Hey guys, he's in," Halsey smiles bursting into Patrick's room,
"Great and fucking knock next time," Patrick sighs, we sit and join Patrick, Pete, Josh and Dallon on the floor. Tyler sits silently on the bed, just taking in everything that's happening.
"I literally just told her that," I chuckle,
"Sorry, it's a habit," she says,
"What if Patrick was wanking and you walked in," Pete chuckles, Halsey looked at him disgusted and we all burst into laughter.