White Walls {A Brallon Fanfic} [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 10

Brendon's POV

After that night I cried hysterically into Dallon's chest while he held me. It was like I was getting back my childhood back. Like a hug from a parent I never had. I wasn't the same after that dream. I had that dream at least 3 more times that dream. Every single time, Dallon woke up and held me. It wasn't until after testing one day the next week that I finally got the control and courage to tell him what actually happened. He was very understanding, but didn't elaborate much on the topic. There wasn't much use dwelling on it anyway.

In other news, a lot of birthdays are in the upcoming month. Patrick and I are both turning a year older. I'm turning 13 and Patrick turning 15. Pete and Patrick are excited. They're trying to set up a small celebration for us. We don't have much, but they are plotting to deal with what we have.

Dallon has seemed a little more distant lately. He's been eating his mush, but he's getting skinnier and there are bags forming under his eyes. I'm starting to worry if I wasn't worried about him before. I sometimes wonder late at night why I care so much about him. I care about Pete, Patrick, Tyler, and Josh as friends and brothers because I've spent 4 years of hell with them. They know me better than I know myself sometimes. I feel like Dallon knows me better than any of them on a different level entirely though. We met like two weeks ago and we don't know much about each other, yet I've never felt closer to anyone before. He's my calm in the storm that is my life. He's a light in the dark even though he seems depressed himself. I just can't quite put my finger on it. We understand each other more than brothers could. He's the yin to my yang, the white to my black, blah blah blah cliches and nonsense. Those are the only words I really have for this feeling for now. Maybe I'm just depressed and desperate or confused.

"Hey Brendon." Dallon said as he tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to see his face full of fear and worry. I started to worry for him.

"What's up? Anything bothering you?" I said. I was becoming increasingly concerned. What if he was having a schizophrenia flare up. Maybe one of his alternate personalities were coming out. Calm down Brendon, 

"The shadows are here. Help me. They want to hurt me and you. They say my name and threaten me. Help me please." Dallon whispered and pointed to the opposite corner of the room as if he was worried that someone- or something- was in the room, listening to the conversation. He sounded really deeply disturbed or panicked. As soon as he said that, I knew right away what he meant. I was right. It was his schizophrenia. He said it was getting better for a little while. Then I thought back to the rest of the week. Mrs.Dutch had left us alone for the most part. She only screamed at us a few times. Maybe my nightmares or his own. That I may never know. I looked into his eyes for a second then hugged him close.

"Dallon, I would never let them get you. Whenever you're around me, you know that they will not be able to do anything to hurt you. They don't mean anything. The only thing that matters is that they won't get you anything and that's a promise I can keep." I said, holding him in my arms. He calmed down and melted in my hold. I got that feeling again that I couldn't explain.

Dallon's POV

I saw them. They scared me. They tormented me. I hated them. I was terrified, even after all these years of seeing them there, I never got used to thier presence. Every single time they decided to stop by, it got more and more frightening. There was something different about this time though. The aura they gave off wasn't as intimidating. When Brendon spoke, they seemed to cower in the corner, almost scared of his bright exterior. I was still terrified. I decided to tell Brendon. He would understand. Maybe they would leave if he knew they existed. He made everything better. When I told him and he held me in his arms, I felt truly safe. He told me they would never hurt me ever again and just like someone flicked a light switch, they disappeared in a dark plea of agony. 

I have never heard truer words than those that came from Brendon in that moment. I was so grateful I had a companion like him. He would make this place less like hell. My life was hell and the boys told me that it would only get worse from here so I had time to brace myself. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after Brendon came into my life.

Brendon's POV

The other boys were starting to notice my fondness for Dallon. They looked happy for me. They knew that i was depressed and alone in this place and were relieved that I finally found my happy place within Dallon. They had thier happy places already. I was a little late to the game. They were happy I finally showed up for it. Pete and Patrick were in the white room when Dallon and I had this conversation and he smiled for the first time in forever. They really were happy. I was happy too. Josh and Tyler were inspired and became even better friends than before if that was even possible. Pete and Patrick were like the motherly and fatherly figures in this situation. They acted like proud parents.

I was almost happy. I wish things lasted though