A/N
Play the song as you read because it has a meaning and the story is much better with the black pages/background... I'm sorry in advance.🌸
___________________________"Where were you? Huh? Where were you when I was stabbing myself bloody. Where were you when I was rotting in this dirty mental hospital? Hmm oh, but I knew where you were. Catching feelings for him, huh. My replacement? You never called, never sent me anything, never did anything except what, maybe two visits a month? You know? Where were you, when I had NO ONE. Where were you when my parents stopped visiting. Where were you when I wanted to fucking kill myself? And guess what I did? I stayed awake, every night asking myself the same question over and over and over again. Where is he? Huh? Where. Were. You. You were supposed to be there for me. You promised you'd be there for me but, no, you were there for him. And you know what that did? It broke me. You broke me. And you were the last person I thought could do that."
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<Josh's Pov>
I park the car and smack Brendon awake..again. He jerks slightly, before slowly getting up. He looks at me for a good five minutes before shrugging and getting out of the car. I sigh and get out too, following him to the rusted hotel. "You couldn't at least find a hotel without two inches of filth caked into the carpet?" he says as we walk into the lobby. I roll my eyes and shrug. "We won't be here long anyway." he gives me an unconvinced look and I let out a sigh. "I promise." I say, trying to ease his doubt and he nods with a small smile. "Okay." he says softly with a slight blush covering his face. I give a questioning glance and he turns away quickly. I push it to the back of my mind and get our room keys. I lead Brendon to our room and pray it looks better than the lobby. I push the key into the lock and push open the door. My eyes light up and I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god." I say as I prance into the room, which was amazing, compared to the crusted carpets in the lobby. Brendon follows after and smiles brightly. "Holy shit. They've got a whole couch in here." he says, while excitedly flopping onto the couch.
I laugh softly and walk toward the bedroom. I stop in my tracks and sigh. "Brendon. They only gave us one bed." I say with a confused tone.
YOU ARE READING
Hospital for Souls (ryden)
Terror"I let waves of insults crash down on me, feeling myself drawing closer to an attack and then, it stops and the room is dead silent." {Ryan is sent to a mental hospital and falls in love with not one, but two boys, which always leads to trouble. But...