He Cared

7

(Warning: This chapter mentions self-harm. Please don't read if it's triggering to you! Thank you! <3)

"Amelia! Millie, wake up! We're here!" Brendon whisper yelled, and shook me gently.

"Hmm..?" My eyes fluttered open, and met his, making me melt.

"Lets go!" He laughed.

I nodded groggily, and opened my door. Quickly, Brendon ran to my side, and helped me get out. When I got out, he held my waist with one hand, and put my hand over his shoulder.  

"Do you really live this far from school?" I asked.

"Yeah. There isn't really any school other than that one in this area, so" 

"Then where did you go to school before you transferred?"

"Well, the school I went to before burned down from a clumsy grease fire that happened in the kitchen. I swear those people are seriously mental. And there isn't any other one over here" I nodded.

When we reached the door, he unlocked it, and we went inside. It was bigger on the inside than it looked on the outside. It was so awesome. Brendon sat me down on the living room couch, and went into what I assumed to be a bathroom. By now, It was 10 a.m, and my parents were most likely awake. So, I texted mom and prayed she wouldn't do anything.

Me~ Mom, i'm moving out. Well, I already did. You won't ever see me again, I promise. 

I set my phone down to the right side of me, and waited patiently for Brendon to come out. I looked around his house, memorizing everything. 

"Want me to give you a tour?" Brendon asked, snapping me out of my trance. I hummed in response.

He gave me a tour of the huge kitchen, the bathroom, his studio, and we went out to the pool. I didn't know he wrote music! 

"So here's the pool. Maybe we could jump in sometime today or something." He smiled.

I frowned. The last time I was in a pool, I was 12, and my parents tried to drown me. The only reason why I didn't die is because I pretended I was dead, and they left me alone. I wanted to cry so bad, but I guess I would do that tonight. Alone. I don't want Brendon seeing me cry. Again..

"Well, now lets go to the guest bedroom, where you will be sleeping!" He led me back into his house, up the stairs, and opened the door into the bedroom. It was like three times the size of my bedroom back home, and it had better things in it. It was plain white, which I actually liked. Simple.

"I know it's kind of boring, bu-" 

"It's amazing! I love it, don't worry. It's not boring at all" I smiled.

He returned my smile, picked me up carried me down the stairs, knowing that I wouldn't be able to do that by myself.

"Thanks."

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. He taught me how to play a few of his favorite video games, and i'm not going to lie, they were actually pretty cool. He showed me a bag of his sisters clothes that actually fit me, so now I actually have clothes. Also, he showed me where he would be sleeping, just in case I needed help with something. He's such a sweetheart.

The day ended quite quickly, and it was soon 11 p.m. I starting getting tired, so all I really wanted to do was sleep. I yawned.

"Wanna get to bed? I'll help you" He asked, smiling.

"Yeah, that would be great! Thank you"

He picked me up, and carried me bridal style up the stairs.