My Saving Grace - Brallon

I Won't Go

Dallon was helping me deal with the loss of Ryan, providing distractions from the pain. I would occasionally look around the room, expecting Ryan to be there, but he never was. He never would be again.

We had our first meeting with Dr. Wentz since Ryan left coming up and I felt a little nervous. Would they make me leave now that I wasn't seeing him anymore? I wasn't going to leave without Dallon, he needed me and I needed him.

In fact, it was the morning before the meeting and we were laying in Dallon's bed together.

"I hope they don't make you leave," Dallon worried. "I don't want to be in this place without you."

"I doubt it, I've just barely stopped seeing... Him. I don't want to leave here without you anyway. But, if they made me leave, I would visit you everyday, I would come as early as I could in the morning and stay as late as I could," I promised.

"You're the most amazing person I have ever met," he smiled.

We were turned on our sides, facing each other, our faces inches apart. I stared into Dallon's gorgeous eyes and I realized how much I cared for him. I realized that he was also the most amazing person I met, so I told him.

Dallon smiled at me widely. "I think I've fallen in love with you," he whispered.

I smiled back at him and whispered back, "I think I've fallen for you too." He looked a little surprised. 

Dallon leaned in and kissed me deeply, and I immediately kissed him back. I felt happier than ever, all my worries and trouble faded away. My heartbreak and pain forgotten. All I could think of was Dallon.

"Woah," I said blissfully. "That was amazing."

"You're not going to reject me this time?" he teased.

"Oh, shut up," I said, pulling him in for another kiss.

. . .

We walked into Dr. Wentz's office, feeling unprepared for this meeting.

"Let's get started, Brendon, what's the update on Ryan," Dr. Wentz said.

"H-he's-" I started, I couldn't say it, it hurt to think about and I could possibly have to leave Dallon.

"He's gone," Dallon finished. He looked over at me and smiled.

"What?! Really?" Dr. Wentz asked.

I nodded my head sadly, "Yeah, he left me."

Dallon reached over and grabbed my hand. I started squeezing it tightly and I relaxed a little.

"How long ago did he leave?" said Dr. Wentz.

"A couple days ago," I replied.

"That's great! I think we should keep you here just a little while longer to make sure he is really gone. You should be able to leave here pretty soon! I'm so-" Dr. Wentz said excitedly.

"I won't leave without Dallon," I interrupted.

"Are you sure? Dallon still might be here for quite awhile," he questioned.

"Yes, I'm sure. How much progress do you think Dallon will make without me here anyway?" I responded.

"That's true... I could let you stay with him all day and work with him, then you could go home at night," Dr. Wentz suggested.

"One of the times Dallon needs me most is during the night. I know what I am doing and I am not leaving without Dallon," I declared.

"Well, okay then. You two have bonded more than I thought," Dr. Wentz said. "So, Dallon, can you tell me why you closed off from everyone? I have literally nothing about it. Your parents said you just came home one day and you wouldn't interact with anyone."

Dallon rapidly shook his head. "I haven't even told Brendon yet," he whispered. "I'm not ready to talk about it."

"Dallon, it's been years," Dr. Wentz said.

"That doesn't mean I am ready to talk about it!" Dallon spat.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry," Dr. Wentz said softly. "We can talk about this another day."

Dallon immediately stood up and pulled me from the room. He dragged me down the hallway to the common room and sat us down at our table. He turned to face me and tears were running down his face. I quickly pulled him into a hug.

"Shhh... It's okay, baby, it's okay," I whispered.

"It's not okay!" He sobbed into my neck. "I'm never going to live the same because of how they tormented me!"

"Who?" I asked, but I felt Dallon shake his head, so I didn't pursue the answer to my question. 

"Are we ever not going to be crying?" I joked. "One stops the other starts, is that how this works?"

I heard Dallon lightly chuckle. "I don't know," he mumbled.

"If I let you beat me in Uno, would that cheer you up?" I teased.

"Maybe," Dallon laughed.

"Okay," I said and I retrieved the Uno cards from the board game table.

I shuffled the cards and dealt them, but as soon as I picked up my cards I knew it would be impossible for Dallon to win. They were all draw 2, draw 4, and wild cards.

We started playing and Dallon was getting frustrated with drawing cards.

"Brendon! I thought you said you would let me win!" he exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, they're all I have, it's not my fault!" I shouted back, laughing.

I set my last card down and Dallon threw his massive hand of cards on the table and groaned. I started to reshuffle the cards so we could play again.

"You better let me win this time since you were supposed to last game," Dallon growled.

I laughed, "I'll do my best, Dal."

"I'm counting on you," he said.

I just smiled at him and handed out our cards, playing carefully so I could let Dallon win.

"Yes!" Dallon cheered loudly when he finally won, causing a couple people to stare at him.

"Sorry," I apologized for him and smiled at him happily.

Dallon looked at me curiously as I had just lost but was smiling at him.

"I love you, my saving grace, " I told him proudly.

"I love you too, my saving grace," he replied breathlessly and my heart fluttered.

A.N.

I'm watching the last couple episodes of season 8 of The Vampire Diaries and Bonnie and Enzo are reminding me of Brendon and Ryan in this fic. Now I'm emotional, WHAT HAVE I DONE

Next update: Tuesday