Nicotine: the sequel to 'The Ballad Of Brallon'

The celebration

*Guys it's sweaty balls not swimming pools*

Dallons pov: 

I finally got to bring Brendon home with me. He looks so much happier after being there for almost a month. As I'm driving us home his fingers inter lock with mine. He tells me the first thing he wants to do when we get home is record his songs. He has been talking about this album for the longest time and he finally wants to make it. 

I pull into the driveway and bring Brendons hand to my lips. I kiss the back of his hand softly before releasing it as we step out of the car. I start blushing. He asks my what I'm blushing for. "Nothing," I say as I reconnect our hands. 

Brendon opens the door and everyone jumps out to yell surprise. We have two boxes of Pizzas for every kind they had. Zack pops open a bottle of champagne. Brendons eyes start to water. "Thank you guys for being here celebrating my release from the hospital," he says "Now let's get this party started!" 

I drag Brendon upstairs to our room so we can celebrate in private.

Brendons pov:

Once Dallon pulls out of me he comes to lay down next to me. I fall asleep in his arms. Or so he thought. I love being able to sleep in the warmth of Dallons arms. But, I'm not sleeping. Once everyone leaves the house, I walk down to the basement. I look at the same spot I looked at almost a year ago. Even though all the stains are gone I can still see the fresh blood.

I can see images of Dallon screaming for help. Cutting himself till he dies in my arms. I'm curled up in a ball shaking. I can fight this feeling. I say that to myself over and over till it feels true. I walk back upstairs to the kitchen, make myself some coffee then go back into bed wrapping Dallons arms back around me to keep me warm. I stare at Dallon and tell myself, "He's still alive. He won't leave me."