Brendon and I were playing Uno during our free period in the common room, I just put my card down and waited for Brendon to put his down. When he didn't I looked up at his face, he wasn't paying attention to the game, but staring at something across the room.
"What are you staring at?" I asked, I hoped it wasn't 'Ryan' but it probably was. I just needed to get his attention again so he would go away.
"Ryan, he's almost never here when I'm with you," he whispered, still looking at 'Ryan', so I grabbed his hand to get his attention.
"He might go away if you ignore him, he's not real, remember?" I whispered back and we went back to playing Uno, I was getting close to finally beating Brendon again, yes, AGAIN.
Brendon suddenly looked across the room again, then he suddenly stood up.
"Brendon, what are you doing?" I asked, was I not stopping him from seeing 'Ryan' anymore?
"Ryan's still there, I need to talk to him," he answered, I was getting really worried.
I stood up and grabbed onto his arm, I began pleading, "Brendon, please, don't talk to him, stay here with me, please."
"Dallon, I need to talk to him, I'll be right back, it will be okay," he replied, but it wouldn't be. I couldn't stop him from seeing 'Ryan' this time, I was losing him. 'Ryan' came first, he came before me, I needed to stop thinking that it was going to be me. I let go of his arm and Brendon immediately walked away from me.
I sat down sadly, and after a few seconds I heard someone approaching our table, I looked up and it was Brendon. He bent down and put his mouth to my ear, whispering, "If you look at my cards I will not talk to you for the rest of the week."
I lightly giggled, despite the way I felt about this whole thing. Brendon walked away again and all the positive emotions I felt went away. I already was missing Brendon and I felt like I wouldn't get him back, not the way we were before, he had 'Ryan' again. My eyes were starting to water, but I didn't let any tears slip out. I tried to stay quiet and listen to what Brendon was saying, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. I heard him raise his voice a couple times. I heard him start crying, but I stayed in my seat, I heard his voice crack and I heard him start sobbing. I heard footsteps come running towards me, I looked over and it was Brendon.
"Brendon?! What happened?! What's wrong?!" I exclaimed, I want to know what happened to him to make him such a mess. His eyes were all red and puffy, tears were continually sliding down his face. I jumped out of my seat and hugged him as tight as I could. He may keep breaking my heart, but I would still be here for him. I would still support him. I felt my shoulder get wet as he cried into it.
"He's gone, he said I didn't need him anymore, so it was time for him to go!" He cried out. I didn't understand why 'Ryan' would leave, why Brendon 'didn't need him anymore'. Wouldn't Brendon know when that would be and not be so heartbroken?
"Oh, Bren," I said, I didn't want to see him this upset. I didn't know how to help him, so I just hugged him as tight as I could and let him cry into my shoulder, no matter how wet he got it.
"It's going to be okay, Bren. I'm here for you, just cry it out. It's okay," I whispered into his ear. "You cry for as long as you need to, it's gonna be okay. It'll be okay, I promise."
I kept telling him that it would be okay, and he slowly started to calm down. I held onto him tightly until he slowly let me go and looked into my eyes. His face was so red and his eyes were extremely puffy. He looked like a disaster, yet I still found him to look so beautiful.
"Thank you, Dallon, I am so grateful to have you and you mean so much to me," Brendon sniffled.
My heart started beating faster and I blushed, "You are the best thing to have ever happened to me, Brendon. You've been so helpful to me and my life has become so much better with you in it."
I saw Brendon's eyes start to water again, so he said, "Dallon, stop, you're going to make me cry again."
He lightly pushed me and I said, "Okay, but it's true."
He picked up his Uno cards and said, "Let's finish this game of Uno before I start crying. Who's turn was it?"
I smiled and picked up my own cards, "It's yours, and don't worry, I didn't look at your cards, so you can talk to me this week."
He smiled and chuckled, "Good, because I'm going to need you every minute this week. You better not leave my side, I might not make it without you here with me."
"I'll be right here for you, my shoulder is open 24/7 for crying if you need it," I joked.
"I might have to take you up on that offer," he said.
Our conversation was lighthearted, but I knew Brendon meant what he said. He was hurting on the inside, I couldn't do anything to help him ease the pain. Things would eventually get better in time.
. . .
I woke up in the middle of the night, Brendon was having a nightmare this time, not me.
"Ryan, don't go, come back," he quietly whimpered.
"Brendon, shhh, it's okay," I whispered, lightly shaking him, and he stopped. He didn't even fully wake up, just reached out and grabbed me, pulling me as close to him as he could. He probably wouldn't even remember what happened tomorrow. I saw he had a few tears on his face, so I reached over and wiped them off.
"I love you, Brendon," I quietly whispered, and then I kissed his cheek before laying back and falling back to sleep.
A.N.
So after this part, there are about 5 parts left to upload. After that, I have another fic I am working on that has multiple parts right now, it's actually turning out to be pretty long. I thought it would be finished way before now, but it has a lot of parts to it, and I haven't spent as much time to work on it because of school and the inevitable writer's block. I'm thinking it's going pretty well, hopefully, you'll give it a read when it's uploaded and I hope you like it.
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Thankful for Him (My Saving Grace in Dallon's POV) - Brallon
FanfictionMy life left endlessly hopeless, I didn't want to have anything to do with anyone. I was done with people. After so much torment, I just didn't want to give anyone the privilege of my reactions to them. Until I met him. Brendon Urie, who slowly made...