Thankful for Him (My Saving Grace in Dallon's POV) - Brallon

Love

It had been a week since 'Ryan' had left Brendon, and he still had his nightmares, but I softly woke him up and he would immediately cuddle up to me. I saw him look around the room sometimes, looking for 'Ryan' sadly, it broke my heart. We were going to have our meeting with Dr. Wentz and I couldn't tell who was more nervous, me or Brendon. It was our first meeting with him since 'Ryan' left and we knew Brendon would have to talk about it. Brendon hasn't really said anything about it to me anyway. 

I was nervous because I knew I would have to talk to someone besides Brendon again, I wasn't as nervous as I was last time. I knew that talking to Dr. Wentz wasn't as bad as I was making it out to be, it wasn't too bad the first time. I also was nervous because the only reason Brendon was here was because he was seeing 'Ryan', so now that he wasn't seeing him anymore they might make him leave. I don't know what I would do if they made Brendon leave. 

"I hope 

"I doubt it," he replied. "I've just barely stopped seeing... Him. I don't want to leave here without you anyway. But if they made you 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 smiled at that, "You're the most amazing person I have ever met."

Brendon stared deeply into my eyes and whispered, "You're the most amazing person I have ever met too."

I was smiling as wide as I could, I was so insanely happy, that I suddenly blurted, "I think I've fallen in love with you." 

I didn't even mean to say it, but the outcome wasn't too terrible when Brendon replied, "I think I've fallen for you too." 

I was surprised, Brendon loved me? This was the best moment of my life, so I leaned in and kissed him passionately, happy to find him kissing me back. We had forgotten about our worries of the meeting and talking to Dr. Wentz. All that mattered in that moment was us. 

When we pulled apart, Brendon whispered, "Woah, that was amazing."

I remembered our first kiss and said, "You're not going to reject me this time?" 

"Oh, shut up," he joked and he kissed me again. 

. . . 

We had just sat down in Dr. Wentz's office, he left us no time to get settled into our seats. 

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

"H-he's-"He started to stutter out, I knew he was too nervous and it was too early for him to talk about. I didn't want him to struggle through trying to tell Dr. Wentz.

"He's gone," I said, I looked over at Brendon and smiled, this was for him. 

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

Brendon nodded his head, "Yeah, he left me." 

I reached out and grabbed Brendon's hand, giving him my support. He started squeezing it tightly, reminding me of our first meeting. I saw him slightly relax at the comfort of squeezing my hand, I let him do it, I did it to him anyway. 

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

"A couple days ago," Brendon admitted, I knew we should have told them earlier, but we wanted to make sure he was gone. 

"That's great! I think we should keep you here a little while longer to make sure he is really gone," Dr. Wentz cheered, he was extremely happy, and I was extremely proud of Brendon. "You should be able to leave here pretty soon! I'm so-"

"I won't leave without Dallon," Brendon declared, interrupting Dr. Wentz. He really was going to stay with me?

"Are you sure? Dallon still might be here for quite awhile," Dr. Wentz informed. 

"Yes, I'm sure. How much progress do you think Dallon will make without me here anyway?" Brendon asked, he had a point, I really needed him. 

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

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

This made me happy that he actually wanted to stay with me, instead of the freedom he had desperately wanted since day one. 

"Well, okay then. You two have bonded more than I thought," Dr. Wentz replied. "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."

I quickly shook my head, I haven't talked about that to anyone, I just started talking to Dr. Wentz, a person other than Brendon. Now they want me to talk about how I stopped being tortured everyday and talk about the torture? No way. 

"I haven't even told Brendon yet, I'm not ready to talk about it," I whispered. 

"Dallon, it's been years," Dr. Wentz said, implying that I should be able to talk about it. He didn't know what it was like. I never told a single soul about the bullying. 

"That doesn't mean I am ready to talk about it!" I snarled, I would be ready when I was ready. They weren't going to pressure me into talking about it. 

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, we can talk about this another day," Dr. Wentz apologized, I took this as an opportunity to leave, so I stood up and dragged Brendon out of the room. Tears were threatening to leave my eyes, I held them in until I couldn't any longer. I marched us into the common room and sat us down at our table, then I turned to Brendon, who pulled me into a hug. 

"Shhh... It's okay, baby, it's okay," he hushed, neither of us saying anything about the fact that he called me 'baby'.  He was doing his best to calm me, but it just wasn't working. 

"It's not okay! I'm never going to live the same because of how they tormented me!" I cried out, it was true, I would never feel comfortable around people again. 

"Who?" Brendon asked, but I shook my head, I thought I had shown I didn't want to talk about it yet. 

After a couple of minutes, Brendon lightly chuckled and said, "Are we ever not going to be crying? One stops, the other starts, is that how this works?" 

I laughed at that, mumbling a quiet, "I don't know."

"If I let you beat me in Uno, would that cheer you up?' Brendon suggested playfully. 

"Maybe," I replied. 

"Okay," he said, starting to pull away. I reluctantly let go of him so he could get the cards. We started our game and Brendon kept giving me draw 2 and draw 4 cards. That wasn't letting me win. 

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

"I'm sorry, they're all I have, it's not my fault!" He defended. We continued until Brendon got an uno and eventually beat me, again. I threw my cards down in defeat. 

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

He started laughing, "I'll do my best, Dal."

"I'm counting on you," I replied. 

We played our game, and Brendon was actually letting me win like he promised. 

"Yes!" I cheered excitedly when I won. I accidentally caused a few people to stare at me strangely. 

"Sorry," Brendon said, and turned to me. He started smiling brightly at me, I was confused, he just lost, what made him so happy?

"I love you, my saving grace," He told me, my breath hitched and my heart stopped.

"I love you too, my saving grace," I replied, smiling back at him. 

A.N.

I am so sorry I forgot to update yesterday, there were things going on and lots of drama. I also was very tired, I fell asleep in calculus multiple times. But here's your update, I'll make sure to update tomorrow.