The Sign of a Murderer (a Chandler Riggs gay fanfic)

Chapter 10

Chandler's POV
I still can't believe that I'm going to lose Hollis, but I have high hopes that he'll pull through, but if he doesn't then I don't know what I'll do. I know he told me to move on, except I don't know if I can. I know that I could go back to Mason, but if Hollis does recover and finds out that I moved on he'll probably be proud of me for moving on, or he'll become jealous and try to win me back. So until I know for certain I'm not going to move on, no matter how long it takes I'm going to wait for Hollis. If it takes more than six months for me to read his obituary in the newspaper then I'll move on. From this day forward I'm going to pray to God to help my boyfriend. I know that I can go and visit him so he can see me one last time if he wakes up, and so I can say my final goodbye.
*ring ring ring*
I took out my phone and noticed that Grayson was calling me, I decided to send his call to voicemail because I didn't feel like talking to anyone right now.

A few minutes later...
*ring ring ring*
I decided to put my phone on do not disturb, then left Hollis's house and started to walk home which would only take me two and a half hours.
On my way home I started hallucinating and no matter where I looked I saw Hollis.
I shook my head and Hollis disappeared.
Ok Chandler you definitely need something to eat and drink.
Luckily there was a McDonald's nearby, so I approached it and entered. I walked up to the cashier and ordered a double Big Mac, a large drink and fries.
When I got my order I got root beer as my drink and sat down at the nearest table.
I didn't eat my lunch for ten minutes because I was too distraught over the supposed death of Hollis, but after awhile I did start to eat.
I finished my burger within fifteen minutes because I still couldn't get over the fact that I lost Hollis. The same went for my fries.
Once I was done with my lunch I grabbed my drink and dumped everything except my drink and the tray into the garbage, and then continued on my way home.

2 hours later...
Even after eating and finishing my drink I still saw my boyfriend, once again I shook my head, except this time he didn't disappear. So I closed my eyes for a few minutes, then shook my head and this time he disappeared.
Since there was a bench close by I sat down, threw my cup in the garbage and started crying again.
"Are you all right sir?"
I didn't answer the woman.
"Sir?"
"Please leave me alone. I don't want to talk about it. I know that you're trying to help, but I really don't want to talk about what's troubling me."

45 minutes later...
I was up in my room and was just lying down in my bed when I heard my door open and close.
I felt someone sit down on my bed. I looked to see who it was and saw that it was my brother.
"Chandler, are you all right? I'm only asking because your eyes are extremely red."
"I'm fine."
"No you're not. Something is bothering you, and if you talk about it it'll make you feel better."
"No it won't. Nothing will...at least for now. So please leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to talk."
"I'm just trying to help."
"I know. I may be up for a conversation in a few hours, but not right now."
Grayson placed a hand on my leg, but I kicked it off and accidentally kicked him off the bed in the process.
I heard a loud thump and checked to see if he was all right and noticed that he had a hand against the right side of his head.
"Are...are you all right Grayson?"
"Yeah. But if you need time to calm down a bit, then I'll come back in a few hours."
"I'm sorry for hurting you."
"It's ok. I know that you didn't mean it."
"I love you Grayson."
"I love you too Chandler."
Grayson and I hugged for a few seconds and then he left my room.

Grayson's POV
"So how's Chandler doing?"
"Not so good mom. He told me to check up on him in a few hours. He's really distraught."
"I just hope he's ok."
"So do I. And just a few moments ago when I placed a hand on his leg instead of one of his shoulders he kicked it off, causing me to fall off his bed and hit my head on his dresser. Besides the bruise I have, I'm fine. He apologized and we hugged before I left his room. And in case you were wondering mom, it was an accident."
"Maybe I should go have a talk with your brother."
"I don't think he's ready to have a conversation yet, but you can try. Maybe you'll have better luck than I did."