A broken boy and cheap bottle of Whiskey [completed]

chapter 8

hello its me again! ! in the same day hell yeah im on a roll! !! or its just that I have nothing better to do with my Saturday afternoon :p

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Brian's p.o.v

As we walked back to his house zacky let me lean on him since I really couldn't walk well on my own so it took us till near 5 in the morning to get to his.  But as we where about to walk up his drive I couldn't help but stop, I didn't want to intrude on his family especially on a Sunday morning!

Zacky seemed like he was reading my mind because as soon as I stopped and he shot me a knowing look.

"dude don't worry my mum has an early shift at the dinner she works at so she's already gone and my sister and brother sleep like babies so they won't care." he gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze and led me up to the door. Once there he pulled out a set of keys from his pocket which I noticed had a misfits key chain on it and I couldn't help but snort in appoveral.

we walked into the quite house and he led me into the kitchen to find some food.

"we have everything and anything so what do you want? " he motioned to the entire kitchen.

"um. cereal will do thanks." I didn't want to make a fuss over me. so he went over to the top of the fridge and picked up the only box of lucky charms he pulled out a bowl and milk along with a spoon for us both and motioned me to eat first.

I poured out a gracious amount of cereal and splashed a ton of milk and within seconds it was gone.  zacky laughted while he reached over rubbing my milk mustaches away causing me to blush again.

"when was the last time you ate?" he asked jokely.

"um. well I had a protein bar from the fridge before I left this morning. " he shot me a questioning look

"And the time before that?" 

I wasn't the best at lying but I try my best when it comes down to it but today was my off day from all of that.

"umm .well .yeah yesterday?" I looked around the room not wanting to look into his eyes knowing he could tell that I was lying.

"you're lying! just tell me!" he said in a soft tone.

against my better judgement I looked into his eyes and broke.

"mm. I think it was Thursday or Friday maybe. " I trailed off as he gasped in shock.

"what you mean you haven't eat anything all week since I last saw you except a stupid protein bar and that bowl of cereal. "

I could only nodded in confirmation of his statement and soon I heard his chair screech and he walked over to the fridge grabbing ingredients for pancakes.

"I hope you like pancakes! " he said mixing everyone and glancing over his shoulders at me to gain a nod of conformation from me. Man was this guy perfect.

After we have eaten our fill of pancakes he took me up towards the bathroom ushering me to sit on the counter as he pulled out a first aid kit.

I surely had done a number on my knees when I fell as I looked down at the dried blood as he cleaned out my wounded we didn't speak we just sat in a comfortable silence.

"do you want a shower?  so you can clean up and I can wash your cloths if you want?"

"I .yeah I'll take a shower but my cloths are okay." I didn't want him to see my arms and thighs or my sides.

With that he left me and I stripped down and into the shower, The water burned my cuts but felt so good. Then I let my mind wounder as to what had just happened. He was being so understanding to me. Not asking any majot questions tho I knew he was dying too. He was truly a remarkable guy, unlike me.

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