Becoming Bone (ON HOLD TO REWRITE)

Chapter 19

Sorry this took so fucking long and it sucks ass, but whatever. Also it's short af, but I'm sorry. I've been working on my other story a lot and then I realized just how shitty this one and I want to re-rewrite it, so I wasn't really feeling like working on it since it's not very good, but I finally did. So sorry. <3

Oliver's Pov.

When I woke up I was outside and the sun was coming up. My head was resting on Jace's lap and he was watching me. I guess I did pass out after all.

"Morning." I say to him quietly.

"Morning." he repeats with a small smile.

I stare at him for awhile and sigh with content before turning my attention from his face and over to the sunset. It's beautiful. "We should probably head back soon. I don't want you to get in too much trouble."

"Yeah, we should." I say but I make no effort to move and neither does he. We stay like that until the sun is fully up in the sky I sigh as I sit up into a sitting position. "Did you sleep at all?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"One, I was watching you. Two, it wouldn't really be too safe for both of us to be sleeping out here in the open." he says and I nod. He stands up, stretches, and offers me his hand, which I take. When I stand up I stretch too.

"Let's go, I guess." I say and he nods.

"Yeah. Now all we have to do is find our way back. I didn't really pay attention when I was running" he tells me.

"Shit. I have no idea how I got here either. I just ran."

"I'm pretty sure that there's a road that leads the way over to the Terrence House. I know I wasn't twisting and turning when I was running and that's what I remember from the ride here. It's close to the park."

"Yeah, I think I remember that. Kinda. Maybe." I say with a laugh, which makes Jace smile, which makes me smile.

I love seeing him happy. Last night, last night was awful. I hated seeing him like that. So sad and done with life, ready to kill himself. That killed me inside, it really did. So I'm happy that he's happy and smiling now. And yeah, maybe it's not an overall happiness about life, but it's still happiness. He's happy, even if it's just in this moment.

I honestly have no idea what's going to happen when we get back. For all I know we could get kicked out. We could have to go back home or to another place.Like an actual treatment center, not that this isn't an actual treatment center, because it is.

But I mean a lockdown facility. No going outside, no chance of running away, no way to hide food, no anything that could stop our recovery. And I really don't want to go to one of those places. I don't want to leave Jace, or him to leave me, even though I know it's destined to happen at some point. I love him, I really do, and I'd give up the whole world to be with him.

"Well, let's get back. Or try at least." he jokes. My smile grows when he laces our fingers together as we start walking away from the tracks. I take my time to look at him, to really look at him, while we're walking. There are dark bags under his eyes and his hairs a mess. There's a small bruise on his forehead. How'd that get there?

"I hit my head last night." he say and I'm confused. Where'd that come from?

"Huh?"

"You asked that outloud. I was on the playset and fell asleep in the tube. But then I woke up, probably minutes later, screaming from a nightmare. I sat up as I woke up and hit my head on the roof of it." he explains.