He Cared

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"What are you doing down here then?! We should all be up there!" Zack exclaimed.

"No, you don't understand, he.. he did something that was kinda weird"

"Amelia, he's severely drugged up, of course he's going to do some weird shit"

"He tried to kiss me, alright!? He said he has feelings for m-"

"He what?! He tried to kiss you?" He interjected. 

"Yeah..."

We continued to walk down the sidewalk, going nowhere in particular. The dark sky above us seemingly taunting me with things I should've said to Dallon.

"Did you uh.. let him?"

"WHAT?! Of course not! What the fuck do I look like?" I yelled.

"I dunno, you guys are really close, and you care about him so much. Like if I didn't know you were dating Brendon, then I'd say you and him are a thing," He defended.

"But I am dating Brendon, and we are not a thing. So there"

"Alright, damn. Stop getting so defensive"

I sighed, and stopped, Zack turning around to look at me.

"What are you doing?" He questioned.

"I dunno anymore. I wanna go back, but at the same time my brain wants me to get as far away from the hospital as possible. I don't know if I can face him after that"

"Let's go back then," Zack grabbed my arm, dragging me back to the place I regretted going to in the first place.

"Come onnn what the fuckkk, let's just go back to the hotel or something"

"Nope, we're going back"

"Fuck you"

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"Are you serious? Why are you trying to make my life miserable?" I told him after he pushed the button for the fourth floor.

"You're gonna have to face him sometime, might as well do it now"

I stayed silent. I didn't know if I was mad at him, or grateful that he was making me do this. But it's really not that big of a deal. The elevator beeped, and the doors opened. Swiftly, I walked toward his room, stopping outside of it.

"Well, it's now or never, right?" I asked to no one in particular. 

"More like now or later, but sure"

"Fuck off"

Slowly, I opened the door to see Dallon back on his bed, and a very pissed off Brendon looking at me with fury.

"We really need to talk"

"Alrighty then, let's go talk" I said nonchalantly which only made his anger more prominent.

I walked out of the room, and got the attention of a nurse.

"Hello, so I was wondering if you have an empty room that my boyfriend and I could use to talk in for just a quick minute," I asked, a smile on my face.

"Uhmm, let me check, but I'm pretty sure we do," she responded, typing away at her computer.

"We could've just gone somewhere else ya know?" Brendon said through gritted teeth, but I just ignored him.

"Yes we do, follow me," the nurse said, and we both followed her to the end of the hall.

"This room is actually sound proof, which is why we rarely use it, so nobody will be able to hear you guys. I can tell there's something going on between you two"

"Yeah, uh.. thanks?" I told her, and both Brendon and I went into the room, wasting no time after the door shut.

"What is wrong with you!?" Brendon started.

"What's wrong with me?! What the fuck did I do?!" I questioned.

"You tried to kiss Dallon? How the fuck could you do that to me?!"

"Wait wait wait, what? Are you seriously saying that Dallon told you that I tried to kiss him?" I asked, the same fury rising with every word I spoke.

"Well, yeah"

"And you believe him over me?!"

"I don't know who I believe at this point, but I've known Dallon for a long time, and I trust that he wouldn't lie to me"

"Wow. So you're saying you don't trust me?"

"I guess I am"

"He has his story a whole fucked up," I slightly laughed, "After you left for a long ass time, I was going to look for you. When I was at the door, Dallon woke up, and called my name. After that, he said that he had feelings for me, and when I said I didn't have feelings for him he said that he didn't believe me. When I was almost to the door, he got up and grabbed my hand, and when I tried to tell him to stop, he shushed me. Then he leaned in, and I eventually told him no, and left before anything happened. If he said I did anything else, he's completely lying," I looked Brendon in the eyes, making sure he believed me.

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah"

"I honestly don't know who to believe. My mind is so fucked up, and I just can't focus," he turned around to face the window in the room, walking to go look out of it.

"Is there something else going on?"

He stopped for a second, and contemplated for a moment, "no. It's nothing, don't worry"

"Brendon, you know you can tell me anything, right?"

He went silent. I walked over to him, and lightly grabbed his shoulder to turn him around.

"Your mom called me"

"You're kidding. Haha that's extremely funny"

"I'm not kidding. When I left because someone was calling me. That was her"

I stayed silent while Brendon looked at me, sadness crossing his face. 

"Look, I don't want to talk about it. Let's just go"

I nodded slowly, not wanting to pry. He walked to the door, but stopped before he opened it, turning his head to look at me.

"And as for the conversation we had before this one, I believe you"