Mentally in love (Remington Leith)

Chapter Thirty-One

The next morning I woke up. I was placed in bed with Remington, his arm draped around my waist. A smile was printed on my face. I missed this feeling.

"You aren't up yet?" Someone asked from the door. There stood Daniel. He was wearing a black beanie with the words 'Bitch' stitched into it in white, a pink hoodie and a black jean jacket was thrown over it with his fancy shoes and black jeans. My heart sank. I buried my head into Rem's shoulder.

"Oh shit, hey El..." Daniel trailed off. I looked up at him before hiding back in Rem's chest.

"She's fine, just a little...confused," Remington smiled up at Daniel. I was scared. I didn't know what to expect anymore. I was confused about his reason. Which if he ignored me the whole time I was in that situation after saying he would protect me, he better have a good one.

"We need to talk, everyone else already knows. And when I went to tell you...well, you were gone. My grandma was dying, so I had to fly out. She died that Friday of Karaoke night. I was late on arriving here, but we performed on time, I was going to talk to you after, but you had left. Rem told me it was because of an argument you guys had. And he filled me in on everything that had been happening. I am so sorry for not being there. I never meant to leave you alone during those times. I'm assuming everything is good between you two now?" He asked.

I nodded my head, moving out of the bed. Remington sat up, watching the scene unfold.

"You're okay. I can't be mad at you for a family emergency. I just thought everyone abandoned me. I was so alone. Remi had Emerson, Josh, and Tyler. That was until Tyler got put on lockdown. And I had Chris and Ash. But I met some new friends," I signed.

"So you had people? You promise you weren't alone?" He questioned. I nodded my head.

"I heard you haven't been eating. Why is that? Is everything okay?" Daniel asked, moving my hair out of my eyes, cupping my face and making me look into his eyes.

"I wasn't hungry. I was mad and torturing myself. I think I'm okay now. I just haven't been feeling like myself lately. I feel better being back in my room with no drama," I smiled, singing to him.

"You weren't eating?' Remington asked, turning my attention towards him. I looked down and shook my head no.

'Hey, why? Did I make you stop eating?" He asked, his tone turned serious.

"No, it wasn't you. I just didn't feel like it anymore. I was out of it. I was mad at myself and I was mad at everyone. It had nothing to do with you. It was more like my depression made me lose grip on myself," I explained. I had to speak to him considering he didn't know sign language all that well. But I signed as I spoke.

"I'm so sorry," Remington pulled me into a hug, his head resting on mine.

"It's okay, everything is better now," I smiled.

"Can we eat with everyone today?" I asked.

"If you want, just...me and Daniel will stay by your side the whole time. You can't go off by yourself," Remington demanded... I nodded my head and grabbed Chris' sweater. It was a Motionless In White sweater that had his logo on it. It was just a pullover hoodie and was solid black. The logo was white.

I nodded my head in agreement and brushed my hair out with my hands.

"Here," Daniel pulled off the black beanie he was wearing and placed it on my head. I smiled and thanked him.

"Let's go," Remington shrugged on some jeans, and a leather jacket leaving his bare chest open.

"You look good that way," I signed and winked, not letting him know what I said.