Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

11.

Brendon's POV
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I had been sitting in the rocks all day it seemed like, and my tail was still pulled up to my chest as I sat there.

I felt weak. I had been crying for several hours now, and it was most likely some time in the afternoon, that's at least what I could tell from the look of the sun.

I knew I was still pretty close to the shore, and if anyone paid enough attention and looked below them, they could most likely see me. But I didn't care, I didn't have the energy to move, and my tail felt stiff from me having it in the same position for so long.

I look down at the ring that was still on my finger, the shiny object making more tears well up in my eyes. I honestly felt like I couldn't cry anymore, yet here I was, still bawling my eyes out.

I put my hand against my neck, feeling my gills moving rapidly since my breath was very hitchy. Every time it hitched, it caused little bubbles to erupt from my mouth, and I watched them go up and pop before they were able to reach the surface.

I felt my eyes getting heavy, and I eventually let them close, the burn from crying so much starting to become more apparent as I kept my eyes closed.

I let myself doze off, maybe I could forget about everything. That's what I wanted to do at least.

I wake up not much longer after that, my eyes still burning a whole lot but I try to shake it off, though it doesn't work. I still feel like crying, and I do. I always was told that getting it all out makes it better, so that's what I was trying to do.

I noticed a little seahorse swimming around, I was so close to the bottom that it didn't surprise me that I saw one there.

"H-Hi little g-guy.." I say, mostly to myself but oh well.

I hold my pinky out and the seahorse wraps his tail around it, swaying back and forth with the water. I smile slightly and watch it as the tears flow down my cheeks still. It's not like it was really obvious anyways, I was in the water.

I just let the seahorse hang in my finger, and I watch him sway, sniffling a little every now and then and my breath occasionally hitching.

I looked back up to the surface, seeing that the sun was still shining very brightly, making light reflections in the water and they were very pretty. Almost like the water version of the northern lights that I had been told about when I was a baby.

I look back down to the seahorse that's still on my finger, but I frown as I see him starting to get off. I let him go though, and I wave gently.

"B-Bye, bu-buddy.." I say, smiling a tiny bit.

I end up swimming back up closer to some rocks that are closer to the surface, the water pressure honestly had started to bother me since I was so low.

If you went out far enough I knew for sure you could see me, but yet I still didn't care at all.

My movements were slow as I positioned myself on the rocks, my tail was still sore and I still just felt weak, even more now than earlier because of the way I was laying when I fell asleep.

I lay out, and I only move when I hear a noise from the surface, but I don't bother to see what it is. I still just wanted to lay there, the fluttery feeling in my chest no longer being there like I wished it was.

I wished he was here. But yet here I am.. alone.

Dallon's POV
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I ran down the beach, tripping on the sharp seashells the tide had brought in. Every single curse word I had heard or said went through my mind.

How had I forgotten him? How could I have broken my promise? He probably had left me, I didn't expect him to have stayed.

I stopped at our normal place, scanning the water. I saw some rocks not too far from me, and I could see the tiniest bit of red.

I dove into the water, swimming as fast as I could to the rocks. My feet hurt from the seashells, and I knew that I had to be bleeding, but I deserved it. I gasped, clinging to the rocks in front of me.

I heard the sound of someone crying, and I knew exactly who it was. My heart felt like it was going to shatter into a million pieces, as I climbed up the rocks, which were hard to grab since my hands were wet.

I saw Brendon curled up in a small ball, small sobs coming from him.

"Bren?"

He sat up, looking over at me. "W-where were you?" His eyes were red and puffy, his face tear stained.

"I was taking care of Ryan." I said. "He was sick."

"W-Who's R-Ryan?" Brendon asked. "W-Why's he m-more im...i-important t-than me?"

"Sweetie, no." I said, reaching for his hand, but he moved away. "I....I needed to know that he was okay."

"Y-You broke y-your promise." He whimpered. "Do y-you not l-love me?"

"What? No, Bren, why would you say that?" I said.

I saw anger in his eyes. "Y-yesterday y-you said all th-those things, y-you said I w-was yours, and....a-and y-you left m-me! M-Maybe everyone was right ab-about humans, they j-just hurt you."

"Brendon, look at me." I said softly.

"N-No, you're just g-gonna h-hurt me ag-again." Brendon said, curling his tail around his body.

"Brendon, please. Just this one time." I said. "Bren, look at me."

He sighed, looking up at me. "W-what is it?"

"Darling, I never wanted to hurt you in any way, I fucked this up. I didn't mean to leave you, but my friend was really sick, and I was worried about him." I said gently. "He's not more important than you, I love you with all my heart, Bren, and I know you didn't deserve this. I'm sorry, baby, please forgive me."

Brendon was quiet for a while, looking at the smaller rocks on the larger ones we were sitting on.

"I know you're upset with me, and I want the best for you, no matter what happens to us." I said, swallowing as I prepared myself to say something that was gonna feel like hell. "Brendon, if you wanna leave, then I'll totally understand."

"L-leave?" He asked.

"Yeah, I walk back to my place, and you go back to yours, and we....we don't think about all this anymore." I said. "I'll always love you, Brenny, no matter what happens. It's your decision."

I could imagine him jumping off the rocks back into the water, swimming away, never to be seen again. I felt sick to my stomach, waiting for Brendon's reply, or maybe him just leaving or staying would be enough.

I didn't know what I wanted to hear. I just really didn't want my heart broken for a second time.