“…What is going on in here…” a voice said in an amused tone.

“Jesus, Tony,” I hissed, shaking my head a pulling away from Bree. “You scared us!” I said, shaking slightly at the thought of getting caught.

“Sorry, man. I didn’t mean to, uh, interrupt,” Tony said with a blush.

“It wasn’t your fault, sorry,” I said nervously, eyeing Bree who still looked a little shocked.

“Um, I promise I won’t tell anyone,” Tony reassured, and Bree’s tense position relaxed a little. Once that the initial scare had worn off, a light blush crept upon her cheeks—it was awkward to walk in on people making out in general, regardless of who it was.

Bree gave Tony a thumbs-up and looked down at her feet, her cheeks still heating up and her mouth pursed in a rigid line. I blushed, as well, looking down at my feet and not really knowing what to say. The tension in this room now was suffocating.

“Er, I was just coming in to tell you good news, Vic,” Tony finally spoke up.

I looked up at him expectantly.

“I talked to my mom, and she said she would be willing to take you in once we are released,” he said.

I smiled, and Bree squeezed my hand that I didn’t realize she was holding.

“That’s great, Tone,” I said quietly, staring at Tony gratefully as tears threatened to prickle my eyes—happy tears.

“Yeah, she’s visiting again tomorrow so you can meet her with me,” he added, and I nodded with a smile.

“I can’t wait,” I said happily.

“Yeah, so that’s all I was coming to tell you. Sorry about, um,” Tony nodded at us, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at how flustered Tony was. Bree let a small grin escape, as well.

“It’s alright, Tony,” she said. “We should be more careful,” she added, and I nodded in agreement.

“Yeah, at least it was just you Tony, and not Dr. Crowly,” I said, thinking positively and shuddering at the thought. We got lucky—really lucky.

“Yeah, that’s true,” Tony agreed. “Don’t worry about it, though. I knew Vic liked you already, anyway,” Tony shrugged his shoulders, and my cheeks burned more. Bree laughed softly, squeezing my hand again. “Alright,” Tony said with a chuckle. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he waved at both of us and left just as quickly as he arrived.

Bree turned to me slowly, grinning. “So, you talked to Tony about me?” she raised an eyebrow at me, and I chuckled nervously.

“Maybe,” I smiled at her, exposing all of my teeth, scrunching my nose, and squinting my eyes.

“Hmm,” she pursed her lips.

“Alright, yes, I did,” I said. “I needed his advice.”

“About?” she grinned, her eyes flickering evilly.

“About my feelings,” I laughed. “He’s the one who figured out that I liked you in the first place,” I admitted. I thought the words were going to come out shyly, but they comfortably flowed from my mouth.

“Aw, you like me?” she asked, and I glared at her, causing her to laugh.

“And he was the one who told me to tell you. Except I ended up showing you instead,” I said with a grin.

“Well, I’m glad you did,” she smiled.

“Me too,” I said reflectively, thinking about how different I would feel right now if I had kept my feelings inside. I just felt so free, now, with no secrets and hidden emotions weighing me down. Even if Bree hadn’t have felt the same way, it was better knowing than always having to wonder. I guess things worked out the way they worked out because I chose to simply forget regret, and just go for it.

The Vic I used to know six months ago wouldn’t dare to forget regret—he would have kept everything inside, worrying about what could go wrong instead of just doing it.

“Why are you smiling like that?” Bree chuckled at me, and I realized that the corners of my mouth were lifted.

“Do you want me to frown?” I frowned.

She smiled. “No, it’s nice to see you smile,” she said softly. At that, I smiled brightly. “I really do care about you, Vic. I want to see you get better, and I’ll be with you every step of the way. Even if that means you having to spend more time here—which I don’t think will happen. And if this,” she gestured to me and then back to her, “fucks with your feelings in a bad way, you have to tell me, okay?”

“Okay,” I said. “But it doesn’t, don’t worry,” I said honestly. “And I don’t want you to think that you have to… to, um, be with me, just because I want to be with you. Like, I don’t want you to feel obligated—” I rambled, but she cut me off.

“Vic,” she said. “You don’t have to worry about that. I think you are recovered enough for this to not be dangerous,” she said positively. “I know it doesn’t seem right, but I’ve felt this way for you for a little while, now. And I swear I’m being honest,” she said reassuringly. I smiled at her, glad that this was truly mutual.

“But your health has to come first, though, okay?” she reiterated.

“Okay, of course,” I said, understanding. “Thanks, Bree,” I said. “And I care about you, too. So whatever this,” I lightly touched her bruise, “is, you can trust me. You don’t have to tell me what happened if you don’t want to, but just know that I’m here for you, also,” I said.

She smiled weakly. “Thanks, Vic,” she said softly. We stared at each other for a few moments before Bree spoke again after glancing at the clock.

“I have to go, now,” she said, standing up.

“Okay,” I stood up with her.

“Goodnight,” she mumbled against my lips.

“Goodnight,” I said, and then I softly kissed the bruise on the right side of her face. “Feel better,” I said, seeing that the wound looked very painful. She smiled and squeezed my hand as she turned away.

I felt satisfied with our conversation, and all worries simply escaped my brain. For now, I just had to enjoy life as it was—who would have thought that I would ever be able to enjoy life?

I smiled, lying down in bed—it was late, so I figured I’d get some sleep.

I fell asleep thinking happily and being amazed with how much could change in the matter of a single day.

Notes

I never intended it to be Dr. Crowly--It was always going to be Tony ;) You guys are hilarious!
you should have seen your faces! (Well, I can't see your faces, but yknow what I mean)
**does a devil dance**

Anywaaaaay

Sorry this is very very very short but I think their conversation was pretty important, IDK that's just me. But the next chappy will be longer, I promise :) (Although I can't make any promises as to when it will be up----I have like 5 days to do 3 art projects, academic work for 2 AP classes [kill me now], read 3 books..... soooOoooOoo I should probably get crackalackin on all of this before school starts!!! HOLD MEE!)