-Nobodys POV-

"Baby, are you gonna start going to school now?" Dean asked as he walked passed Seth in only a towel, searching for a long sleeve.

"I don't think I can. They'll push me back to being a sophomore." Seth shrugged, eyeing Dean down as he bent down and searched his drawers for a shirt.

"Well, its my last year. So you don't really have to go, they probably called dyfs or some shit on your family. So you probably shouldn't go to school." Dean threw a long sleeve towards Seth. "Hold that."

"Oh, yea. But your still going, right?" Seth put the shirt down on the bed.

"Yea, I got to keep Ro's mom happy. But I don't think I to do college." Dean dropped his towel and slipped on some boxers.

"I wasn't planning to do college either." Seth shrugged. "Oh you need breakfast." Seth stood up and walked out of the room.

"Seth! I'm not hungry!" Dean rolled his eyes.

"You know I don't care!" Seth shut the door making Dean sigh and sit on the ground.

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-Dean POV-

I walked downstairs to smell food. Ugh, something I don't want. I began to turn the other direction towards my room when Seth decided to have a say.

"Downstairs, your food is ready." 

"I'm not hungry!" I groaned and walked up the stairs.

"Dean!" I heard Seth run up the stairs behind me and felt him grab my hand. I rolled my eyes and turned around. "Please, I just wan't you to be healthy again, this, isn't healthy." Seth slid his other hand underneath my shirt and ran his fingers over my ribs and cuts.

"I won't be able to finish all of that everyday." I held on to his hand tighter.

"I don't care how much you eat, I just want you to eat until your body looks healthy again." Seth sighed.

"Whatever Seth." I shook my head and let go of his hand and walked down the stairs, I went into the kitchen and grabbed three pieces of bacon and a glass orange juice. I walked back up the stairs and passed Seth without saying a word and shut my door. I know he wants me to be healthy and all but I really don't want to think about that shit, I'll get healthy in my own time. I put the food on my table and buried myself in my sheets. I hope I die in my sleep.

-Roman POV-

I heard a knock on my door. When I opened my door I found Seth, holding a plate of food. I saw his eyes were red and watery.

"Here, I made breakfast for everyone, including your mother." Seth held out the plate towards me as I grabbed it.

"You okay, Seth?" 

"I'm fine." Seth shook his head and sniffled.

"Come in, lets talk, cause I know, you aren't okay." He sighed silently and walked in, arms behind his back as he sat on my floor. "Why my floor?"

"Because bad people don't deserve to sit on seats." Seth held his head with his hand. More tears fell down his cheeks.

"Don't be ridiculous, sit on the bed." I helped him up and sat beside him on the bed. "What did Dean do now?"

"I think he kinda, snapped on me. I tried to have him eat breakfast, and he told me he wasn't hungry, but I didn't want him to starve, so I still made the food, and when I did, he still didn't want it, i told him that I didn't care how much he ate, i just wanted his body to look healthy again. And then he just said whatever seth, and grabbed a small amount of food, and went back upstairs and closed his door, without saying another word to me. And now I think he's mad at me and I don't want him to be.

"He probably just needs some space, so many things happened at the same time and he probably thinks that thats all you want from him. Which I'm sure isn't true. So just go in there and talk to him, if he isn't sleeping. If he is then just do whatever until he wakes up. But I don't think he's mad at you. So don't over think it, okay?" I looked at Seth who then looked at me, I felt kind of weird, and I felt something weird in my stomach, ugh what is that?

"Thanks Roma-" I smashed my lips into Seths. Oh shit, what have I done?! I quickly pulled away and saw Seths expression.

"Oh my god Seth I'm so sor-" Seth ran away before I finish. When I looked up I saw Dean staring at me next to the doorway, I saw a tear go down his cheek as Seth bumped into him and looked at both of us.

"Dean! It's not what it looks like! I-I can't!" Seth ran away down the stairs and I heard the front door slam. Dean didn't break eye contact with me.

"I'm not loosing him again because of you!" He grabbed the football that was on my desk and threw it at me before he ran after Seth. It hit me right in the eye. I groaned in pain and ran my fingers through my hair. Fuck! I'm such a dumbass.