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

I was silent as I let the words he said process in my brain.

Sure I was hurt, and I still had tears rolling down my cheeks, my eyes burning like crazy, but I didn't want to leave. I didn't want him to leave either. I wanted him to stay, I needed him to stay with me.

My tail flicks a little and I wince, it hurts when I move it, and I really shouldn't be in this position still.

"I do-don't want to le-leave.." I mumble, and I slowly look up at him, tears still trickling down my cheeks. "I j-just don't wa-want you to break y-your prom-promise again."

He looks relieved, and I hear him let out a breath.

"Th-Thank you so much, Brendon.. I swear that I won't break my promise again, no matter what. I cross my heart, baby," he says, and I nod a little hesitantly, though I shake that thought.

I just wanted to be able to hug and kiss him again, to touch him again. I missed him.

I look down at the ring on my finger and I smile a little, sniffling softly as I bring my other hand up to wipe my eyes, my gills flaring as I take a deep and shaky breath, my chest feeling tight for some reason but I try to shake that thought.

"Brendon I can promise you this will never happen again, okay? Baby boy you only deserve the best, and I will never intentionally hurt you, okay? I promise," Dallon says, and I nod gently and sniffle again, my breath hitching.

"Y-You need to m-make it up to m-me though," I say, trying to be playful, but it seems like he actually takes it seriously as he nods at my words.

"I will make it up to you in any way I can, baby doll," he says, and I smile and blush at his words, the fluttery feeling slowly but surely starting to return in my chest with every word he spoke to me.

I knew I couldn't be mad at him for long, I mean, who could blame me? Sure, I had my suspicions because of what everyone I know says, but they don't actually know. Dallon made me happy, and he loved me. That's all that mattered to me. He may have messed up, but surely he wouldn't do it again.

I don't believe he would do it again, he generally seemed sorry, so I was gonna forgive him.

I look up at him and I'm about to see something, but I see him shift and wince, and I cock my head, confused as to what was wrong with him. Was he hurt?

When I looked closer, I noticed that his feet were bleeding. I gasp softly as I look up at him, a state of worry immediately washing over me.

"D-Dally? Wh-What happened to y-you? Why're y-your feet bl-bleeding?" I ask, pointing to them, concern in my voice.

"I just cut them on some seashells, when I came down here. I'm fine, darling. You don't need to worry about it," he replies, but I'm still concerned about him.

I start to get up to go over to him, but I gasp and wince a little as I uncurl my tail, whimpering at the soreness of it. When I get it spread all the way out, I whimper again quietly, trying to mask the pain I was feeling in my lower body.

I look up at Dallon to see if he noticed, and just but the look in his eyes I can tell he did.

"I-I'm fine.." I say and I hang my head, shifting a little and biting my lip to hold back a wince.

I didn't want him to notice how I was feeling, I would be okay. He had already helped me enough, he didn't need to worry about helping me with anything else.

I would be okay, though, I just wanted to be in his arms.

Dallon's POV
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He wanted me, he still wanted me. I sighed with relief, relieved that he hadn't left me.

"D-Dally? Wh-What happened to y-you?" Brendon was saying, pointing to my feet. "Why're y-your feet bl-bleeding?"

I looked at my feet, and sure enough they were covered in blood. "I cut them on some seashells on my way over here, I'm okay."

Brendon moved over to get a closer look, but I heard him make a noise like he was in pain. He looked up at me, scared. "I'm fine!" He said hurriedly.

"Sweetheart, are you hurt?" I asked, putting my hands on his hips. "Be real with me here."

"M-my tail hurts." He said softly. "J-just hold m-me."

He didn't need to ask me twice, I had been wanting to hold him close since I got here. I pulled Brendon into my arms, holding him as gently as possible so I didn't hurt him.

"We n-need to fix y-your fe-feet." Brendon said, as he held onto my still wet shirt.

"I know we do." I said. "And I need to know what's wrong with your tail so it doesn't hurt when you move."

"I-It's just a t-tail cr-cramp." He said.

"Yeah, but it shouldn't bother you this much." I said. "I'm just worried that it'll hurt you later and something bad might happen to you."

I suddenly thought of Brendon's tail hurting him so much that he couldn't swim, and he would sink to the bottom of the ocean.

I turned back to my boyfriend, who was looking up at me with those beautiful eyes of his. "D-Dally, gimme y-your shirt."

I nodded, taking my shirt off. "Is this what you wanted me to do to make everything up to you?"

He giggled. "N-No, I'm gonna t-tie it around your f-foot so you w-won't bleed."

"Sweetie, I'll be fine." I said.

"N-Not if you k-keep bleeding e-everywhere!" Brendon exclaimed, as he tore my shirt in half. I didn't know he could do that, so I was pretty impressed. He tied the strips around my feet tightly, then turned back to me, kissing me.

I wasn't expecting to be kissed, but I was happy about it. I put my hand on Brendon's lower back, not knowing to keep the kiss short and sweet, or long and heated.

I heard Brendon moan, but not in a good way. He lay down on the rocks, curled up in a small ball.

"Bren, what's wrong?" I asked. "Baby, you need to tell me right now."

"M-my tail h-hurts so bad." He whimpered.

I didn't know what to do. I tear in a fin was one thing, but this was another. I had no clue what to do. "Baby, can you move it at all?"

He nodded, flicking his tail in the air. "It hurts though."

"I know you won't want to, but we're gonna get in the water and swim." I said.

"B-but it'll hurt." Brendon said. "I can't swim."

"I've got you, baby doll." I said.

"Y-You can't sw-swim with y-your feet like t-that!" Brendon cried out.

"I know, but let's not think about that right now." I said. "Now try to swim."

I could tell that he was scared, but he did what I had asked.

I watched carefully, making sure he came back up at some point, or at least I'd see some sign that he was fine. But I didn't see that.

I dove under, thankfully seeing him not too far away from me. I grabbed him, pulling him to the shore, trying to not think about how bad my feet stung in the salt water.

I got us to shore, the sand making the cuts even worse. I picked Brendon up again, making sure he was okay. "Babe, you good? Baby?"

"Y-Yeah, you're g-gonna be hurt." He whispered. "P-Put me d-down."

"And what, you crawl to my house? Yeah, that's not happening." I said, noticing that I was tracking blood, but I was only a few feet from the back door of the house, so that made it a bit better.

"RYAN! HELP!" I yelled.

Brendon clamped his hand over my mouth. "N-No! I'm h-here!"

"It's okay, honey." I said, collapsing onto the floor, still holding onto my boyfriend. I hadn't thought of how long I had been bleeding for, but I felt kinda light headed.

"Baby, h-hey, look at m-me." Brendon said. "D-Don't you d-dare pass o-out."

I tried to focus on my boyfriend, but it was getting harder. "I don't feel good, baby.."

"R-RYAN!" Brendon screamed. "R-RYAN! HELP!"

I didn't know what happened next, all I heard was Ryan shout, and felt Brendon's arms around me.

Brendon's POV
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I yell for Ryan as Dallon slowly starts fading out of consciousness.

My hands are shaking now, and I had about a million things racing through my mind. I was terrified of meeting Ryan, especially like this. Dallon seemed to think that I could trust him though, so I hope he was right.

I keep my arms around Dallon as I see who I presume is Ryan, turn the corner and come over to us, my shaking hands now on Dallon's chest.

"Woah, woah, hey! What happened?" Ryan asks, and he kneels down beside me and Dallon. "Did you do this to him?"

"N-No!" I almost yell, becoming defensive since I was scared of him.

"Shit.. okay, okay. So uh, I'm just going to try and not focus on the fact that you have a tail and no legs," he says nodding to himself, and I whimper.

"Okay uhm, fuck. I presume you can't be out of the water long right? So I'll put you in the tub, and put Dallon on the couch while I call another friend of ours okay? I promise they won't hurt you, and I promise I'm not gonna hurt you when I carry you, okay?"

I nodded hesitantly, not wanting to leave Dallon's side but I knew that he would get help if I did.

Ryan instructed me to move, and I slowly did, kissing Dallon's cheek gently as I managed to pull myself off of him. I watch as Ryan picks Dallon up, and he pulls him to the thing he called a couch, before he sits him down on it, turning back and walking to me.

I let Ryan pick me up, him wobbling a little. I remember Dallon saying he was sick, so that's probably why. He races me to the bathroom and he lays me in the tub, like Dallon had done the last time I was here.

He turns the water on, and I jump a little as I feel the hot water hit my skin and my scales, a shiver going down my spine.

Ryan lets the tub fill up almost all the way before he makes the water stop, and he gets up.

"Th-Thank you, R-Ryan," I mumble, and he nods before walking out of the room, presumably to call his friend and help Dallon, leaving me in here by myself.

I didn't like being in this 'house' without Dallon with me. He made me feel safe, and right now, I'm just terrified, my hands still shaking as I grip the sides of the tub, trying not to get water everywhere due to my large fins.

"D-Dallon.." I whimper to nobody but myself, and I wrap my arms around myself, wanting someone's touch, but I knew I couldn't have it. Hopefully if Dallon woke up, he would come hold me, and everything would be okay again.

I'm willing to talk to Ryan but he scares me, and by the way he was talking, I'm guessing there's going to be more than one person coming.

What if they try to do something to me? Dallon wouldn't be able to help me if that happened. Or what if they take me back to the water without letting me see Dallon? I needed to make sure my 'boyfriend' was okay!

My tail flaps a little and I wince. It still hurts, but the warm water is starting to relax me as I lay in it for longer and longer.

I push those bad thoughts about what could happen to me to the back of my head as I lay back in the tub, silently hoping, and praying, that Dallon would just magically wake up, and I wouldn't have to deal with all the people, and I could just sit in his arms.