The Fear of Falling Apart | Just One Regret #2

Chapter 26 - The Wonderful World of Fanfiction

****Brendon's Point Of View****

"Hello Brendon, come sit down." Dr Farnsworth greeted.

"Hello." I mumbled, sitting down.

"I see you're excited as usual."

"Totally."

"If you just give me a second, then you'll have my undivided attention." He murmured.

"Okay."

He printed out a few pieces of paper and stapled them together. He grabbed a folder and the papers before coming over to talk to me.

"Alright, so how are you?"

"Pretty average."

"Why only average?"

"Because I'm still here."

"Okay." He murmured, writing something down.

I tried to lean over to see what he was writing, but he covered it.

"How do you spell your last name Brendon?"

"U-R-I-E."

"Thanks."

"What are you writing about me?"

"I'm not writing anything about you, truthfully. Except your name."

"Oh."

He turned the paper around and handed me a pen. "You need to sign here." He said, pointing to the bottom of the form.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Forms." He stated.

"For?"

"If I told you it wouldn't be as fun Brendon."

"It better not be ECT." I muttered as I signed the form.

"It's nothing of the sorts." He assured, taking the forms back. "Now come on, we're going for a walk."

I was confused, but followed him anyway.

He took me to my shared room. "Take anything that's yours with you."

"Hmm?"

"If you have any belongings in here, put them in this bag." He said, pulling out a grocery bag.

I collected my things and put them in the grocery bag. "What are you doing with this?"

"Nothing." He said, holding the bag out to me. "Now let's go."

I followed him unsurely, hoping he wasn't going to murder me or anything.

We ended up at reception and he was giving the forms to the receptionist.

"What's going on?" I asked again.

"Hush. Jackie's on the phone."

"But I want to know what's going on!"

"You will soon if you shut up."

I huffed in annoyance.

"I swear to god." He sighed. "Brendon you are so close, don't blow it now."

I just remained silent.

The receptionist hung up the phone and gave Dr Farnsworth a silent nod. He walked over and took my arm, before pulling me outside.

"What are we doing now?" I asked.

"Waiting for your wife."

"Huh?"

"The forms you signed were your release papers Brendon."

"Really?"

He nodded.