Halcyon (Bo Burnham Fanfiction)

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POV Alana.

I paced back and forth. In this case I didn't know what else to do. Bo watched me waiting for my next move.

"I don't understand." I finally said at a lose for anything more constructive. I refused to look at him but I could feel his gaze heavy on me. "Why?" I finally chocked out fighting tears. I stoped my pacing to look up at him. He shrugged looking away from me.

"I... don't know." He admired. "I just needed a quick way to make some money." Bo added and I noticed the ashamed frown he wore. Good. At least he has the decency to look ashamed.

"So you're dealing drugs!" I shouted shaking my hands. He could have got a normal job god knows this town has plenty! He flinched slightly. I continued to lecture him letting all the anger and doubt and betrayal I had felt the last few months seep into my voice. He rubbed his face growing more and more frustrated the less and less I let him butt in to defend himself. He began to run his fingers through his hair sighing deeply. I fought tears as I threw my arms about instigating the worst fight I think we've ever had.

"Do you think I want to do this?!" He finally shouted over me silencing my screams. "Do you think I want to be like this hang out with these people?!" He stalked toward me as he too let out his built up frustration. His hands latched onto my wrist violently shaking my arms. I tried to break free but the harder I fought the tighter his grip got. I couldn't even take into account his words I was so scared of him right now. I knew he didn't want to be like this. But if he doesn't then why doesn't he just change?

"This is all I know!" He finally said his voice braking halfway through the sentence. He let go of my wrists letting his forehead fall against mine. "You're the only good I have." We sat like this for a moment the only sound our ragged uneven breaths. I wanted to push him away tell him to go fuck himself. I wanted to walk away and never turn back but I couldn't will myself to move or talk. He lifted his head slightly his fingertips brushing over my red wrists. "I'm sorry." He spoke softly. "I didn't mean to hurt you." His voice sounded so sad and genuine I felt my resolve growing weak. He pulled back just far enough to look into my eyes. "I love you." I didn't respond for a moment my answer was obvious but I couldn't chock out the simple words. "Do you love me too?" He intertwined our fingers and I felt tears pool in the corners of my eyes.

"Yes." I bit my lip holding back tears. "I love you." I sighed like a weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. No the fight didn't resolve the problem at hand. Bo was still dealing drugs and it didn't look like he was willing to stop anytime soon. But I did feel better. We both got to vent and I got the reassurance that I needed. Now I know for sure he wants to change. When that was going to happen though I had no clue.