Stuck In The Middle With You

"You were about to say something Bently." I told him.

He shook his head. "No, I wasn't."

"Yes you were. You were about to say something that sounded a lot like you, as in me."

"Well you must have been hearing things, because I didn't say anything like that, or wasn't about to."

Tyler and Adam came looking for us. "What's going on?" Tyler asked.

I guess me cornering Bently looked a little weird.

"She thinks she heard something she didn't." Bently said.

"No, I know I heard something, you're just denying it."

Tyler sighed. "What do you think you heard?"

"Know!" I yelled.

He rolled his eyes. "What do you KNOW you heard?"

I don't know why, but I when he asked me that question, something told me to drop it. I don't know why, but I trusted that feeling and did what it told me to do.

"You know what? It was nothing. Just forget it." I said.

Bently looked at me. "You were just freaking out on me about it, and now it's nothing?"

"Yeah. It's not that big of a deal."

Tyler looked between Bently and I. "Come here." He said, grabbing my hand.

"Where are you going?" Bently asked, stopping Tyler.

"Somewhere." He pushed passed Bently and pulled me along. "Stay here." He told Adam.

We walked for a little while before he stopped. He let go of my hand and turned around. "If I told you everything, would you judge me in anyway?"

"I would try not to." I said quietly. I wasn't sure what brought this on, but I wasn't going to ask questions and interrupt him.

"Promise me. Promise me that no matter what I say to you, you won't change your mind about anything unless you want to."

I nodded. "Ok."

"Good. Can you wait until we get back to the hotel though. I don't think it would be a good idea to start telling you stuff, and then get interrupted by those two."

"Yeah that's fine." I mumbled. I was honestly afraid of what he was going to say. I didn't actually think I would get anything out of him willingly. The way he was acting was kind of freaking me out too. I mean it can't be that bad right? Why would I change my opinion about anything? Is this really going to affect me that much?

"I'm just going to apologize ahead of time Ebony." He said.

I looked down. "Why?"

"Because you will probably get mad because I should have told you sooner. I wish I would have told you sooner."

I smiled. "Why didn't you?"

He ran a hand through his hair. "I was terrified. I still am. I don't want to ruin everything."

"You won't."

"Eb, you don't get it. This will have an effect on you, and me."

I sat down on the rock behind me. Did I really want to know this bad. Bad enough mess with both our lives. Then something hit me.

"Why have you stopped calling me baby?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrow. "I thought you wanted me to stop."

"Well I did, but I got so used to it that it didn't really phase me anymore. It was like my name when I was talking to you. It was normal."

He came to sit beside me. "I kind of thought maybe after the fight and all I should tone it down. You wanted me to back off, I've backed off."