Camisado || Brallon

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Dallon's POV:

I called Tyler after my visit. I couldn't wait to tell him what happened.

"Hello?" Tyler answered.

"Hey it's Dallon guess what!"

"What?!"

"Brendon visited and..." I paused.

"And what? Spit it out."

"I gave him a blow job," I whispered into the phone.

"Holy shit congratulations. That's all that happened?"

"Yeah I was still too nervous to take off my clothes but, next time he comes he's giving me a blow job."

"So you need to get your weight down. What are you at right now?"

"129 last I checked."

"Good now you just need to lose 29 pounds. Are you eating?"

"No."

"What about throwing up?" Tyler asked.

"I can't. I promised Sarah that I wouldn't."

"Since when are you and Sarah friends?"

"Since you left. She thinks that you were a bad influence on me."

"If helping you lose weight so that you're not fat makes me a bad influence then I don't care. I'm just trying to help you."

"I know. I was just so mean to everyone and that wasn't your fault."

"Yeah it's not my fault your an emotional fuck."

"Hey I'm offended."

"It's true," Tyler laughs.

"Whatever I gotta go."

"What? why? I didn't mean it. I'm sorry Dally."

"It's okay I'm not mad at you but I have to go my time is up on the phone."

"You and your stupid phone rules."

"Okay bye Tyler."

"Bye babe mwah."

"No Tyler I'm with Brendon now."

"You gave the guy a blow job you didn't purpose to him."

"Oh shut up. Bye."

"Byeeeee."

I hung up the phone and walked back onto the unit. Frank and Sarah were talking in the corner of the dayroom so I walked over towards them.

"Hey what's up?" I asked.

"The doctor said I get to leave next week." Frank said excitedly.

"Why are all my friends leaving me?" I whined

"Hey well maybe if you started eating you could get out too."

"Ha your funny. I'm trying to lose weight not gain weight."

"You don't need to lose weight. You're like a walking stick."

"More like a walking pig."

"I wish you could see what we see in you."

"You guys are just afraid to tell me the truth. You're scared you're going to hurt my feelings but, you're not. I already know I'm fat. That's why me and Tyler are such good friends. We don't lie to each other. We tell each other when we need to lose weight."

"Have you seen Tyler? He's killing himself. Pretty soon he's going to be hooked up to machines that will feed him because he won't do it himself. That is not a good person to listen to. He's sick."

"Whatever. You just don't want to hurt my feelings I get it."