Landon, wondering why Taka had ran after Roman, tried to go after his sister, but couldn't catch up. He then turned and went back to his dad's room. Quietly opening the door, Landon goes inside, gently closing the door behind him. He stood there, watching the guy with the two-toned, colored hair named Seth, sleeping with his head on Dean's bed and holding his hand, their fingers laced together. Landon was not at all sure what to think about it all. So, quietly, he goes to the other side of his dad's bed, pulled up a chair, and sat next to Dean's bed.
The chair makes a noise as Landon sits down and it startles Seth awake. He awakens, groaning, realizing how stiff his back is. Seth aqueezes Dean's hand, as if to let him know he's still there and not leaving his side. Seth looks across the bed at Landon and gasp at his looks. Landon stared back, " What is it, Mr. Rollins?"
" I'm sorry I was rude earlier. I was just so worried about Dean that I ignored you and your sister. As for me staring at you, it's uncanny how much you look exactly like I did at your age." Seth explained. Seth, chewing his bottom lip, wondered how he could ask Landon about how Dean ended up in the state he's in now, camatosed.
Seth clears his throat and looks to Landon, Landon seemingly knows Seth has questions, simply nods at Seth, giving consent to ask. " How did Dean end up in ICU, in a coma?" " Well, Mr. Rollins, Dad explained about his past to Taka and me, we wanted to know about our mother. Little did we know, we had no mother, as far as a woman was concerned. After telling his story to us, Taka flipped out refusing to see or speak to dad. I'm guessing he thought she and I had abandoned him too. He's never gotten over you and Roman. So, my turn to ask a question."
Seth nodded, tears welling up in his eyes, already knows what he will ask. " What exactly happened between you and Dad? I mean, you had to be very special for him to never been able to get over you. Not only that, but to slice his wrist and cutting? What the fuck did you do to him?"
Seth sighs deeply, cleared his throat, trying above all else not to cry, or bolt right out, run to the nearest bar and drink the memories away. " I was going to propose to Dean that night. I was so nervous, I wanted it to be perfect for Dean, so I asked Roman to help me, when it got to the part that I get down on my knee with ring in hand, holding it up in practice to Roman so it would be perfect, Dean walks in and went crazy. He wouldn't let me or Roman explain. That was the night the three of us quit, and Roman and I, never saw or heard from Dean again, until the nurse called Roman, and well, here we are."
Seth had tears streaming heavily down his face, wanting to drink very badly, he starts to fidget in his chair. Landon, looking at Seth fidgeting, why is he doing that, so he decides to ask. " Seth?" Landon asks, " Why are you so nervous?" " Those memories are so very painful, like they were fresh, still to this day, and it kills my soul, and now, finding out I have a son I never knew about, it's almost too much at once. Overwhelms me so much so that I wanna go to the nearest bar and drink till I forget... but I won't go that route ever again." "Again? What do you mean by that?"Landon asks, worried.
" Well, " Seth began, " After Dean left, I was so depressed that I began to drink, all day, everyday, to try and forget, numb the pain of missing him so much. It went on for five years. The fifth year was my turning point. I was steadily drinking, but it failed to numb the pain anymore. So, one night at the bar, I met up with a woman, said she had a little something that she was sure would deaden the pain, if I was interested. So, I followed her to her house, and we went in and sat down. She brought out this stuff, and a spoon, syringe, and water."
" She prepares it and asks me to roll up my sleeve. I ask her what it is, and she said it was going to truly deaden my pain, make me forget. I ask her again. Finally, she tells me it was herion. I look at her, shaking my head no. I knew I was about to do one of the most stupid things I'd ever done before, poison my body, maybe even die from it. So, I left. I told my friend, Marek, I wanted to go to rehab and get therapy, so I could deal with my emotions, my feelings. Funny thing, Marek asked my why the sudden change in plans for myself, so I told him. You'd thought he just won the fucking lottery at that moment. I never looked back, got my life together, well sort of, but hey, I haven't had a drink in fifteen years."
Landon sat in his chair, the tears streaming down his face. He was in awe of the man who sat across from him. He gained alot of respect for Seth, for his strength and willpower.