After Forever & Ever

Chapter 116

Tessa-Present

I felt like my dream was trying to tell me I needed to stay and I was right. By the time we got to lunch I knew I had to do something so I called Vance to tell him about how Hardin was being and he got me in touch with his rehab and they said could basically set up and "intervention". I didn't want to do that to him...but I don't want to lose him either. I didn't want my dream to become real....

The last time I remember him being this way was well....Zed. And that terrified me.

I know he is pissed at me it was written all over his face and he barely wanted to hug me goodbye.

Vance is trying to close on his house sooner so we can all just make the move quicker.

But as soon as we know if he can leave after the 72 hours Vance is going to fly to LA. I headed back so I can be with Emery and I can't see Hardin or talk to him until the hold is over so I knew I needed to go back to be with Emery.

The 3 day mark approaches and they let us know he is extremely angry...he has refused to talk to any therapist and they don't think the meds he was on before are responding the same way so they were going to extend the hold.

Day 16....they still won't release him but they allowed him his first call. So they set up a time and I called in and I was shocked to hear someone else's voice. "Who is this?" I question.

"Hi Ms.Young I apologize Hardin decided not to come down for the phone call." She tells me.

"Is he okay?" I ask.

"It's been a step forward...5 steps back. I know you what to talk to him and he will...just give it time." She replies.

I feel so broken and responsible that I put him there and he is struggling. It's been over 2 weeks and what if they don't get it right or there isn't the perfect medication again and I lost him forever....

Day 28...Vance is able to move in to his house so all four of us...me, him Smith and Emery will be moving there this weekend. Before we move in we are going to see Hardin for a scheduled visit. Not being able to see or talk to him for almost a month has been so fucking hard.

I'm scared to see him because I don't know if he is still mad at me and with everyday that he's been here it being an uphill battle I don't know how the visit will be.

We are leaving this morning I am driving my car and Vance his and we have a moving truck following us.

It's going to be a lonely road trip I mean I'll talk to Emery and sing her all of my favorite songs a long the way. But the drive definitely will give me way too much time to think....and that's exactly what it does. I start thinking the worst but then also am super hopeful that the Hardin who called and FaceTimed me everyday and was so sweet.... I'm hopeful he will be back...

After what felt like forever with the long, long drive we arrive at the house. It's gorgeous....huge, beautiful literally right on the ocean. It's perfect. Vance directs the movers where to put everything and  has has hired an assistant in LA already and a nanny. So he has the nanny take care of Smith and Emery. While the assistant takes care of the house so we can see Hardin.

I think Vance is just as nervous to see Hardin as I am. Hardin has refused to talk to Vance too. Vance has been the main communication as far as his medication approval and ultimately Vance has been able to decide if he stayed there or not based on the recommendation of his doctors and I guess we will find out more when we get there but according to them he doesn't want to go along with anything they want him to.

When we arrive I don't know what I was expecting but it's a mental hospital so you have to be buzzed in and patted down....and it's just not what I had envisioned.