Find Me

17. Adventure

I wake up in the morning from the overwhelming feeling that I got from a flashback in my dream...

Two and a half years ago...

"So how did the session go?" Hero asks when I enter my apartment. I slam the door behind me and head straight to my room, where I flop onto my bed. Hero's foot steps echo through the apartment as he walks back to my room. "Josephine," he says when he enters.

"Fuck offfff," I groan with my face pressed into the bed.

"Jo, you need to talk about whatever happened that made you upset," he softly speaks to me, like I'm a fucking child.

"Can't I just have this one fucking night without you pestering me about my feelings and thoughts?" I ask in annoyance. "Your not my therapist," I add quietly.

"If you wanna act like a brat, then no, I won't give you this night 'without me pestering you'." He comes over and picks me up, then sets me back down so that I'm sitting up straight and facing him. "And I know I'm not your therapist, but you never seem to want to listen to any of them so sometimes I have to be the one to take control."

"Ughhh," I try to fall back but he doesn't let me by holding onto my shoulders, keeping me in place. He stares deeply into my eyes.

"Now, I've had a long day as well and I'm not in the mood to put up with this sudden attitude. So I'm going to back out to the living room and continue what I was doing. Feel free to join me when you get yourself together." He leaves the room after softly closing the door.

Tears stream down my face, the anger I've had built up since the appointment has all disintegrated into pure sadness. But I'm glad my anger has gone away, some how Hero always manages to know just how to cool me down. A surge of frustration rolls through me, so I yank off both my shoes and throw them at the non glass wall in my room, making two small 'thud' sounds. Damit! I like those shoes!

In a small fit of anger, I walk over to my closet and pick out random things like shoes, trinkets and shirts and start throwing them around the room. I sit down on the floor and continue doing so.

"Stop throwing things!" I hear Hero yell from the living room. I get up with a huff and change into sweatpants along with a sweater. Now tears are flowing seamlessly, in both sadness and frustration, I need Hero. Yanking open my door, I lazily drag my feet out to the living room where Hero is sitting on the couch with a laptop in his lap typing away. When he looks up and sees my tear stained face, he doesn't even seemed fazed like he knew this would happen, soundlessly he sets his laptop to the side in opens up his arms.

Without saying anything, I walk over and plop himself down into Hero's awaiting arms. Sobs take through my body as Hero starts to rub my back soothingly.

"They wanna put me on meds again," I whisper out with more tears after a few moments of silence.

"I know," he replies in a whisper as well.

"How?" My voice breaks from my now dry throat.

"The doctor called me after you stormed out of the office. I knew you were gonna be upset when you came home, so I bought you some snacks." He mutters and snuggles his head into the crook of my neck.

"Thank you," I sigh into his embrace.

"Mhmm. Now I won't ask you about the meds tonight cause I know it upsets you, but we still need to talk about it soon." He softly tells me. I say a small 'okay'.

Hero has always been the savior for me. Even in my darkest times. He gets me snacks, is patient, does things like set up blanket forts for me when I'm feeling ill, but I don't really do anything for him. But I'm going to today.

I have it all planned out, I'm sending Henry to hang out with his grandparents for the day while I set up the perfect date for me and Hero. And it starts at the place he met me.

Hero POV:

Work was long and stressful today, I'm just happy to be able to get home to my girl and son.

When I enter the flat I don't see either of them anywhere though, "Jo!" I yell without a response. Worry starts to build up in me.

Did she leave me?

I enter our bedroom to see a white envelope on the bed and I frantically open it.

'Dear love of mine,

I know you're probably thinking the worst right now, but I promise that this situation is nothing of what you are thinking!:)

I'm sending you on a adventure love.

Go to where you first saw me.

Yours truly,
Jojo'

I smile at the sweet little note and quickly go to put my jacket back on and head out of the house, heading straight to my parents. I speed through the streets of New York, noting to myself that I will definitely be receiving a handful of tickets in the mail for my reckless behavior.

When I arrive, I don't knock or anything but rush straight to my room and to my window stomping loudly and faintly hearing my parents yelling at me to keep it down. I look into Jos room, expecting her to be there, but she isn't. I look down to see another envelope.

'Congrats my smart boy,

But this adventure isn't over yet.

...where was it that you first asked me out?

-J'

The high school, right behind the gym. Once again I enter my car, racking up more speeding tickets on the way to our old high school.

Flashback

"Hero! Why are you bringing me back here?" Jo asks as I pull her behind the large building. "Hero-"

This is my chance, I latch my lips onto hers. At first she is still unmoving. Maybe this wasn't a good idea.

I start to pull away ashamed, but quickly her hand flies up to my neck and pulls my lips back to her forcefully. Our tongues mingle and fireworks set off inside of me.

"Jo," I pull back breathing heavy.

"Yeah?" She pants harshly.

"Be my girlfriend?" I ask and kiss her again.

She pulls back, "I was wondering when you were going to ask," she giggles.

"So that's a yes?" I grin.

"Yes. That's a yes," we spend the next half hour making out behind the gym.

Note from author ❤️:

It's a shitty chapter but whatevs.

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You know you love me xoxo,
Zoë