The problems of us

Chapter 20: new found hope

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I never realized how good it felt to be home. To be in my bedroom peacefully.

My parents are giving me space and are letting me adjust to life outside of the institution.

2 months may not seem like much to you, but when your their it feels more like 2 years.

Its already been a week since i got out which also means a week since I've seen Percy.

Its been hell.

My eating is healthy and normal, due to my eating plan that my new therapist has set out for me.

Ive been able to focus on my eating as a distraction from Percy.

The more i focus on myself and getting better, the less i think about him.

Its pretty bitter sweet actually because i want to think about him, i want to think about his lips, his eyes, his voice and so much more but it also hurts to think about him.

I just miss him so much and i don't know how to find him.

Ive checked Facebook, twitter and Instagram for his name but nothing comes up besides a bunch of random profiles of people that look nothing like him.

So pretty much a billion things show up when i search his name but I've gone through all of them and non of them are him.

Ive also tried the phone book but nothing shows up.

So now im forced to try to physically find him. Since i know he lives behind the mall, i just have to control my anxiety and go door to door asking for him.

He is worth it.

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"Mother!!" I yell out to the kitchen.

"What?!"

"Im going out for a bit!" I inform her.

"Good! You could use the exercise and vitamin D!"

I ignore the exercise comment because i know thats not what she meant.

Breath Luna.

I quickly exit the front door and skip down my front steps.

Its a fairly quick walk to the neighborhood behind the mall.

Its an average neighborhood. The houses aren't small but they aren't big either.

Its slightly sketchy but nothing i cant handle... I think.

Even for people without anxiety this would have to be kind of scary, right?

I go to the first house and knock.

I wait about a minute before the door opens revealing a kind looking old lady.

"Hello, sorry to b-bother you maam.im looking for a boy named P-Percy." I say while examining the ground very intently.

She doesn't answer right away so i glance up at her quickly.

Shes looking at me with kind peaceful eyes. "Oh sweetheart, are you talking about that poor young boy across the street?"

I look at her intensely "what d-do you mean 'poor young b-boy'?"

"Well his father makes him do everything and beats him sometimes, the boy will come here when his dad leaves and i will fix up his injuries. Ive known him since he was a baby. You know his father wasn't always like that. He used to be a sweet man, kind hearted. It was after his wife died that he became cruel."