☆Therapy☆

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Dark's pov

I groaned as I woke up, slowly sitting up and streching. The sun had been shining on my back for a while, I noticed since it was so warm. My neck felt stiff as if I slept in the car with my head resting against the window. A uncomfortable feeling...

It was no suprise however when I realised that I fell asleep on the closed piano... How I despised that thing. No good memories attached to it. But nothing else gets Will to fall asleep. Talking about falling asleep... What time is it?

Looking at my watch I almost had a heart attack.

,,9 am?! Fuck-"

I shot up and quickly made my way upstairs, knocking on Eric's door.

,,Eric It's nine am you-"

,,D-Dark- I-I'm ready. I-I'm sorry you-you walked... uhm... you walked away s-so fast- I-I made you this-..."

I turned around to see Eric standing there, holding a to go coffeemug. He was already dressed and holding his bag in the other hand, with his teddy looking out from it at the top, both arms resting there as if it was ready for an adventure.

Eric himself was always more reserved than the others but now more than ever. Since he finally moved out from home and got a place with us he pulled back a lot. Sometimes I worry that I am the only person he talks to besides his therapist.

Even so getting away from Derek was a huge step for him so I'm not going to pressure him into anything. Just knowing that he's in therapy and doing his best is more than enough.

,,Thank you."

I said, taking the coffee from him. He flinched a little when I reached out but took a deep breath and kept going.

,,Are you ready?"

He nodded and followed me downstairs. Normally I hate people being too close but I don't necessarily mind it when he is hiding behind me.

We got to the car and drove off, I let him choose the music but he wasn't quite ready for it and put on headphones instead, hugging his bag.

,,I-I heard... of the... new... one..? The-The child w-with W-W-Will-..."

,,Their name is Y/N. Will took them in when he found them roaming the streets."

,,I-I-... uh- C-Can I-I say something..?"

,,Yes Eric. Like I said I won't be mad or hurt you, I promise."

,,I-I wish -Y-You woul-would've... t-told me..."

,,Told you about what?"

,,T-T-aking- th-... I-"

,,You're safe. Take a deep breath. You don't have to tell me now. You can write me later if that's easier too. It's important to me to hear your opinion. I hear you, I see you."

He just nodded and held onto his bag as if his life depened on it, trying to calm down. His eyes closed he started shaking as I pulled into the parking spot infront of the Therapy place.

,,You don't have to go inside immediately. Take your time. Thanks to you we're early."

He nodded, curling up into a ball on his seat, taking off the seatbelt before leaning against the cardoor, trying to calm down.

I took the coffee mug and started drinking, looking around at the scenery outside until I heard some shuffleing. Looking over, Eric took a notepad out of his bag and wrote something down shaking as he was doing so. He turned to me, staring at what he wrote down, still shaking.

,,I-I- w-wish- I-I... I-... I- kn..knew... th-tha-that- y-you t-took th..them.. In-..."

Tears ran down his face as he spoke, his breathing quickend, his eyes still focused on the paper infront of him even though his mind constantly seemed to remind him of something else. After a while he shook his head and ripped the paper out and handed it over quickly before packing up.

I just put it in my pocket and got out of the car too, walking him inside... Just in case.

I walked upstairs with him right behind me, holding onto my arm, wiping away tears. Opening the door to the therapistoffice, we stepped inside. A man walked up to us first with a smile and as soon as he saw Eric, he hurried over.

,,Are you alright Eric?"

Eric nodded, not looking at him.

,,You can go into the room already if
you'd like. I made you some hot
Chocolate."

Without a word Eric let go and ran into the room, shutting the door behind him.

,,He tried to tell me about something that seemed important to him. He couldn't finish the sentence but did well. I have to leave but can call off any meetings and am available per phone if needed. Call me when you're done for today. I'll pick him up."

The man just nodded, smiling as he nodded.

,,I will. Thank you."

He seemed happy as he made his way over to the room Eric was in. It seemed like Eric was in good hands with him.

Taking the knowledge that Eric was indeed in good hands, I made my way back to the car, taking a break as I sat down and closed the door, placing down the cup.

The note.

The only thing on my mind.

Debating on wether I should read it or not, I just stared at it. Eric never talks about what happens in therapy but he makes a lot of progress. Even though he doesn't see it himself or thinks what he does is nothing. It means a lot. This might be the dumbest thing I've ever thought but every step he takes... I'm proud of him.

He always brushes it off when others tell him that he's doing great. Defending himself by saying that he should've been doing that his whole life and that he's not going well... "I am just late"...

I don't know how to tell him that he's making big steps and that it's normal to not be able to do things after what he went through, but I am also not terribly good at talking about emotions. Especially not mine.

If I open the note I would know what he wanted to tell me but... I would take it away from him to be able to try talking about this again. Even though I supposse it's also not my choice to give up on it or hold on to letting him talk about this. There'll be more situations like this where he talks... He just needs time... and he handed me the note. If he wants to tell me later I can just-...

*RING RING RING*

I almost jumped at the sound of my own phone ringing. I quickly took it out of my pocket to look at who was calling.

,,Mark..? Why would he..."

Knowing that something must've gone down I quickly shook my head and picked up.

,,Dark Fi-"

,,You should get here quick- Really quick."

,,I'm on my way."

Can't wait to see what happened now...

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