Chapter 41

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Tharn's POV

"Mom?" I asked.

I was shocked to see here, normally she won't come here until evening.

"Dont call me mom! What are you even doing here ?"
"Mom, i-its dad...." I wanted to talk further but she cut me off.
"Didn't I say to not call me Mom and why are you even here, this is all you fault."
"N-no it isn't."
"It is! If it wasn't for you he would still be alive, he would still be with me, he wouldn't be there, dead, its all your fault."
"N-no, d-dont say t-that." I said crying.
"Why not? Its because of you and your stupid request that this all happened. If you would have more friends then this wouldn't have happened."
"N-no, that's n-not t-true."
"It is, if you would have more friends than that Type your dad wouldn't have to go to the store for a postcard to send to them, he wouldn't have been in that accident, he would be with me."
"Ma'am, I don't think you should say that." Type said.
"And who the fuck are you?"
"I'm Type, Tharn's boyfriend." He said and held my hand.
"Oh, so this is what you are doing. You are bringing you scum with you to your dad, what did you think will happen? How dare you even come here at first and now you even bring you hoes with you!"
"He is not a scum or a hoe." I said falling on my knees.
"No, you are. That's right, you are the scum, you are the one that bring bad luck, you should never have been born."
"Please stop, all what you say is bad, don't you see how much you hurt him. He is your son, I know that if your husband would've been alive and saw this he would be so angry at you." Type said.
"How dare you talk to me like that, if his dad would be alive he would have supported me, he never liked him."
"T-thats not t-true."
"Right, it isn't because you were his favourite, ever since you were born your dad never cared about me anymore. The only thing for him was his stupid son, and look now because of that stupid son he is dead. I'm happy my daughter isn't like that."
"How can you talk like he isn't your son." Type said getting angry.
"He isn't, he will never be anymore. He took everything I asked for away, he took all the love from my husband away and after that he even took my husband away."
"Now you listen to me, first of all your husband loved you so much he would do anything for you. Second off all, it isn't Tharn's fault that he is dead,  it was an accident. What if you would have been in the car, then it would have been you. It could be anybody, unfortunately it was your husband. And at last how can you ever say that to your own child. He already had been through so much, because of you and some other fuckers. He now has a family that loves him and I'm happy that I found him again."
"Fine, keep him then but remember my words, he is evil in disguise, he will bring bad luck to all off you. "

And with that my mother went to my dad's grave,  Type pulled me off of my knees and walked me to the car.

"Are you okay Tharn?"
"N-no."
"Its not your fault, you don't need to listen to her. Just remember that I am here with you."
"Thanks."

After that everything was silent, I was still crying and Type held my hand and drove back home.

Type's POV

I couldn't believe what his mother said, who the hell talks like that to their child.

I am driving us home now and Tharn is still crying, I am holding his hand for him to know that I'm here for him.

When we reached home we walked in and Tharn directly walked to our room. I walked to the living room where my parents where.

"Hey." I said a bit sad.
"What happened, where is Tharn?" My mom asked.
"We saw his mom at the graveyard and she started saying mean stuff about Tharn, he is now in the room. I just wanted to let you know."
"Thanks for telling us, we will be here if you need something."
"Thanks mom."

After that I went upstairs,  I walked in the room and saw Tharn laying in bed, his back towards me and he was shacking.

I climbed in bed and turned him towards me, he flinched when I touched him.

When he turned towards me his face was full of tears and he started crying harder. I hugged him tighter to my chest and rubbed his back.

I started saying lovely words hoping that they would help  and eventually he stopped crying.

He hugged me close and didn't let go. I still hugged him and caressed his back.

After some time we both fell asleep.

A week later

Ever since that incident Tharn hasn't been the same, he won't let people touch him, only me, he won't talk to anyone, unless me, he isolates himself from the world.

I'm happy that I can still talk to him and comfort him but he needs seen more interaction with people, he needs to talk with a psychologist.

I asked him about it and he wants to but he wants me to be there with him, I agreed and called for an appointment.

The appointment is in 2 days so now we are in our room cuddling. He still eats and does his school works, but he isn't interacting with others, he shuts down whenever someone talks to him and when someone touches him he will break down.

I am happy that he isn't like that with me but my parents and our friends are sad to see him like that. I am sad too, to see him acting like that.

And everytime it happens he will cry in the evening telling me how much he is sorry about how he acts with the others. He cries and tells me how he want to talk to them or even have a slight form of physical touch but he can't.

I will always console him and tell that its okay and people get it why he does that, he will then calm down and talk to me about other things, so he can let his mind rest. I talk to him too about random stuff so it isn't always about what happened.

He always tells me how gratefull he is that I won't push him to talk about it if he doesn't wants to, I get that be doesn't want to talk about that because it is emotionally damaging and he needs his mind to rest.

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So this is it for now, next week I will write about how his therapy sessions are and how Tharn is thinking.

There is going to be an emotional ride but it will all come to a good end.

But don't worry, after this there won't be anything to serious happening anymore, it will be about how they deal with normal life and how they grow as persons and as couple

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