Lost In Your Own Mind ~L.S~

12

__Louis__

When I got home, my mom was almost ready to file a police report because I was "missing"

"LOUIS!" she cried when she saw me

"Hey, mum" I smiled as she almost lifted me off the ground as she hugged me

I rubbed her back softly

"Sorry if I scared you.. I'd like to explain.."

She pulled back and looked me in the eyes, suddenly getting worried with how serious I sounded...

but Harry's situation is serious.

"Over dinner?" she asked softly

"Please" I nodded

So, I went down to my room and washed up in my bathroom, changed clothes, then went back up to the kitchen where Mum had already sat the table and was starting to make our plates..

I helped with the food then we sat with our plates, right across from each other

"What I tell you.. You can't tell anyone else. Okay? It's serious."

"I won't, boo, I promise"

"I met a boy" BAD START

She raised her eyebrows

"Not- not like that, mum!" 

She hummed and smiled in that 'i-know-everything-i'm-your-mom' way

"So.. I sat next to him in first hour."

She nodded and took a bite of chicken. I also took a bite. 

"And.. I noticed he wasn't social. No one sat around him- or.. or spoke to him"

She frowned a little

"It's sad.. it's.. mum, this whole story is sad" I admitted

She set her fork down and folded her hands while I slid my plate out of my way so we could be more serious..

"I could see his.. his.. wrist bleeding in class. And.. he went to the bathroom and didn't return for the rest of the hour" I cleared my throat as pictures of the blood on Harry's fingers flashed through my mind

My mother had placed one hand over her mouth.. she was worried, obviously

"He left his bag in the floor, so, I took it to the bathroom. And I could see that he was sitting in the floor, in a stall. He... he made me leave and just pass his bag under the door.. but, then, at lunch.. We.. I sat with him"

"Then what happened, boo?" she asked softly as I wiped a tear from my cheek

She took my hands from across the table and I squeezed softly

"I wanted to help him, ya know? He wasn't eating. I mean, Harry's tiny. Like a little.. a little teddy bear that needs his buttons sewn back on. He's hurting, mom.." 

My voice broke and she got up and moved to the chair right next to me

"What happened, love? When you two left school?" she asked softly and she wiped my tears 

"I got him to talk. He- he explained why he hurts himself. And he lives with his grandmother. And. He's.. he's alone. and fragile. and he had an asthma attack and I practically carried him to his house"

I was breathing unevenly and the tears were unstopable at this point

"I saved him, mum. I.. I fed him. He wanted to puke it up but I- I told him I wouldn't let him. And we sat and talked and cried.. and.. and he thought he deserved- " 

I broke down again, this time, adding sobs that hurt my chest and throat into the mix of tears and heavy breaths.

"He- he's hurt bad. and I want to help" I managed after a minute

"i get it, dear.. I understand. You wanna help- you need to, don't you, baby?" 

I nodded. I was so glad that she understood.

"I need. I need to" I choked out, "After Cousin Brenner, I.. I can't see anyone else go like that. This kid matters, Mum. He matters to me"

"Let him know it, dear. Take care of him. You know how."

She kissed my forehead and I hugged her quickly

"Thank you" I whispered

"I know you two will end up just fine"

"He's just a friend" I whispered as my tears dried

"Eventually" was the last thing she said before gently wiping my cheeks one more time 

Then we finished our dinner and we went our separate ways