BELIEVE

Chapter 34

Harry's POV
"You can now enter" I node and I then enter. He was sitting on the bed with his bandage on his head and knuckles still on him. "Man you're here" I slightly smile and sit next to him. "Nice gown" l tease him with a smirk forming on my lips. "Fuck you" he chuckles while covering his patient gown he was wearing with the blanket and l chuckled too.

"Heyy by the way tell me what's going on and don't you dare lie to me. Everyone that entered here was either crying, from crying or is worried and you too are from crying. You know I don't like it when you hide things from me. In fact you never hide things from me. So tell me what's going on. Right now"

"How are you feeling" "Feeling" "Yeah how are you feeling" "I'm no longer feeling that weird shit of headache" "Do you remember what happened when you were at home" he frowns his eyebrows and thinks about it "Well I just found myself having a lot of voices speaking in my head. I wouldn't understand what's going on. My head was heating up. I felt like l wanted to kill myself. I just wouldn't understand and l felt happy when l saw you guys then sad a bit. Then l felt so mad all of a sudden. I don't understand this shit man"

He ruffles his hair due to the frustration. Thankfully he remembers what happened. Mr. Anderson told us that someone that wouldn't cry or get emotional should tell him the truth so everyone said that l should be the one.

So l have to tell him or else they would have told him in some doctor way which is a bit realistic and not emotional

"So I'll tell you what exactly is going on" he nodes as he waits eagerly for me to tell him. "All those many thoughts talking inside of you is a brain disorder called Bipolar-" "Okay then so am I getting treatment or some therapy shit. I wanna go home. Can be discharged tomorrow"

"No" he gives me a confused look "What do you mean no" I felt a heavy burden inside of my heart and I just can't say it to him but l have to.

If l have to save my nigga l have to

"Harry man l'm talking to you"
"Bipolar is not some curable disorder. It needs life time treatment and you can't live this place today tomorrow or the other day. You're going to be here for a month so as to get easily treated" I looked down while saying this and I would feel his gaze.

I looked up and he looked scared, shocked, sad, confused. He looked at me and then suddenly stood up
"Lucas Lucas where are you going. Lucas!" I'm truly scared of his reaction. He looked at me and then suddenly starts pushing all the things away as he started screaming loudly while also roughly pulling his hair. He continued to throw everything next to him down as he pulled his hair more.

"Lucas no doctor! Nurses come" I tried getting close to him "Lucas you're hurting yourself. Please calm down. I don't want the Bipolar to take over you. Just calm down. Okay!" l walked close to him and just hugged him as he fall onto the ground helplessly and he then started crying into my shirt.

I had never seen him do this

"It's okay it's okay calm down. Lucas I know you're feeling really horrible about yourself. But it's okay just calm down please. It's hard for you to believe that such shit would happen. The Bipolar is just taking over your brain but it's you to try to control your emotions. I know it's so hard to believe it. I know. You're gonna be stuck in this hospital for a month and then the Bipolar for a life time but if we work together and help each other. Then you can get cured. That's what the Mr. Anderson said and we're with you in this. You're never alone Lucas. You know your nigga is always here okay" he pulled away from my shirt and nodded with a grin on his face

If someone didn't know him they would call him girly or gay but it's just the Bipolar making him have such emotions. "Now stand up" he stood up and wait on his bed.