Donte Halstead

Tourettes

Random one shot not part of the story
*tics*

Donte pov
I woke up with a horrible ache in my chest. My head snapped back and to the side multiple times. Fuck sake. I hate this
Donte: great. This is going to be a shit day
*pew pew* I threw finger guns in the air. My hands clenched tight and my head snapped back, grunts leaving my throat at the same time
Donte: fuck sake *throat sounds*
I made my way downstairs and dad had made breakfast. Liam was already at the table.
Dad: hey bud, you okay? We heard you upstairs
I went and sat down
Donte: fuh-fuh *tongue clicking* *huh* -f-fine i-i
Dad: take your time kiddo
Donte: d-Don't like it. Hurts
My head jerked back
Donte: fuck sake
Dad: take your meds and come have breakfast
Dad handed me an orange bottle and a glass of water.
My hand jerked forwards and my head snapped back and forth. The glass flew out of my hand and hit the ground smashing into pieces
Donte: shit I'm sorry
I hate when I break things but that tic is always the hardest to suppress
Dad: hey it's okay
Donte: I-I tried to hold it in. I'm- *boom boom* im sorry
Dad: hey it's okay.
Liam went to clean up the glass as dad sat with me on the floor. The tics were getting more intense and frequent
Donte: dad it hur- *pew* -hurts."
He just held me despite me ticking violently while stroking my head.
dad: I know bud it's ok. let's wait for them to calm down so you can take your meds
My hand hit him and then my own chest really hard, my head snapped so hard i head butted dads chin.
Donte: I'm s-*huh* *throat sounds* -sorry. *Shit* *Pew pew* *Aah*
Tears started streaming down my face and i kept hitting dad but he just held me as the attack wore out
Dad: it's ok bud. Dont worry. You're ok. Just try calm down for me
Donte: I h-h-hate this. *tongue clicking* *head jerking* *grunting*
Dad: I know bud
The tic attack slowed down just enough for me to take my medication.
Liam: What do you want to eat seeing as yours is now cold?
Donte: smoothie bowl please
Liam: you want fruit in it?
Donte: yeah *you fucking idiot* *head jerk*
Dad smiled at us.

As we all sat down at the table i punched Liam in the arm.
Donte: Sorry Lee. Didnt mean to
He just smiled at me and rubbed his arm.
Liam: Its okay D I know
We all ate in silence apart from my vocal tics
We finished the food and Liam took the plates and washed up. I would offer to help but last time i did, i threw one of dads nice bowls from mum and broke it. He was very understanding but I felt really bad as it was a gift from mum so i just don't wash up anymore. We had come to accept the fact that this was a lifetime thing but it's still annoying because now we dont get to have nice things.

Dad: Donte I've got work so district or firehouse
Donte: er *fuck* *head jerk* *whistle* district
Dad: okay go get ready
I went and got ready and made my way downstairs while grunting
Donte: ready
We made our way to the district and was greeted by Trudy
Trudy: hey chuckles and chuckles jr
Donte: hi
Trudy: no Liam today?
Dad: nah he has lacrosse practice today.
We went up to the bullpen where Hank was waiting
Hank: hey tigger
Donte: hi
Hank: How are you doing?
Donte: Kinda having a bad tic day. It's not even lunch and I've already had a tic attack and broken a glass
Hank: ah I'm sorry kid
Donte: it's just annoying.
Dad: he's calmed down now tho
Hank: you got homework?
Donte: mhm
Hank: sit at your dads desk and do it
Dad and Hank went to his office so I went and sat down at dads desk and got on with my homework. I didn't understand it so I was getting frustrated which increased the intensity and frequency of my tics. My head was jerking back. My face was twitching especially my eyebrows and my eyes kept rolling. I kept banging my hand on the table and whistling.
Donte: *money bitch* *ugly ass hoe*
Antonio: can you just be quiet for once. Just be normal!
Donte: you think I want to be like this! *head jerking* *grunts*
Antonio: you're such a freak
Donte: I know
Adam: Antonio chill out man.
Kevin: What the fuck is your problem?
Al: go easy on the kid
Donte: *dumb ass*
I began suppressing the tics even though it hurt. I just didn't want to annoy anyone and Antonio was already mad at me.

Jays pov
I was walking out of Hanks office when I heard Donte ticing and Antonio going off at him
Antonio: can you just be quiet for once. Just be normal!
Donte: you think I want to be like this!
Antonio: you're such a freak
Donte: I know
I heard everyone get onto Antonio and Donte had stopped ticing.
Jay: I know you weren't talking to my kid like that
Antonio: Jay it's fucking annoying. The whistling. The random words. Banging on the table.
Jay: go somewhere else if he's bothering you that much
Antonio: No this is my work
Jay: No one else has a problem with it. He can't fucking help it. What do you expect him to do huh?
Donte: *fuck* *tongue clicking*
His tics were getting more intense as he was getting upset and stressed but he was still trying to suppress them
Jay: hey bud it's okay
Hank: Jay, Donte come here
We walked to hanks office and sat down.
Donte was still suppressing his tics.
Hank: tigger don't suppress them. It will make them worse.
Donte: makes me normal
Hank: what is 'normal'? No one is normal. It's overrated. Ignore Antonio he's just in a mood because I benched him
Jay: hey bud listen your not a freak okay. Antonio didn't mean to go off on you he's just having a bad day
Donte: I'm s- *tongue clicking* *finger clicking* *yee haw* *giddy up* sorry *ugly ass hoe*
Jay: that's a new one
Donte: I don't like that one
He began hitting his chest and his head. I sat him on the floor and sat behind him pulling him back to me. I wrapped my arms around him adding pressure to hopefully calm him down
Hank: you need anything?
Jay: water and can you see if his weighted blanket is in my locker?
Hank: sure
Hank left and Donte tics were getting worse. His head flung back into mine and he elbowed me in the ribs
Donte: s-s *haha* sorry
Jay: hey it's okay. Just let them out. I'm right here
Donte: I hate it.
His head jolted back and he punched the floor. Hank came back with water and the blanket. I put the blanket over him to see if it would calm him down but it didn't work it just made it worse.
Donte: *huh* *huh* *dumbass* *grunting* *head jerking* *punching floor* *stomp* *you look like shrek*
Donte started crying and it broke my heart knowing I couldn't do anything
Jay: your okay
Donte: h-hurts *don't be a pussy* d-don't like it
He head was jerking back forcefully and grunts of pain escaped his mouth.  He began punching his legs then his head which is the tic I hate the most mainly because of his epilepsy. I took his hands away from his head and held them for a few minutes.

An couple hours later
Jay: he's not calming down.
Hank: Call will?
Jay: might have to.
Hank: okay I'll go ring him
Hank left and I was just trying to calm Donte down

Hank pov
Dontes having a really bad tic attack and it doesn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. It's looking like a trip to med. I rang Will.
Hank: Will?
Will: Hank. What's up?
Hank: well it's Donte. He's having a bad tic attack and isn't showing signs of calming down. Jays run out of ways to help so doesn't know what to do.
Will: how long has it been going on?
Hank: a couple hours but he had one this morning as well
Will: okay erm tell Jay to bring him in and we'll give him a sedative to hopefully calm him
Hank: okay
I went back to my office
Jay: so?
Hank: Will said to take him me to med
Jay: sedative?
Hank: yep
Jay: okay

Jay pov
It's gonna be hell tryna get him to even get him to med let alone keep him from fighting the sedative.
Jay: right bud let's go see uncle Will
Donte: n- *huh* no
Jay: bud you need to.
Donte: they're gonna gonna *stab me* *murder* give me a needle. *prepare the funeral bitch*
Jay: come on it needs to be done
Donte: f-fine *kachow* *kachow*
Jay: you been watching cars?
Donte: with Liam *dumbass*
I helped him out to the car and I sat in the back whilst Hank drove us.
We arrived at med and Will was waiting for us
Will: not having a good day trouble
Donte: No its been *fucking fantastic* rubbish *kachow*
His head was still jerking and he kept hitting his chest
Donte: I h-hate this. *dumbass* *grunting* hurts
Jay: I know Bud
I hate seeing him struggling and in pain. I feel useless as there's nothing I can do
Will: we'll give you something to calm you down okay
Donte: *help he's gonna drug me* *help* *tongue clicking *
We went to a room and Will tried to put an IV in but one of Dontes tics was biting so he was trying to bite Will and the IV.
Donte: *shark attack* *bite* *face twitches*

Him jerking his arms were making it harder for Will as well
Will: Jay I'm just gonna give him the sedative without the IV but I need you to hold him down.
Donte: no no don't want it
Will: it will help you bud
I held him down but he was still tryna get out and ticing.
Will: Jay I need you to hold him
Jay: can't you see I'm trying
Will pushed a sedative that knocked him out.
Jay: thanks will
Will: don't worry bout it
I just sat with my head in my hands
Will: what's going on Jay?
Jay: I just feel so useless. The tics hurt him and there's nothing I can do about it