The Howlter Family Life [[DISCONTINUED]]

Chapter 7

They all finished their breakfast. "Dil! Come here please!" Phil called. Dil slowly got up and walked over to the kitchen table. Andrea, Phil and Dan were already there. "Guess what?" Phil asked. "What?" Andrea asked. Dan and Phil looked at Dil, then at each other. "Guess where we are going to in 1 week?" Phil grinned widely, and so did Andrea. "In a week, we are going to.....Disney Land! Yay!" Phil raised his hands up into the air and so did Andrea. "Really?! Yay!" Dan sarcastically danced as if he didnt already know about this and raised his hands up into the air and ran around the apartment. Phil, Dan and Andrea laughed. So did....Dil? Dan stopped dancing and looked over at Dil. "Dil? D-Did..did you just laugh?"
Dil widened his eyes and ran to the corner of the Living Room. He sat there, tears falling down his eyes and he dug his head into his knees. "Dilly!" Phil yelled. Dan walked over to Dil. Dil looked up and ran away to the bathroom. He locked himself in. "Dil! Baby, why are you so scared? What's going on? Dil?!" Dan and Phil banged on the bathroom door. "Andrea! Could you please try to get your brother out, please?" Dan asked, tears running down his face. Him and Phil were terrified of what was going on. Why was Dil acting this way? They have never done anything to him. Dan ran to the bedroom.
Andrea talked to him and he opened the door. "Dil?" Andrea asked as she sat down with Dil, who was sitting in the corner next to the shower. "Y-Y-Y-Yes?" Dil didn't bother lifting his head up. "Whats wrong?" Andrea asked, rubbing circles into his back. Dil didn't answer and Phil walked in. "Dil, love. What's wrong?" Phil felt so many tears stream down his face. Dil didn't answer. He got up, not looking up a single time, and walked to his room. He didn't lock the door. He grabbed his dinosaur and put on his cat whiskers pajamas and sat on his bed, cuddling it and falling asleep.
Phil then told Andrea to go to the Living Room and wait there. He ran into his and Dan's room. He saw Dan in the corner, crying, his head buried into his knees. "Dan?" Phil walked over to Dan and sat next to him, petting his head. "Danny? Whats wrong?" Phil asked. "I....I just don't know what's going on with Dil. Like, w-why he's scared of various things and it just makes me wanna punch a wall." Dan sobbed into Phil's chest. Phil bit his lip and began to cry as well. Phil's tears dripped down his cheeks and into Dan's hair.
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The Next Thursday

"Dan. Dan wake up!" Phil whispered as she shook Dan to wake him up. "Mmm..." Dan mumbled. Phil kissed Dan's hair. "Wake up." Phil demanded. "Mm-mm." Dan mumbled, saying no. "Please." Phil begged. "Why." Dan talked into his pillow. "Today is the doctors appointment." Phil replied. "What?" Dan questioned. "Yeah..I dated the appointment for today. Please get up. We need to pick up Dil from school early for it." Phil explained. "Mmm." Dan turned aroumf and lifted his hands in the air, telling Phil to carry him. Phil groaned and carried Dan to the bathroom bridal style.
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"Dil Howlter?" A (different) lady with a clipboard asked. Phil was holding Dan's hand. Dan and Phil nodded and got up with Dil to the doctors room. People were staring, but Dan and Phil didn't care. Dil got a little embarrassed and scared, so he dug his head into Dan's arm. Dan sighed and kept walking with Phil and Dil. "Hello, Mr. And Mr. Howlter." The Dr. smiled. "You guys are..."
"Yes. We are his fathers." Dan said proudly. "Okee dokee. So, what seems to be the problem here?" Dan read the Doctor's name tag. Dr. Ceekee. It read. "We don't know what is wrong with our son, Dil. He is very scared of everything and every time he talks, he stutters with every word. He also speaks very quietly. We are very worried about Dil. Does he have a sickness or something?" Phil explained. He saw Dan zoned out and put his arm behind Dil leading it's way to Dan to pinch his back. Dan felt the pinch and jumped a little, then played it off like he was stretching. "Hmm. Okay. So, firstly, could you please tell me an example of what kind of behavior he is acting as?" Dr. Ceekee asked. Dil was playing with Phil's sleeve. "Well," Dan started. "We were going out to dinner and the restaurant was only 2 blocks away, so we decided to walk. We were w-walking, and we were crossing the street, and on the street there's obviously loud noises. The noises weren't loud when we were near the house, but when we were crossing the street, it immediately got very loud and he started... he started screaming and crying in the middle of the street and Phil had to carry Dil and comfort him so he could calm down. It took 13 minutes." Dan felt tears coming, but he tried to hold them in. He failed, because a single tear came down. He quickly wiped it away. "And Phil and I are wondering if he is autistic or not."
"Hmm. I see. Does, uh, does Dil play with his fingers?" Dr. Ceekee asked. Dan and Phil shake their head no. "Does he make eye contact with either of you?" Dr. Ceekee asked. Dan and Phil nod yes. "Does he talk to you?" Dr. Ceekee asked. Dan and Phil nod yes. "Okay. Um, luckily he is not autistic, he is just very very sensitive. He needs extra care and since he is scared of various things, he needs 1 single thing that comforts him the most and makes him calm. Also, if he goes to school, and gets bullied, he is going to get extra sensitive and will need someone to hug 5 hours from that time."
Dr. Ceekee explained. Dan and Phil nod yes after every sentence Dr. Ceekee said. Dan checked the time on his Phone. It was 10:46.