Jake is staring at the therapist now. His eyes lightened up at the question. Something.. clicked into his head.
"Yes I would like to be referred for a test for autism," Jake spoke up, sounding relieved. The therapist nodded and wrote it down into her clipboard.
"Alright, we will get you all checked in for a text and we'll give you a call when you'll be able to get tested. And because you're a client at this place here, it makes you move up the waiting list and will get tested faster." The therapist explained.
Jake nodded, listening to her. "Thank you so much," he said as the session ended. He shakes her hand and walks out of the therapy room and out of the building.
He gets inside of his car and starts it up. He felt.. understood. Finally. This was a new outlook for him. His mind was racing as he was digging through his mind, and wondering what the test would be like.
As he drives, he couldn't believe it. Was this an answer? Was it the answer? He really hopes it is, he just wants to figure it out. He's so exhausted from last night and honestly needed a nap too.
He felt emotionally and physically exhausted he just wanted to go home at this point however. He didn't want to think too much and get in his head again. But he felt like everything was falling into place. Like it was all making sense on why he is the who he is.
Arriving at the house, he opened the front door. "Johnnie?!" He called out as he closed the door and ran upstairs. A genuine smile rising to his face as he ran down the hallway and knocked on the door of Johnnie's bedroom.
Johnnie was on his computer. He just finished streaming about ten minutes ago and heard Jake's voice call up to him. "Huh?! yeah?"
Jake slammed the door open with excitement. There was exhaustion in his eyes but a wide smile across his face.
"Johnnie, Johnnie, Johnnie!" Jake rushed over to Johnnie and hugged him. "Woah!" Johnnie exclaimed as he returned the hug, still seating in his computer chair.
Jake pulled back, his eyes still having those dark circles but a smile was plastered across his face.
"What's up Jake? How did your therapy go?" Johnnie asked, curious.
"I think they figured out what was wrong with me!"
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«What's Wrong With Me?»
FanfictionJake has been feeling that there has been something wrong with him for the longest time. He doesn't think it is in his head and wants to figure out what exactly it is. Johnnie is there for him the entire time by his side to help him figure out his...
