One shots #2

Safe space

Info:for this story we are gonna pretend Isabelle died Lucy and Tim are dating he had a bad day flashbacks from his dad coming back after a call with a father and son went wrong

Nolan:hey Lucy
Lucy:yeah
Nolan:I don't want to worry you but you should check on Tim
Lucy:why what happened
Nolan:a bad call
Lucy:what type of call
Nolan:child abuse
Lucy:damn it ok thank you
Nolan:need help finding him
Lucy:no i know where he is thanks
She changes out and leaves she pulls up to a graveyard and walks over to where she knows she will find him Isabelles Grave
She went and sat down next to him
Tim:i don't want .....
Lucy cut him off
Lucy:i know
She knows he was gonna say he doesn't want to talk at the moment
A few minutes later
Tim:how did you know where i am
Lucy:you come here when your hurting inside
Tim:does it bother you i come talk to her
Lucy:no she was your wife ill never be bothered by you coming here i get it
They get up and walk to her car Tim walked from the station its not far
In the car
Tim:grief is weird
Lucy looks over at him
Lucy:how so
Tim:im angry at her i mean shes dead and i am still so angry how stupid is that im mad at a dead person
Lucy:thats not crazy its actually normal
Tim:just another thing to mess me up
Lucy looked at him with a sad expression he had been through so much that he never should of been through
They get to the apartment and sit on the couch
Lucy:wanna talk about what set off your emotions today
Tim:bad call
Lucy:yeah Nolan told me that must of been horrible
Tim:the second i saw the kid Lucy for a minute i froze i was 17 again stuck between the wall and my father
Lucy:how did you snap out of it
Tim:Nolan grabbed my arm
Lucy:babe I need you to listen to me ok no getting mad or irritated no yelling you listen
Tim:ok
Lucy:you need to talk to someone you can't keep dealing with these flashbacks your gonna get killed at work if your head isn't clear
Tim:i know i know
Lucy:come on lets go to bed for the night ok
Tim:alright
The next day she woke up and Tim was in the kitchen
Lucy:hey
Tim:hey good morning baby
Lucy:feeling better today
Tim:yeah
Lucy:good
Tim:i thought about what you said about talking to someone
Lucy:ok
Tim:i have a therapy appointment on Monday
Lucy:im so proud of you
Tim:thank you
Lucy:for what
Tim:being my safe space