Catch Me When I Fall [BxB]

Chapter 119

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains some heavy topics

When I get home, my mom immediately recognizes my tear stains.

"What happened? Are you okay? Where's Tyrone? And how are you home so early?"

"I brought him." Jatix says while stepping inside, to my surprise.

I had no idea he was going to stay.

"Did you make him cry?" My mom asks.

"What? No, of course not. Jeez, Hazel."

"Sorry."

"He's just had a rough day." Jatix puts in.

"Oh, right, of course." My mom turns to me. "You've hardly slept. You were overstimulated this morning already." She remember.

I just nod, not quite feeling ready to tell her about Noah, Mervin and Geoffrey just yet.

"Uhm... Tyrone had an appointment so he couldn't walk with me. Anyways... I'm just gonna go up to my room." I say softly.

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***Tyrone's POV***

"So, what did your psychiatrist say?" Ricca asks when I step inside the vehicle. "Oh, I'm sorry. That's confidential, isn't it?"

"It's okay, mom. I don't mind sharing." I reassure her. "She wants to meet up in a couple weeks again to see if there are any improvements. My meds haven't taken full effect just yet because I... misplaced them... and therefore starting taking them a few weeks later than I was supposed to. But she thinks it's going good so far."

"That's good. I just want you to be okay, Mijo."

I smile at her.

"I know."

"Is she doing anything about the depression? You almost cut yourself again a while ago." She says, her face contorting with emotion.

"She thinks it was more the bi-polar. My current meds are mood stabilizers, so they should help with that. She wants to see how it works for now, and if I still struggle with depression after that, then she'll continue to work on finding ways to address it. Or something like that."

Ricca nods.

"You're in good hands then?" She asks me hopefully.

I nod.

"The mental health system is failing us, but for once in my life, I got lucky. She's one of the good ones."

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When Ricca and I get home, I'm oddly disappointed to see that my dad isn't around.

"Do you think he's gone again?" I ask my mom.

She shrugs.

"I don't know, but we can do without his presence."

"I know, he just-" I cut myself off. "He's been nicer than he ever has been before lately, and I just thought that-"

"Mijo, you know he won't ever change."

"Yeah, I know." I say, trying to hide that I ever had hope. 

I should know better than that by now.

Still, my brain doesn't want to accept it.

There's the possibility he'll be back soon. Maybe he's just out running a bunch or errands. Or maybe just one night out at a bar?

Even though I'm quiet, Ricca seems to read me.