Sweet Insanity(boyxboy)

Support Group In Hell

I glared. There was no way I was stepping foot into that hospital.

"Koda" Kelly hugged my legs and looked up at me with teary eyes, "please get better!" How was I supposed to argue with that?

Sighing, I picked her up so I could see her better. "Don't worry about me, Kelly. I will get better."

"We should get going inside now" mom said, "it starts in an hour. This is as far as we can go because parents aren't allowed. Please go."

"You better go" father snarled.

I was going to come up with a sarcastic comment, but I stopped when I saw moms teary face. "I will go."

I gave Kelly a kiss on the cheek and put her down. "I will be back soon, Kelly."

Sighing, I made my way to the hospital. This was the place I hated most.

I will come back for you.

A shiver ran down my spine as I stopped in my tracks. Those were Joey's last words. Why did I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?

I ignored it, knowing I hadn't wanted to go from the beginning.

I gave one last look over my shoulder to see them all walking away already. I sighed.

"Can I really do this?" I asked.

"Of course you can" Charlie wrapped his ghostly arms around me in a hug. He was only with me in his demon form.

Feeling more confident, I walked in through the building and straight to where I was supposed to go. I was stopped short when I saw a familiar boy-no, no, it couldn't be!

I was still holding my breath when he turned around to look at me, raising an eyebrow and smirking.

"Miss me, hun?" He purred from where he sat.

"No way would I ever miss you, Joey!" I hissed. This couldn't be real! No, it couldn't be happening! It had to be a dream!

"Aren't happy to see me?" He asked innocently, but I knew he was far from innocent. "All I ever did was give you all my love."

"Fuck off" I growled. I wouldn't admit it to him, but I was terrified. I was terrified that he was even here!

"Is there a problem here?" I looked up to see the doctor who would be acting as our therapist.

"No, sir" I mumbled. No amount of rehab could return my former best friend to normal. Joey was a monster, and he didn't deserve my forgiveness.

"I'm Doctor Harold, and I will be acting as your guys therapist" he said. I hadn't even noticed people had been watching Joey and I.

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At home, I stayed curled up in a ball on top of my bed, cuddling the teddy bear Charlie had repossessed.

"What's wrong, Koda?" Kodey asked, worried. I just stared blankly at the empty wall until he stepped into my line of vision. I adverted my eyes away from him.

"Tell me what's wrong, Koda! Did everything not go well at your therapy session?" He asked.

I ignored him, because that was the best I could do. It was all I could take not to be reminded about what happened. I didn't even think I was insane, but apparently every member of my family thought so.

He sighed. "I guess I will go." And with that, he left me alone in silence with nothing but nightmares to keep me company.

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It's been a full week. It's now morning, and I've refused to tall to anyone-not even Charlie. I didn't even get a wink of sleep because every time I closed my eyes, I was reminded of Joey and all the things he did to me.

In that week, I've also refused to eat. I just didn't have an appetite. I didn't move much-I just stayed in this curled up position, only getting up each night to take a shower.

Kodey walked in. "Koda! You're going to school today whether you like it or not." He pulled out an outfit out of my dresser, pulled me out of bed, shoved the clothes into my arms, and pushed me into the joint bathroom, closing the door on me.

Sighing, I got dressed. The minute I walked out of the bathroom, he grabbed my backpack and my wrist and dragged us both outside for the bus. Kelly was already there waiting for us.