A little too broken (boyxboy)

Chapter 23

Chap 23

"Guess what Andrew." He had been in the hospital for a week now.

"What is it mum?"

"It's good news don't worry Andrew." She said quietly but with a meek smile.

"I've decided to check into a rehab clinic for my alcohol problems." She sounded sheepish but proud of herself at the same time.

"Mum that's amazing. But how can we afford it?"

"Oliver's grandmother. Which brings me to the next topic. She offered to pay for your therapy sessions and to take you in to stay with her while I'm at the clinic."

He was astonished. "That's too much I can't accept that."

"That's what I said. At first it sounded like all too much. But she insisted. Then I realized that I need help. For you Andrew. I need to be okay so I can take care of you. I love you. And I also want to do it for myself as well. And you should too. Please Andrew, you deserve to get better."

"Wow this is incredible. But how did she even know-"

"Oliver told her. He told her everything that was going on. He told her how to contact us and then we talked about it. All we need is for you to agree."

"Yes." He felt not only relieved but loved as well. By his mother and Oliver. He felt so much love for both of them in this very moment. His father had gone back to his brother, who visited once. Mostly out of guilt. Andrew hadn't talked to his uncle Carlton for over a year so they weren't that close.

Just then Oliver opened the door hesitantly. 

"Can I talk to Oliver alone for a second, miss McEuan?"

"Of course Oliver." She then got up and walked out the door.

"Thank you." Andrew said quietly.

"Why?"

"For your grandmother helping me and mum out."

"You should really be thanking her."

"Yeah but you're the one who told her everything. I love you."

Oliver walked over to Andrews bed, lied next to him and held him.

"I love you too."

They stayed in that position for a few minutes, exchanging the occasional kiss.

"I have something to tell you."

"Okay what is it?"

"My dad kicked me out. I came out to him and he kicked me out. I'm staying with my grandmother now."

"I'm so sorry. That's so awful. I never thought he's so something like that."

Even though Oliver began to tear up again, he was okay right now. It's still hurt a lot that his dad would kick him out. He never thought he would go that far. But he had his grandmother and a boyfriend who loved him unconditionally. Unlike Hilda and his father. The people who cared about him were still in his life and that was okay.

"I've been diagnosed with anorexia." He said only loud enough for Andrew to hear

"What?" He was shocked at first but then things in his mind began to click.

He cleared his throat. "Well actually I've been diagnosed with anorexia nervosa, binge purge sub type. That's the more complicated way of saying it but yeah. I thought I had a hold on my eating habits but apparently not. Food controlled most of my life but now I'm not giving it the chance to anymore. So I'm - I'm seeing a therapist as well." He began to tear up.

Andrew held him tighter and kept whispering "you'll be okay." They had both fell asleep after a while.

Oliver's grandmother walked in unannounced. She saw them both passed out and say on the chair in the corner till Andrew began to wake up.

"Oliver didn't tell me you were here. Thank you so much by the way." He slurred groggily. He shook Oliver gently till he opened his eye reluctantly.

"Now you be good to my Oliver right Andrew. You hurt him I hurt you." She said seriously.

That was Oliver's cue to feel embarrassed. He placed his head in Andrews chest to hide his face.
Andrew cooed at how he was acting right now.

"Of course Mrs. Smith. I would never do anything to hurt him ever again. He means too much to me and I love him." He said with so much pride in his voice it was astonishing. Oliver looked up at Andrew with love shining out his eyes.

His grandmothers serious face softened at the site of those two. She decided that Andrew might just be the right person for her Oliver.