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dr. way

Tyler's POV

Yet again, as I awake, I am welcomed by excruciating pain. Although this time it's more directly on the scratch marks, cause someone has rubbed ointment and put fresh bandages on all of them. I feel like a mummy, all wrapped up and unable to move. There are still straps holding down my hands, legs and neck but I think one of the nurses was kind enough to loosen them a little bit.

Nobody is here to greet me this time, but outside my door I hear people bustling past on their way to do important things in their important lives.

What the heck am I going to do? I've put my self in a very dangerous and stupid situation.

Dad said it wasn't your fault Tyler. But it was, you did this to yourself. Look at what you've done. Are you proud, you stupid little asshole? Putting your family through this with you? You're nothing but a selfish nobody, craving attention. No one wants you, no one needs you. You're alone in this stupid little world.

"You did this to me." I growl.

"What's that, Tyler?" A black haired doctor walks in as I'm talking to myself.

"Oh, nothing."

He eyes me before flipping through a folder, "Hi, Tyler, my name is Dr. Way, but you can call me Gerard. I'll be taking care of you while your here, so you better get used to me."

Nodding, I don't voice a reply.

Pulling a chair up, Gerard leans forwards folding his hands on the edge of my bed, "Do you understand what's happened to you?"

I can't tell if this is a rhetorical question so all I say is, "Kind of."

I can tell he's about to talk a lot, as he drags in a deep breath before saying, "According to your medical records, you've known for a while that you indeed have schizophrenia (a brain disorder in which people interpret reality abnormally in many varieties of ways). You've been taking an antipsychotic drug, um," He checks the yellow folder again, "Clozaril, since you were twelve. For a long time the drug had worked to prevent hallucinating, amnesia, disorientation etc. However for some reason, the dose may not have been enough and these symptoms have come back. Not as quickly as one night, but slowly over about a month. The only person who would of been able to notice the change would have to be you. So. Have you been taking your pills, and how long have you known the drug had stopped working?"

I gulp. Oh god, this is crazy. I can't tell him.

"Tyler, I suggest you tell me right now. You're not gonna be in trouble, I just need to know the truth so I can help you." Gerard pushes his shaggy hair behind his left ear.

"I stopped taking the pills about two months ago. I knew it was going to have side effects."

Solemnly, Gerard settles into his chair, "Why?"

Shakily I continue, "Because the pills may have helped me, but they also made me gain weight."

"You knew that that was a possible reaction to taking Clozaril?"

"Yes, but I gained a lot of weight, and the only way to stop it was to pretend to take my pills." A bead of sweat rolls down my forehead and into my eye. I can't wipe it away so my vision goes a bit blurry.

"There are much healthier and safer ways to loose weight."

"This was easier." I close my eyes. I'm such an idiot why did I think hiding the pills was a good idea.

Moving on, Dr. Way opens his trusty little folder full of all my history in and out of the hospital, "I also see on your records that you are severely bipolar," He glances up at me, for this bit adding, "You self harm. Not only do you take antipsychotics but you take antidepressants also. You have been in here five times before for psychotic breaks, and twice for attempted suicide. Tyler, your case is a difficult one because you're fragile in many aspects both physically and emotionally. You need to take care of yourself. You will take clozaril before breakfast and before dinner. We will be checking your full body for any signs of self harm."

I'm shaking now, this is too much, "How long am I going to be here?"

"Right now we aren't sure. About four months. If you can't take care of yourself, we will have to train you how. We don't want to have to worry about you. We want you to be safe."

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This is a really long chapter with a lot of medical stuff sorry. But I've uploaded twice today so yay to me. And don't worry Josh will be coming in a lot in the next chapter or so and from then on out he will always be mentioned in basically any chapter. Sooooo :) and thanks so much for 80 views? Idk if that's the exact number but omg that's crazy I didn't think anyone would read this! Love you to bits xxxxx