They Found Out | C.F. & O2L

Chapter 18

Kian's P.O.V.
Ricky and I helped Connor into his bedroom while Jc, Troye and Tyler stayed back in the bathroom connected to Connor's bedroom. He'd cut himself not even an hour ago. We placed Connor on his bed and he places himself so that he was leaning against the headboard. It was silent between the three of us, but you could hear the other boys softly asking Jc if he is alright. Ricky sat down on the chair at Connor's desk and I was seated on Connor's bedside.

The three appeared from the bathroom and Troye stood with Ricky, Tyler sat on the other side of Connor's bed and Jc placed himself on the floor near the door. No one spoke. Connor was looking down at his bed sheets guiltily. We stayed silent; no one felt the need to speak. Of course we had to talk about this, but rather without then with Connor. We waited until he was asleep. He was still sitting up. Tyler and I placed him in a normal position with his head on his pillow and Tyler spread the sheets over him so he wouldn't get cold.

Troye helped Jc up and we went downstairs. We sat down in the living room, while Ricky got us something to drink. He brought us all a cup of tea, but nothing to snack. Not that anyone is hungry anyways. "This has to stop." Troye spoke first. We all agreed. It was something we all knew. If we wanted to get our lives back, this had to stop. "There is only one way to stop this." Jc spoke after no one responded to Troye. "And that is?" Ricky asked him, but his tone told me he didn't want to hear. He thinks Jc goes to the extreme ways to solve things. "A mental hospital." Jc stated. Ricky choked on his drink and the others looked at him with shocked expressions on their faces.

"You can't be serious." Tyler said as Troye patted Ricky on his back as he was coughing really badly from choking on his drink. "I am. They know what Connor need to get better. We obviously can't help him anymore. We tried everything." Jc spoke. "No. Just no. Connor is not going to a mental hospital." Ricky said. He is mad at Jc for even suggesting something like this. "Why not? We are obviously not doing a good job in keeping him safe. He's a danger to himself. Why can't you see that?" Jc asks Ricky.

"One; it's Connor. He's not going to want to go to some place like that and we can't exactly force him to go. Two; why are you so certain he's going to get better in a place like that? We know Connor, he's only going to get worse, because he doesn't want to go." Ricky responded. Jc kept quiet, but I know he's holding onto it. "Guys, stop. Us fighting isn't going to help either way." Tyler tried them to stop.

Jc and Ricky had stood up and were facing each other. The way Jc has put his hand into a fist told me was ready to hit Ricky. Not going to happen. I got up and took a hold of his hand, trying to get it out of the fist. Troye did the same with Ricky and we both dragged the boys back to a couch or chair far away from each other. "Why are you so certain we can't help him anymore?" I tried to take both of their attention to me instead of each other. "We tried everything. We were there for him; he could come to us when he needed to. He ended up going to a blade again. We can't help him anymore. He's too far gone Kian. You have to see that, can't you?" Jc asked me. I didn't want to get into the middle of another fight, so I didn't respond to his question. Jc sighed in defeat. He knows he's the only one who wants Connor into some hospital and he's going to lose the fight.

Ricky responded to his question. Jc yelled something in response and they went back and forth getting louder and louder. I'm not even listening anymore. I don't want to fight this fight. Connor has to decide for himself. He's not going to go someplace like that. It's Connor. He rather rots away in a ditch than go to a mental hospital.

Through the boys fight, Connor walks in and stares at the couple fighting. I thought he was asleep. I was really hoping he wouldn't hear this. "What's going on?" His voice made the two stop fighting and turn to him. "Nothing.." Ricky spoke. Jc stood there frozen. Connor looked at the two of them and around the room at everyone. He shook his head and walked back into the hallway. Everyone stayed frozen, but I went after him. "Connor, please..." I try to catch his attention. He turns around abruptly. I almost walk into him. "Don't take it too high. You know how they are when they have an opinion on something." I tell him. "I know. But it's my life. Not theirs." I can't exactly argue with him on that one.