Catherine, Thomas and Milan just left and I am headed the cafeteria thingy to get some nice dinner. I feel a lot better right now. With a smile on my face I walk towards all the food and grab myself a plate of macaroni.
''What got you all smiling like fool?'', I hear a familiar voice asking while I'm walking towards a random empty table. I look to my left and see Damian, the boy from earlier this week, walking next to me.
''I, ehm, I saw some friends and my godmother today.'', I answer because I know he will keep asking untill he finds out anyway.
''Oh, that is great! Everyone is always so happy on that day?''
''Just that day?'', I ask concerned.
''Well, yeah... Most of the times they are happy that day and sad the next day but really motivated to fix their problems to, you know, get back to their friends and or families.''
''You sound like you've seen it happen a lot, how long have you been in here?'', I ask.
''Ehm, like 2 months?''
By the time he said that we were already sitting down and I was trying to swallow a bite of macaroni. Yeah, that didn't work out great. I started to choke on my macaroni but after coughing a few times I finally got it out of the wrong hole and into the right one.
''Two months?! Sorry for asking, but what do you have? I mean, why are you here?'', I ask awkwardly.
'' I understand why you ask. Before I tell you I need to say something. Everyone in here has totally different problems. Some worse than others, some more dangerous and some simply scary.''
''Okay.'', I say not knowing what is the right answer.
''Ehm, I have more problems. First is that I like pain. I just love it, to know I'm alive, to feel, etcetera. Second is that I have panic attacks that makes me dangerous. I start to attack people and I get really strong at those moments. The problem is that I don't know what triggers it and I don't remember most of it.''
I watch him with big eyes. I honestly can't believe he is telling me this. That he trusts me with this.
''I got send away to this place because of more events. This one time I was at school and I had a panic attack, I started to throw stuff, pull at my hair and at some point started to choke my only friend. They pulled me away from him and after a while the thing stopped and I was back to normal. I didn't remember what happened, I only saw my only friend massaging his throat and looking at me with scared eyes.''
''Damian.'' I say while rubbing his arm.
''I lost my only friend because of my stupid disorders and I don't even know what to do about them. That's why I am here, I want to know what triggers it so I can fix it and be normal.''
''He isn't your only friend anymore.''
''What do you mean?''
''Well, you sit with those other kids every day, aren't they your friends?''
''Nah, they just sit with me because we're the same age.''
''Oh. Well, I can be your friend?''
''Really, you want to be my friend. After I told you this.''
''Of course. If you trust me with this story, then I know I can trust you. And you're trying to get a grip of yourself. That's incredible.''
''Thank you.'', he says genuine.
''Milan? Are you ready for your next session?'' ,Sebas asks all of the sudden.
''Oh right yeah, hey Damian? Will you tell me the rest tomorrow?''
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Teen Fiction''I love you'' More than you know... This story is about a teen boy who's trying too hard. He has to take care of his disabled parents, their house, money, school and himself. And next to all of this he also need to make sure he won't lose his frie...
