I'm Not Insane (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7 - Feelings

Ryan pov

When I wake up, the little sunlight in the room somehow makes me feel like I'm blinded.

I groan, closing my eyes again. When I try to get up, my body feels completely numb.

"What the-?"

"Medicine," I hear Asher's voice call from his bed.

I look up at him to find him holding a phone. Wait... a phone?!

"Asher, you have a phone?!" I exclaim.

I haven't seen one in so long. It's changed a lot. 

"Yeah. I've always had one. I use it when I'm bored."

"What do you do?"

"Play games. Read. Watch movies and stuff. I don't know," he says, sighing.

"Cool..."

"Anyways," he says, standing up walking over to where I am, "Dr. Wilson gave me a new medicine to give to you. You're going to be numb for a few hours. Sorry, but it's to help you stop."

"Stop what exactly?" I ask, feeling a knot settle in my stomach.

"Stop having episodes of blind rage. They're very rare, but they make you explode with raw energy. We're trying to control that, until you no longer have those episodes."

"Oh."

The knot is still there, though, and it only seems to get tighter with every thought I have. What if they're trying to do something similar to that lobotomy-type surgery? Do they really think I'm that sick to have to go through that. No! I won't allow it! I'm not insane! I'm not!

"I'm not an insane," I tell him forcefully, my eyes locking with his blue ones.

He looks taken back for a second, before he smiles softly.

"Of course you're not, Ryan. You're just...special," he says, the last part coming out with a weird edge to it.

Asher's eyes narrow in blue slits, as he glares at the floor in between my bed and him. Then he suddenly smiles brightly, looking up at me.

"How would you like to go outside today?"

All my doubts melt away. Outside. I haven't been outside in a while. Every time Asher brings it up, something else happens and we don't end up going.

"Really?" I ask brightly.

He nods, smiling.

"Sure. Come on, I'll help you sit up and give you a new shirt to wear."

I nod. He hooks his hands underneath my arms and back, bringing me up. He walks away and comes back with a new shirt. 

He's about to hand it to me, when he frowns.

"What it is, Asher?"

"You can barely move, let alone change your shirt...," he trails off, his cheeks suddenly turning pink.

"Oh."

I've never seen him blush before. He looks almost...cute? That's normal to think a guy is kinda cute, right? I don't really know; I've never liked someone or even knew what it meant to think someone was cute.

"I'm going to have to...uh...help you put it on," Asher awkwardly says, clearing his throat.

I nod, not really finding it as bad as he does. I mean, he is supposed to be like my nurse. It should be normal for him to help me like this, right?