a/n: i've come to the conclusion that my updates on this story are the only thing consistent in my entire life lmao
Troye's pov
"Sweetness, you alright?" Dad asks early the next morning before heading back off to work.
I peek my head out of the covers and wipe my itchy eyes.
"I think so," I whisper and hide back under my blankie.
Jacob groans in his sleep, rolling over and wrapping his arm over my side.
"You've been crying. What's wrong sweetheart?" He coos, kneeling down onto his knees in front of my bed.
"Just a rough night is all," I mumble just loud enough for him to hear.
He sighs, "Was it your session with Susan? She told me you were acting off after you two spoke about Dyl."
I keep quiet, feeling my throat lock up at the thought of yesterday.
"You don't have to talk about it. Do you feel up to going to school?" He questions in a small voice.
"I think so," I croak out.
"Okay, call or message if you need me to come pick you up or anything. Alright angel?" Dad murmurs, uncovering my face and kissing my head of curls.
I nod and smile up at him, "Alright, thank you dadda."
"Mhm, no worries kiddo. I'll try and come home early tonight with your new meds for if you want them." He pauses to stand up and brush his trousers off, "See you later munchkin."
"See you later," I whisper and scoot back closer to Jacob, cuddling into his tummy.
Dad smiles at the two of us and heads off to work, gently shutting our bedroom door shut on his way out. I go back to sleep for the time being until Jacob and I have to get ready for school.
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My hands are shaking, knees wobbly, and knuckles aching. I'm sobbing into Dad's chest and trembling on the floor. Absolute devastation has hit me. How did this happen?
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a/n: i could be reeeeaaaaally rude and make you guys wait a while for another chapter but i am sent from above and here to post another so you guys don't cry *that* much
love youuuuu, enjoy ;)
