Bipolar for Him; A Joseph SoMo Fanfic (ON HOLD)

Bipolar for Him; Pt. 11

"There come a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will."- Jospeh Somers-Morales

Cody's POV:

"Cody, she's going to be okay, right?"

"Yeah, she might do something stupid, but nothing too bad. She hasn't had that much time to think."

"Oh, god. I am never letting her out of my sight."

"She'll be fine as long as I'll be there." I answer. I wasn't trying to be arrogant, but it was nice to shove that in his face.

"Why you?" he asks in a curious tone.

Because I was there. You weren't. That's the only thing I had over him; that I've known Erika longer. Joseph was ... hot shit. He had an eight pack. He had a bajillion and one girls running after him. He had fame and some cash. All I got to say to her was that I've been there for her.

"Cause I wasn't the one who let her leave. Just keep your phone on just in case she texts or calls," I happily spit out at him.

Oh, Erika. It was only a matter of time. I knew this would happen, sooner or later. I just wished I could've been there to follow her. She's so spontaneous, but I know her all too well.

At least with her episodes. I sit there with a smirk on my face.

"What the hell are you smiling about?" Joseph asks in a more nervous tone than annoyed.

"I knew it."

"Knew what?"

"She was going to have an episode. I think it's mixed because she was tired and wanted to sleep, but she only becomes frustrated and disfocused during her mania. She look sad to you?"

He looked surprised by my question. I guess he didn't expect me to say that.

"Uh, no. Maybe. All she said was that she was tired."

"Oh, tired, definitely mixed episode. Tired is code for depressed or whatever she wants to fill in the blanks with." I say.

"Why've you been such a dick lately? I've never seen you act that way." he commands.

"She's high priority, alright?"

"What the fuck is she to you? Some prize that can be valued with material things like cash and sex? She's not a toy. She's special." he angrily tells me. From all people, I had to hear that from him. Of course I know she's special.

"Oh, cut the bull crap, You know that's not what I meant. She's just a lot to handle.Obviously, I've been there for her longer, who do you think has been there through everything the ups and downs not just when she's giggling and having fun. Who do you think was there when she tried to commit suicide, who picked up all her prescriptions for her, who helped her remember what happened after she'd been manic. Was it you who picked up the things when things got rough? No, I don't think so."

"Listen, I can't help that I didn't know her at that place and time. You can't hang that over me. What I do know is that I'm trying my best to make sure that she's okay and the fact that I called you to admit that I didn't know her as well as you shows that I can put my ego aside and put her well-being first."

"I'm sorry but you've seen her right? She's ... worth it. Any crap she gives you, any nagging, any annoyance it's all worth it to know that that smile is on her face because you put it there, because you know that her heart is steadily beating because you calmed her down, and because almost every ounce of sadness has left her and any tenseness has left her body. You gotta understand once you've met somebody like that, you're not exactly trying to let someone else take over.... Let's, *sigh* let's just find her."

The silence was louder than any of the yelling going in the car before.

"Oh, yeah. Crap I'm going to be honest, I know nothing about what I'm doing with her I feel like I'm going about this all the wrong way. She is worth it. She's worth it and more. You don't understand how strong my feelings for her, I'd give up my career for her."

Oh, you'd give up your career? I'd give up my life.

"Help me, man. you know her better, please. I don't want to run her away. I couldn't even muster the courage to ask her on a date and it's me. I'm usually confident and all of a sudden I'm shy, over this one girl. This one girl who turned my world upside down."

We stay utterly quiet for a while, aimlessly driving around. I was glad for that. It let me take a breather and think for a while. I love her, I do and if I really care about her, I should just let her be happy. I thought I could accept this. I thought that maybe I could let her go, but how can I do that? How can I just let her slip through my fingers and leave all the memories behind, the good ones and bad.

"Uh, any doctors in the area that could prescibe her anything?" Joseph asks, busting my bubble of thought.

"Nope, definitely not. She only has one doctor in New York. She won't listen to anyone else. Uhm, pills, a pharmacy couldn't sell her anything for that." I say dismissing that thought.

"Oh! She said something about being excited to go to this hippy place where they sell stuff for holistic remedies. Kind of like an apothecary, though."

"Okay, we're getting somewher now. Good, search for natural shops closest by walking distance near the hotel."

"Found it!" he yells. As he reads out the directions, I hope to god she hasn't done something, she'll regret.

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