BRAD'S POV
"What the hell is going on?" Alli demands, holding out my iPhone which has a text from my mother open on the screen.
Shit, shit, shit. Shit. Shit! I knew she would find out, god dammit I should've just told her. Shit. Make up a lie, Brad. No. I've lied too much, someone needs to know the truth.
"Listen," I start, pulling out a chair and slipping into it so that we are face-to-face, "I know I should've been honest for you but you have to understand how hard this is for me and I love you so much, I never wanted to hurt you-"
"Cut to the chase, Simpson." Alli says sassily and I'm surprised at her confidence, but try not to show too much surprise.
"Okay. I need you not to interrupt me while I'm saying this, okay? Just listen." I start and she nods, "It started when I was younger.
I was always the kid who was different from the others. I had a short temper and everyone noticed, it was easy for me to flip out. Over simple things, too. Like not being able to use the orange crayon or dropping a cracker at break time. It started off small, one minute I was fine and the next I got mad, but my... episodes grew more and more severe. I would start getting mad at people for bumping me in the hall by accident and it was hard to play sports because I got mad at people so easily. Everyone knew me as the 'angry kid' or the 'weird one'. I got stares in the hallway and people tip-toed around me and treated me differently, like I had six months to live or something. I hated it and I had no idea what was wrong with me, no one did.
Then, when I was 15 I had this girlfriend, Sadie. I really loved her, I was head over heels. I had started seeing a doctor about my episodes and that was when they diagnosed me. I didn't tell anyone, no one but my parents knew. My dad constantly gave me shit about it but mum was so understanding. Anyway, one day Sadie and I went to the park for a picnic and we were walking back when we saw this guy from school. He sort of winked at her and checked her out and then he was like 'hey, I had a great time last night. I'll text you, yeah?' and I totally lost it. I forced her to confess and when she did, I turned on this guy. I... I almost killed him, Alli." I choke out the last part and she gasps, "He was hospitalized and in a coma for weeks. Hell, I don't know if he's even out yet. No one came near me after that, barely even made eye contact. That was when we moved here, to Philadelphia, for a new life. No one here knows about my condition other than my parents and I plan to keep it that way. But I can't keep hiding this from you. Alli, I'm... I have Bipolar Disorder."
Alli gasps and drops my phone, which I slowly take and shove back into my jumper pocket. She shakes her head and rubs her nose with a thumb and forefinger, shutting her eyes.
"Are you mad?" I whisper. The last thing I want is for her to be mad. What if she treats me differently? What if she doesn't want to be with me anymore? What if she tells everyone? I'm starting to regret not making up a lie.
"What?" Alli asks, her head snapping up, eyes wide, "No, no, of course not."
Alli reaches across the table and clutches onto my hand, running her fingers over my knuckles.
"Well... I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore. Or be friends either." I sigh.
"What? No way! Brad, I would never ever leave you for this." Alli says, gripping my face so I can look her in the eyes, "This disorder is something completely out of your control. You didn't choose this so I have no idea why people punish you for it. So what if you have episodes every now and then? People without a disorder have outbreaks like that and they are still accepted. I won't leave you."
"Are you sure? Because if everyone else doesn't like me then I don't want them hating you because you're with me-" I start but Alli cuts me off.
"Brad." She interrupts, a smile growing wide on her face, "I don't care if every last man on earth wants to kill you, I will always be by your side. I'm not leave anytime soon. I love you so much Bradley Simpson."
"I love you so much more, Alison Shaw." I reply, leaning in to kiss her softly.
"I'm here to help you, okay? No more secrets?" Alli asks, looking me dead in the eyes.
"No more secrets." I confirm before kissing her softly once again.
As our lips molded together, I couldn't help but feel so happy from the events taken place. Just as I thought that everything was crumbling down, things were falling perfectly in line. I loved Alli and she accepted me for who I was. We trust eachother and like we said, no more secrets. Things were finally harmonious and our lives couldn't be much better. Things really were going our way.
If only it were that easy.
Hi all, I'm so sorry I haven't updated in a while! It's a short chapter, I know, I'm really sorry but i wanted to update because I haven't in a while!!
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