Jar Of Hearts | O'shea Jackson Jr ♡

✨Chapter 68✨

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      "She has anxiety,having anxiety is is common for teens between seven and eighteen." Dr. Harper told Lyric and O'shea.

Lyric looked at Mila threw the glass window. "Is it a cure?" O'shea asked.

"Not exactly,people with anxiety is mostly stressed so you two will have to keep her in a none stressful environment." Lyric folded her arms and took a deep breath.

"She'll be fine." Lyric shook her head. "What if she has an anxiety attack? Will she die?" She asked.  O'shea looked at the doctor wondering the same thing.

"When having an anxiety attack you'll have chest pain,trouble breathing and a racing heart. She'll think that she's gonna die but she won't."

"And what if she stops breathing?" Lyric asked. "Then you call an ambulance." Lyric frowned.

"I subscribed some medication for her,make sure she eats and drinks plenty of water." "We won't have a problem with that."

"Alright." He left and Lyric watched Mila play cards with her therapist. "She's gonna be fine." O'shea said. Lyric nodded. "Yea." She mumbled.

O'shea looked her up and down. He doesn't know why she had been giving him the cold shoulder lately. "Are..are we okay?" He asked.

Lyric nodded. "Yea we're fine."  "It doesn't seem that way,you barely talked to me."

"I just don't have anything to say." O'shea frowned and Lyric brushed past him and walked into the room Mila's in.

"Hey Mama." She smiled making Lyric smile. "Hi,are you feeling better?" She asked. Mila nodded. "Mhm,but I'm tired." Lyric nodded and looked at her therapist,Suzanne.

She gave her a thumbs up letting her know she was okay. "You wanna go home?" Lyric asked. Mila nodded and stood up.

"Go threw that door right there and see Daddy." Mila walked through the door and Lyric faced Suzanne.

"We gave her a dose of medicine to help slow down the anxiety and that's why she's so tired." "How long will she be asleep?" Lyric asked.

"It's three now so she'll be out the rest of the night and might wake up really early." "Okay." "Dr. Harper will give you the instructions on how she can take them."

"Okay,thanks alot." "No problem." Lyric walked out and saw Mila on O'shea's back. "Hold on tight okay?" Mila nodded and laid her head on O'shea's.

Lyric smiled and watched them walk out. The whole car ride was silent. "I'm sorry for blaming this on you when it's clearly my fault." O'shea said.

Lyric looked at him. "It's not your fault." "No it is..with the moving back and forth and I'm barley spending time with her. I'm a terrible father."

Lyric frowned. "No you're not." "Yea. I am." "O'shea you're a great father,Mila loves you." He was silent.

"When she was a baby you could put her to sleep better than I could. Actually,she wouldn't go to sleep without you..remember that?" Lyric asked.

O'shea cracked a smile and Lyric poked his side making him move his hips. She laughed. "Thank you." "You're welcome."

O'shea parked the car and looked back to see Mila knocked out in the back seat. They got out of the car and O'shea carried her upstairs.

Lyric pulled her shoes off and moved the covers over. O'shea gently laid her down and Lyric pulled the covers over her.

Lyric closed her door and walked to her room. "You gonna tell me why you're so mad at me?" O'shea asked. Lyric shook her head walking into her closet.