Therapy / Why Don't We

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Zach

"Zach wake up, it's time for therapy" Daniel said shaking the now young eighteen year old boy.

"No, I don't want to go" Zach replied covering his face with the warm pillow that was supporting his head. "I want sleep." Zach said again.

"You promised us." Was all Daniel said sitting at the end of the young boys bed. "No more shutting us out, following up with your appointments."

Zach sat up looking at twenty one year old boy. "I can't, especially not today." Zach mumbled and looked up at Daniel, then down at the calendar next to his bed.

"Almost two years ago, he was taken away from me" Zach replied and looked up at Daniel. "How could he not get better, I'm-" zach said and caught his breath. "This is my fault."

"Nothing is your fault, if anything it's his for starting the drugs he was on. None of us realized he was using cocaine or finding ways to hurt himself again." Daniel said and sighed sitting down next to Zach. "I promise you, Zach, he's way better than he was before."

"Then let me visit him-"

"Maybe, he'll be out soon" Daniel said and stood up. "I'll drive you today, we leave in twenty minutes."

Daniel said and slowly walked towards the door. "Oh and can you watch Emily today? I have to go help Cora with moving a crib into her house" Daniel said sighed.

Zach nodded and quickly got up staring at himself in the mirror. Nothing felt real, nothing felt right anymore. He itched for the feeling of the boy he truly loves hands all over him.

He looked at his bags in the mirror and sighed. He opened his door and slowly walked out passing the room filled with all of Jack's boxes, when he went into rehab they left the old house, they couldn't stay and be reminded of every little thing that had happened.

He checked to make sure none of the boys were near, he opened the door quietly and walked in. He opened a box filled with Jack's sweatpants and pulled a pair out.

He quickly took off his own jeans and slid on Jack's sweats and then continued to find a hoodie he could wear, something that had his scent on it.

Zach slid on the hoodie, feeling the hoodie that hung very loosely on his body.

"I knew it" He heard Corbyn's voice say as it startled him, causing him to have a mini heart attack.

"Don't tell Daniel, please" zach pleaded as he stared at Corbyn.

"I've been wondering where all of his clothes were, turns out you're in her stealing the only items of clothes he asks for." Corbyn chuckled. "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me"

"Thank you" Zach pleaded and slid on his converse, running down the stairs to see Daniel holding Emily in his arms.

"Ready?"

Zach nodded and went out and sat in the passenger seat of the chair. He slid down the seat and slouched as he smelt the smell of Jack Avery on his hoodie.

"I'm ready" he remembered telling Jack that night. The memories of one of the best night of his life flashed through his mind as he smiled and sighed.

He didn't notice the slight tears running down his face until Daniel asked what was wrong.

Zach denied everything and just mumbled a quick "I'm okay" while unbuckling his seatbelt.

"Okay, well meet me in this-" Daniel began to say but Zach slammed the truck door shut as he slowly walked into the building he dreaded with every bone in his body.

Daniel rubbed his forehead and sighed as he too missed his own best friend. "He'll be back soon, stay strong" Daniel whispered to himself as he drove home, opening the door to see Jonah holding Emily.

"Has Cora come over yet?" Daniel asked Jonah and he shook his head.

"No, I'm sorry bro." Jonah said.

"It's fine, I'm going to take a nap before she gets here. You're okay with watching Emily until then?" Daniel asked and Jonah nodded his head eagerly.

Daniel chuckled at the sight of one of his best friends and his daughter.

>| chapter one of 'Therapy' is complete !¡!

>| thank you to everyone for the amount of love and support from the last couple days. I needed it :)
As of now I am trying to just ignore it once again.

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