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two days went by

No one but Michael and Luke came to see me

I stayed in the boys On Call rooms

I had to talk to therapists about how I felt towards Casey- which only pissed me off

I loved my fucking sister.

I was currently sitting on Michael's bed, scrolling through Instagram

The door opened, making me look

At the sight of my mom, I busted out crying.

She immediately hugged me.

"I swear mom- it was an accident" I sobbed into her.

"I know princess, I know." She breathed out, holding me tightly.

"The boys hate me-" "no princess, they don't- we all have a very clear understanding of what happened." She spoke, looking to me.

"Everyone knows that it was an accident- everyone's just a little confused as to why you didn't tell anyone before it got out of hand." She spoke, pushing hair away from my face.


"I- i-" "princess, the three therapists you've spoken to have diagnosed you with bipolar disorder." She spoke quietly, rubbing my arms gently.

"W-what?" I spoke quietly.

"It's okay though princess, Luke's going to get you on some medicines- you're going to have to talk to a therapist once a month- it's going to be okay, we're going to make it perfect." She smiled, kissing my head gently.

If this were Casey

If Casey would've lost my medicine and not told anyone

My mother would've never forgave her.



"Can I see her now?" I cried into her.

"Yes princess, let's go"

We walked into the room, Casey and Noah in the same bed, Calum on Casey's side as Noah held his phone out- the two of them watching something, smiles on both of their faces.

"Come sit" Calum spoke, patting the chair beside him.

I did as said- my mom sitting on the other side of me.

We all talked- we all just- were together.


"You're not going back, are you?" I questioned my mom, seeing her smile

"No princess- no job is worth my family."




Two days later- we were able to go back to our real home.

Casey and I had our own bedrooms back- no longer having to share

Casey was still on antibiotics, just to be sure it was completely out of her

And I was now on bipolar medicine.



All of the hell that has happened to past three months

Was all because I was fucking bipolar

And I'm just now realizing-

It was all my fault.

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