After the storm comes the Rainbow

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After finding out Amelia was Phoenix, I didn't know what to think. Here I was talking to my cousin after all this time and didn't even know it. Maybe it was better that way because she didn't judge me. I've had enough of that.

Meadow would visit but when she left, I just felt down again. It was hard to deal with all the emotions I felt. One minute I'm up, the next I'm down. It was rough.

Julian decided I needed to see someone. I don't remember asking for someone else. I just decided to humor him. Not like anyone cares anyway.

I sat in the visitor room and waited. The door opened and in walked Rain. I looked at her a bit surprised as she came in and took a seat at the table, across from me.

"Hi Aunt Rain," I greeted her.

"Hi, Kaden. I heard you were sad," she said to me.

"Yeah, a little bit."

"Is it because of that mean girl with the short skirt," she asked me directly.

"You mean Roxy?" I looked at her, a bit confused.

"Yes her."

"Yeah Roxy hasn't exactly made me happy," I sighed. Just the mere mention of her made my emotions crash over me.

"Because she isn't nice. Nice people don't hurt other people's feelings. They hug and tell you good things," she told me.

"Yeah. But she's not the only one," I mumbled.

"Who else?" She looked at me confused.

"My dad. He doesn't like me," I answered her.

"That's not true," she told me.

"Aunt Rain, he doesn't care about me. If he did then he wouldn't have forced me to join the football team. He told me video games were a waste of time. That I needed friends. So, I joined the football team and still had no friends. Well not real ones," I sighed.

"Because he wanted you to be sociable. I know. People always want me to be sociable even I don't want to be. Antonio tried to give me the stuff to be my friend. I didn't even want it. I like my little ponies, puzzles and Cole's cake. Cole makes a good cake," she smiled.

"Okay I don't know what that has to do with my dad," I said feeling really confused.

"Your dad is a good person. Says the wrong things because he is a doof. Doofs always say the wrong things. Cade isn't very good at relationships. He has to be told what to do, as your mom tells him," she said simply.

I looked at her a bit surprised.

"Don't be a doof. Take your medication to help you get better so you can come to see the horses," she said to me.

"Aunt Rain."

"Kaden, not doing things to help you does not work. It hurts you. I don't want to see you hurt. I like you. You use to be nice. Why can't you be nice again?" Her tone was serious.

I remember growing up. When I was younger, my dad took me to the stables. Rain talked to me about the horses. I didn't understand then but I do now. Animals don't judge. They understand better than humans and love you unconditionally.

Uncle Blake would go to the stables a lot and go riding. He said it helped him through the issues he had, considering what he went through.

I sat there lost in the memory of it all.

"Kaden?"

Her voice broke me from my reminiscing as I looked at her.

"Take your medication," she told me.

I looked at her as she got up and left the room. Before I decided anything, there was one person I wanted to see. It was a request that would surprise everyone.

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I sat in my room when Julian came to get me. Taking a deep breath, I got up and followed him. My nerves were a wreck and my emotions were all over the place.

Walking into the visitor room, I found my dad sitting at the table. I hadn't seen him since that day I was brought to the hospital. I hadn't wanted to see him. I know it was a shitty attitude to have but it's how I felt. We hadn't exactly been on good terms over the years.

I took a seat across from him as Julian gave us some privacy. Looking at him, I didn't know what to say except for, "why do you hate me?"

This question took him back.

"Hate you? I don't hate you," he answered.

"Then why did you force me to do something I didn't want to do," I asked him.

"Kaden, I just wanted you to make some friends. I thought by you joining the football team, you would. I didn't expect everything else to go along with it," he explained, referring to Roxy.

"If I would have known this would have happened, I would have never suggested it," he told me.

"If you would have known? Are you serious?!" I stood up quickly as did he. "You forced me to do something I didn't want to do! I begged you not to! You didn't listen to me! Dad the big bad football player who prefers to have me follow his path!" I snapped.

"Kaden?!"

"You don't love me! If you did you would have seen how much I hated it! You would have been fine with made me happy!" My paranoia was getting the best of me.

Then I felt him wrap his arms around me as I fought him.

"Stop! Let me go!" I tried to fight him off as he held on tighter.

"I won't let you go. I will hold as long it takes me," he said in a calm voice.

"Get off of me! Please! Let me go!" I started crying.

"Never and I won't. You keep fighting me and I will hold on tighter. I won't lose my boy," he reassured me as he held me tighter as I fought and fought until I wore myself out.

We stood there as he held me as in his arms as I cried.

"I got you, Kaden," he reassured me as I cried. I reached up and gripped the back of his shirt as I sobbed. The door opened and dad looked at Julian as Julian nodded before closing the door to leave us alone.

The truth was, the bipolar along with the anxiety and paranoia made me create scenarios that weren't real or true. It didn't help Roxy beat me into the ground constantly. She knew I was the type that would take it and she abused it. She essentially abused me.

She made me turn on the people that truly gave a damn about me, only to alienate me further. Not anymore. I needed to take my life back. I needed the people that mattered the most in my life. I needed my family and Meadow.

Sometimes out of the darkness comes to light just like out of a storm comes a rainbow. It was time to reach for that life preserver and save myself.

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