✯ 𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 (𝚝𝚢𝚛𝚞𝚜) ✯

006

~Cyrus~

"Do you have any idea how serious this is?" Richard said as he paced back and forth in the kitchen.

I was at the hospital for a few hours. They ran tests and gave me vitamins and fluids. Richard is kind of losing his shit.

"I promise not to die on your watch."

"Cyrus," Anne replied. "You have a vitamin deficiency. This can cause all sorts of health problems that could kill you, babe."

Richard raises his voice and says "It's serious," as if he can't think of anything new to say.

"Serious? Well if I knew it was serious I would be pissing my pants right now. Thanks, Richard."

"Stop using foul language in front of my wife," he demanded.

"It isn't anything she hasn't heard before."

He rolled his eyes.
"Stop being a smartass."

"Stop using foul language in front of your wife."

"Okay!" Anne loudly said before Richard had a chance to yell at me for what I said. "Stop arguing. Just once. Stop it. Cyrus, you are sick. You are malnourished. We have to make sure to help you get better. We need to cooperate. We need you to cooperate."

I hate how she always looks me in the eyes when she speaks. My eyes are always darting between her eyes and the floor.

"Vitamins," Richard said calmly. "And diet changes. You have to drink more water, too."

"Maybe if I get a vitamin k deficiency I can start to hemorrhage and have those other crazy symptoms like that woman on House who only ate microwave burgers"

"Cyrus!" Richard yelled. It's been a while since I wanted to laugh. I didn't expect that reaction.

"Cyrus, Richard is right. You have to take vitamins and you- you really have to eat more, honey. We're begging you, okay? If you don't then we have to take you to a specialist," Anne said.

Richard cleared his throat.
"We'll start small. Nutrient shakes and vitamins and eggs and toast for breakfast tomorrow, okay?"

"Do you feel better now, Cy?" Anne asked.

Cy.

"Yep. Can I go?"

"Actually, we have company coming for dinner tonight," Richard said.

Why tonight? Of all nights?

"Who?"

"The Kippens, honey. You've met Tj, right? We're good friends of his dad and stepmother," Anne replied.

"Stepmother? Is his mom dead or something?"

"No, Cyrus. Just- just a divorce is all," Richard said.

I could almost hear it in his voice that it wasn't just a divorce.

"We can reschedule if you want." Anne sat down in the chair beside me.

"No, it's fine."

"You and Tj could be friends," Richard said. "And he has a little brother named Reese. He's 13."

As long as Tj and Reese don't talk to me, it should be fine. Tj probably already told his family what happened at school this morning. Anne and Richard are the type of couple who are friends with other white suburban couples who make good money, pretend to be happier than they are, and don't respect some people's privacy. It's like in the movies and shows, almost. I hope the Kippens are just normal.

♡

Eh its very short
Questions?