Mistreated | Donah Meavey

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Jonah's pov

I was sitting on a stool in the waiting room. My mom and the doctor were talking near me.

"Oh my god." was everything the doctor said. He was shocked when he heard Daniel's story. First he wanted to call the police because of some strict rules he has to follow. I'm not blaming him cause he just wanted to do what he had to. But somehow my mom convinced him to not do anything. I admire her so much.

"They both need a therapist. As soon as possible." the doctor said quietly, but I heard it. He is right...

I couldn't listen to them any longer so I stood up and headed back to Daniel. I was kind of afraid to open the door, but I did. I can't leave him alone when he is not in a good shape.

I stepped in. First I thought he was sleeping, but when he heard me he opened his eyes and looked at me. Those beautiful eyes...full of pain..and tears...ugh god. I wish I could get all the negativity out of his head.

I went to the side of the bed and took his hand. Then I place a kiss on his forehead.

"How do you feel?" I was honestly scared to ask this question. He looked so...I don't know...almost scary. Probably because of the sedatives.

"I have mixed emotions." he whispered. I was trying so hard to stay strong.

"Everything is going to be okay baby...don't worry. They are not going to call the police." I said with a shaking voice.

He let out a sigh. I guess this is the best news I could tell him.

"Thank you." he said caressing my hand.

"I did nothing...my mom did."

"As well as your mom, you also deserve it." he said.

"You're the sweetest." I kissed his hand.

Daniel's pov

I was alone. The doctor gave me some medicine or something and I was slowly calming down. I wish I could control my emotions and my mind. But my mind controls me. I hate it. I think I can't deal with this by myself anymore. I need help. Professional help.

After an hour maybe, Jonah came into the room. He was worrying about me. He was so sad and stressed out. I'm destroying him. I can't let it happen. He doesn't deserve it. My life is more than enough to be destroyed.

I felt bad. Not just because of my head and my mental health...but because of the fact that I'm making a bad impact on him.

But then I felt a little bit better when he informed me that everything is fine cause his mom convinced the doctor to not call the police...it felt like I finally got to see the brightness at the end of a long and dark tunnel. I can get out of this..I just need time and patience....and help.

"Babe..I think I need a therapist." I said. He wasn't surprised.

"The doctor said it too...he said that.....we both need it." he replied looking down.

"Hey...it's not a shame..if someone needs help cause they can't deal with a problem by their own......I wanna get out of this....and this is the first step." I stated and he looked at me. "I believe that I can make it...together we can make it." he smiled at me weakly.

"I just thought that I can make it..that I can help you...and now it feels like I haven't done enough." he replied sadly.

"It's not true..you did everything you could...and I'm so thankful for that. Honestly I would be dead without you.....without you I'm nothing...you're my life....my everything...I wanna live for you...for us...I love you Jonah." we were both crying.

"I love you too and I promise you that I'm gonna be by your side and together we will make it." he said and kissed me.

After we pulled away he sat back down on the stool next to the bed. He was holding my hand while caressing it.

Then the door went open. Jonah's mom and the doctor came in.

"How do you feel Daniel?" the doctor asked.

"A lot better. I'm just a bit tired." I replied with a little smile on my face. He looked down on a paper in his hand, making some notes on it.

"That's because of the sedatives I gave you. What about your head?" he questioned and looked up at me.

"It hurts, but it's not that bad." I responded. He wrote something again and took a deep breath. Should I worry now?

"So if you want, you can leave cause there's no reason to hold you here if you feel strong enough. But...you should visit a therapist as soon as possible. And you too." he looked at Jonah and he nodded.

"I know...we already talked about it." I said.

"Okay that's everything I wanted to say." he stated and left the room.

Jonah's mom came closer to us. I sat up slowly. My head didn't want to let me do itit, but I was stronger.

"Be careful." Jonah's mom said.

"It's okay...ugh I'm used to it..it's nothing new for me." I replied.

"Babe." Jonah whispered with tears in his eyes. I put my hand on his cheek.

"Don't cry sweetheart...I'm fine." I said. "And..can we leave now?" I asked Jonah's mom.

"Like the doctor said if you feel strong enough...then I can't see any problems with it." she smiled at me. Jonah help me out of the bed.

I dressed up and we were ready to leave. Jonah put his arm around my waist and we walked out of the room heading to the elevator cause we were on the 5th floor. We got out of the building into the car, in which Jonah's mom came after me and Jonah.

When we arrived at home it was almost noon. We went inside and I sat down on the couch in the living room. Jonah brought me a glass of water and joined me on the couch, putting his arm around me. After I drank I put down the glass on the coffee table and leaned back into his shoulder, closing my eyes.

"I love you." I whispered in his ear. He kissed me softly.

"I love you too baby." he responded. I looked him in the eyes. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

"This is amazing." he said.

"What?" I asked him.

"You remember when we were last time at our place? I did the same thing like now. I smiled at you, but you looked away and then you left me there. And now you smile back at me..and it melts my heart." he said smiling.

"I'm sorry that I was acting like an idiot, but I was in love with you and at the same time hiding my biggest secret. It was the most difficult thing in my life. Every time I looked at you, I wanted to tell about all my problems..but the fear was bigger. Especially because of the fact that I was sure that if you would find out what is happening with me..you would call the police." I said. He pulled me close and kissed me.

"I would never ever do anything what you don't want to. I hope you know that." he said.

"Of course babe." I replied. We locked our lips together. Jonah's mom interrupted us when she came into the living room, clearing her throat.

"Sorry for disturbing you guys, but it's lunch time." she said with a wide smile on her face.

"Thanks mom." Jonah replied and his mom went back to the kitchen. Then he kissed me again, both smiling through the kiss. When we separated we joined her in the kitchen.