FILTHY ~ Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 30

After starting to fluid drip on Teddy, I step down the stairs and Molly asks "Is he okay?"

I nod, before declaring "I got rid of it." She nods and I tell her "Neutralized and down the drain."

She motions towards the living room "Your guy is wanting to take you on a walk."

I step down and find he's not in the living room "He's outside." Arthur tells me.

I nod, before stepping out of the house. The smell of cigarette smoke bothers my nose as someone passes by.

Thomas leans against the wall and asks "The kid okay?" I nod and he stands up "What are you doing, tomorrow?"

I take in a deep breath, before telling him "I've got bloodwork. It'll be four weeks, tomorrow."

"Since the exposure?" He asks and I nod as we start to walk "He was your boyfriend, wasn't he?"

I stop him, instantly, and ask "Who told you that?" He gives me a knowing look and I ask "Jackie?"

He nods, before asking "So, he was your boyfriend?"

I start to walk again, before I clarify "EX-boyfriend." He ahhs, as we round a corner "We broke up, three months before he killed himself."

He gives a confused look, before asking "And he was dying of AIDS?"

I take in a deep breath, before nodding "There's a new strain of HIV. Kills you in less than a year."

He stops and looks to me "Then, if he gave it to you-?"

I nod, before declaring "I haven't told the Weasleys." He takes in a deep breath and I shrug "I'll know tomorrow."

He gives a weak smile, before asking "Can I go with you?"

I scoff at him, before asking "You want to be there when my life might, quite literally, come to an end?"

He nods, before declaring "You need someone there."

I take in a deep breath, before asking "Are you taking it too, then?" He shrugs and I continue on.

As we walk, I ask him "When was the last time you got tested?"

He thinks for a second, before declaring "A year ago." I hum and he asks "How long ago were you diagnosed?"

I give him a confused look, before asking "What do you mean?"

"Schizophrenia?" He asks and I furrow my brow "Bipolar disorder?"

I stop in my tracks and ask "What the fuck are you talking about?" He backs up and I rush him "Who, the fuck, told you that?"

He leans into the fence to try to avoid me, before declaring "I saw your Lithium, earlier! I-i know that it's a mood stabilizer!"

I back away and lean against the fence next to him. We stand there for a while, before he insists "It's not as bad as you make it seem."

I furrow my brow and remind "I'm fucking nuts."

He smiles at me and asks "Which is it? Bipolar disorder or schizophrenia?"

I look away and sigh "Bipolar disorder." He hums and I look down.

After a long moment, he asks "You realize it's a manageable disease, right?"

I furrow my brow at him and declare "Until shit happens and I'm off my 'ead, again. This time, throwing punches and threatening people with a knife."

He sighs, before declaring "You have a family that'll tell you went you're manic."

I look towards the ground and I can see him moving out of the corner of my eye. When I hear a crack, I look up to find him lighting's on cigarette between his lips.