【ＨＩＲＡＥＴＨ】- 𝒥. 𝒦𝒶𝒽𝓃𝓌𝒶𝓁𝒹

Ｔｈｅ ｒｅｔｕｒｎ

Katharina drop me off at the doctors office, and as i reach down to grab my bag, the Nielsen family except Ulrich send me grins.

"Doctors are scary, i don't understand how you do it" Mikkel comments as he rest his head on the sill of the open car window. I laugh, ruffling his hair. "It's only two times a year Mike" i reply, looking at Katharina as she furrows her eyebrows. "I'll send Ulrich to pick you up" She state, still looking at me in pity as i nod. "Yeah - thank you Katharina" I send her a thankful smile before i turn around, walking towards the hospital.

I get in, walking over to the reception, Maria smiling at me. I smile weakly back. She checks the computer before humming. "wait here for a while" She nod to the waiting room. I purse my lips, linking my hands as i sit down on one of the chairs, tapping my foot against the floor in boredom. There's only old people here right now, which includes a grey haired woman who is sitting on one of the chairs. She stare directly at me, so i shift akwardly, her different colored eyes piercing through me - making me stressed.

I glance at her, meeting her gaze, staring back at her. We just sit there for a few seconds, having eye contact. She observe me for a bit longer before she stands up, walking to the door and goes straight out. I stare after her, my eyebrows furrowed as i try to remember if i have seen her before.

I then grab a random magazine, starting to flicker through the pages in boredom.

After about 20 minutes of waiting, the door to the doctors office opens, and an old woman who walks extremely slowly comes, wandering down to the door, resting all of her weight on one of those wheeled crutches.

I watch as she goes, and seconds later the woman in the reception smiles at me. "It's ready for you now - you can go in"  I put down the magazine and stand up, walking over to the door.

Friedrich greets me with a welcoming smile, his old face wrinkly and his beard more white than the last time i saw him. "Hello Mrs Paulsen, how are we feeling today?" He questions, motioning for the chair. I sit down as he close the door, shrugging. "Tired." I mutter. He laugh.

"Oh i think we all feel like that now, November is a dark month - my wife always gets sad in November" He explains, getting the breathing tests out. He give it to me. "You know how it goes, inhale as far as you can and exhale" He sit down by the computer, and i do it, my shaky breath making me almost heave for air. He turns in his chair, looking at me for a second as i run a hand through my hair.

"Sorry" i mutter, sending him an apologetic look that he waves off. "It's fine - how are you doing, really?" He question. I avoid his gaze, shrugging meekly again. "i'm tired of being a burden" I mutter, meeting his gaze as he furrow his eyebrows.

"Burden?" I let out a little laugh, humming. "Uh yeah - since my mother got hospitalized i've been living with a bunch of friends... it's just - i guess tiresome? And i feel like i'm being a burden" I mutter,  fiddling with the tube in my hands as i glance down. Friedrich release a small sigh.

"You are no burden, i can promise you that. The adults know the situation, and they know what they agreed to when they said yes for you to switch inbetween them" He state. I smile a little and his words, blinking away tears.

"I know you're not allowed to release information, but have your wife mentioned how she is?" I mutter, searching his eyes as he send me a smile of pity. He nod. "She has yes. We both know how bad your mother was with schizophrenia the last time you saw her. But she has improved, that i can tell you" he explain. I smile at his words, sniffling as i tuck some hair behind my ear. "That's good" I reply, linking my hands again.

"Is there anything else bothering you?" He question. I hestitate before nodding, looking out of the window, seeing the gray Winden weather. "I miss Jonas"