Turn Around - An Adopted By O2L Story

Chapter 48

Zoe Franta

Connor left the room to go get Ricky and Jc, just leaving me and Kian in the room. There was a knock on the door about a minute later and a doctor came in.

"Sir, I'm going to ask you to leave while we perform the test to diagnose her. You may come back in as soon as we are done." The doctor said to Kian.

"Oh, okay." Kian replied. "I'll see you in a few." Kian wave, walking out.

"Okay, I'm going to ask you a few questions. If you would like a parent to assist you with these questions let me know." The doctor said.

"I want Connor." I whispered, now nervous. I hate hospitals.

"Okay. I'll have a nurse get him." The doctor said. Connor came in a minute later and I got up and wrapped my arms around him. Correction, I am absolutely 300% petrified of hospitals.

"Sh, it's okay." Connor whispered.

"Has she had any medical history?" The doctor asked.

"She got surgery on her rib a few months ago." Connor replied.

"I'd like to perform a physical exam to see if that could be causing her the symptoms she is getting." The doctor said. After the physical exam, the doctor came back with the results.

"There wasn't anything we found so we have someone in the hospital who can diagnose you. He is a mental health professional and he should be with you shortly." He said, leaving. I was shaking in Connor's arms. I'm literally so terrified of hospitals. I just hate them. The mental health professional came in and smiled warmly at me.

"Hello Zoe." The man said. "So today I'm going to ask you some questions and I will also use some assessment tools to help decide and diagnose you.'' I nodded, looking at him. I did everything he asked me to do and answered everything he wanted to know.

"I can diagnose you with anxiety along with depression." The man said. "You could take anti-depressant pills to-" I cut him of.

"I'm not taking pills." I snapped.

"Zoe, they will help you." He explained. "I will give you the prescription and you can bring it over to your nearest Walgreens to get it."

"Okay. Thank you for your time." Connor said as the doctor wrote up my prescription. He handed it to Connor when he was done.

"Good luck Zoe." He said, walking out.

"I just want Hayes." I broke down to another fit of tears. He always knew how to make me feel better.

"I can't get him." Connor said quietly.

"Ri-Ricky, Jc, and Kian." I whimpered. "I want them too. I want out of this damn hospital!"

"Let me go get them." Connor replied.

"No! Don't leave me! Don't leave me here alone!" I sobbed. Connor pulled out his phone, calling Ricky. He answered right away.

"Hey, what just happened?" Ricky asked. It was loud so I could hear the conversation.

"Just come here, all of you." Connor said, hanging up. The boys were all in here a minute later and I hugged all of them.

"Trevor found out she was in the hospital and now he's on his way up here as well. He just got here." Ricky said. Connor nodded, sitting down on the couch. I feel bad for him, I'm probably the reason why he's like that. I started to cry a little again. 

"What's wrong?" Ricky asked. I didn't say anything, I just kept crying. My whole life is a mess. I'm falling apart, and I feel like nothing will ever be the same again. I feel so physically and emotionally tired, and weak. 

"Zoe, come on, tell me." Ricky pleaded. I shook my head, wiping my eyes. Trevor came in the room and I looked at him, wiping my eyes. 

"Could I talk to Trevor alone?" I asked quietly. 

"Yeah sure Zoe. We'll be in the waiting room." Kian said, hugging me before walking out with the rest of the guys.

Connor shut the door shut and Trevor wrapped me up in his arms, letting me cry into his shoulder. We got really close, but then just started drifting apart. We used to text each other all the time, but we slowly drifted away, almost like we were avoiding each other. I was shaking again, I didn't know what to do. It felt good to be able to see Trevor again in person because in all honesty, I missed him. A lot. I don't think I've actually talked to him in person for over a month. 

"What's wrong?" He asked me, wiping my eyes. 

"I-I was diagnosed with d-depression and anxiety." I whispered. That's not what was making me upset though, it was how I was probably gonna drag Connor down. I'm ruining him, he was never ready to handle a kid like me.

"Awe Zoe. Can I tell you something? I haven't told any of the boys yet by the way, I'm going to soon though." Trevor said. 

"Sure." I said, trying to calm down a little bit.

"I have a disorder called depersonalization." Trevor replied, looking down. It sucks, and it's gotten worse this year." Trevor said.

I didn't say anything, I just hugged him tighter. He helped me off of the ground, but grabbed my wrists. I winced in pain as I got up, Trevor noticing. We sat down on the little couch and he sighed, rolling my sleeves up. The bandages were covering my arms so he carefully unwrapped one, looking at the fresh cuts lining my arms.

"Please don't do that to yourself." Trevor said, placing the bandage back how it was. "Text me if you ever need anyone to talk to, and I will be here for you."

"Thanks Trevor." I said, wrapping my arms around him again. "You mean so much to me, and you are like my best friend."

"Well I am pretty fabulous." Trevor said, smirking. I flicked his head and he groaned looking at me. 

"I would have slapped you but you're a girl and I wouldn't do that." Trevor said as he held his forehead. 

"Oh? Leave because no." I said jokingly.

"Fine, I'll go be frantastic somewhere else." Trevor said, pretending to flip his 'weave.' Just hearing that instantly made my smile go to a frown, remembering what just happened. 

"Why did you frown when I said Connor?" Trevor questioned. "What happened between you guys?" 

"Well, I feel like he just hasn't been the same, and I feel like it's my fault he can't be happy and how much better he would be without me. Now I feel like I'm gonna bring him down and he could be so much better, so much happier without a kid with him. Now he also has to do with a kid who has anxiety and depression and he's probably gonna worry about me 24/7 now. I don't want to do that to him. I don't want to bring him down like that! I feel so guilty and so bad because it's obvious! Connor wasn't ready for a kid like me, a depressed teenager. I'm the reason why he's drifting away from everyone, and there's only one way to stop it now." I explained. 

"What is that?" Trevor asked curiously. 

"I'm gonna go back to the adoption center." I replied.