I Need U 💎

Chapter 17

Jonah's P.o.V

Someone had to tell Corbyn to stop downplaying his physical AND mental health. It was no joke. At least not to me. I sighed heavily, putting down our bags. I looked around his room. I hadn't been here for about two months. It looked different to his usually neatly organised room. Clothes were carelessly scattered on the floor. It kind of reminded me of my room. Just not as messy. His room used to smell clean, fresh and minty but the familiar scent had faded. It didn't smell like anything at all.
What happened? Was that my fault, too?

"He started eating way less than he used to", I heard the voice of his mother inside of my head. "I'm sure it has nothing to do with you", she said. She couldn't be more wrong. I knew damn well that it had everything to do with me. It was my actions, my mistakes that caused all of this.
I shook my head, trying to get rid of the negative thoughts. The only thing they do is cloud your mind. Apart from that, they're no use. Blaming oneself doesn't make the mistakes undone but by understanding and learning from them one can try to make things right.

With that in mind, I left Corbyn's room. Once I got downstairs Saskia smiled at me from across the room. "I put a glass of water for you on the table", she mentioned, pointing towards it.

"Thank you, you didn't have to!", I pointed out, "But I appreciate you caring", I added. She was the sweetest and most understanding person I knew. After my own mother, of course.

I drank my water, trying to release the tension I was feeling. Standing here in his living room after all this time, with him only a few feet away, made me feel all types of things.
On one hand, I was overwhelmed by the sudden changes. Yesterday had just been a normal, boring and sad day without Corbyn and today I was here. In his house. It's funny how everything can change in a matter of seconds. If it hadn't been for the accident earlier today, I wouldn't be here right now.
On the other hand, I was happy I could finally be near Corbyn again, without having the urge to run away from him. I wasn't aware of the impact my crude actions had on him. If I had known how much my behavior affected him I would have talked to him about my feelings sooner. If only i knew what i know now...

"Alright, let's go. We don't want to be late to the appointment now, do we?", Saskia said, standing up from her seat.

I finished my drink and placed the glass back on the table. The moment I looked up, my eyes met his - I don't think I need to mention his name for you to know who I'm referring to - and for a brief moment time stood still. It was as if we were the only people on the planet. My surroundings got blurry and he was the only clear thing I could see. We kept staring at each other until Corbyn's mother cleared her throat, interrupting our moment.

"Not to ruin this....", she gestured to Corbyn and me, "...but we really need to go", she pointed out, discretely winking at me before leaving the house.

I couldn't help but grin and shake my head in disbelief. She did not just do that.

The car ride passed in comfortable silence, the only noise being the faint sound of the radio. Corbyn and I were both sitting in the back like we always do when neither of us is driving. The sole purpose being to annoy everyone else. And to eat all the snacks.

Once we got to the orthopedist, we entered the small, modern building with its ceiling to floor windows, which made it look bigger than it actually was. After notifiying the receptionist, who took Corbyn's information, of our arrival we were told to go sit in the waiting room. I checked my phone for potential messages and to my surprise someone actually had texted me. 

I tapped on the notification for the chat to open. It was the group chat of Jack, Zach and I. The "Local Losers 🤡".

Jack Ramen🍜: @ Hoenah how is your lover doing? -sent 4:42PM

ZacK Martin: wait what r u talking abt? -sent 4:43PM

Jack Ramen🍜: Jonah knocked some chemicals off a wagon -sent 4:45PM

Jack Ramen🍜: And then Corbyn slipped on them -sent 4:45PM

Jack Ramen🍜: Tragic right -sent 4:45PM

Jack Ramen🍜: @ Hoeonah so?? How is he???-sent 4:46PM

ZacK Martin: damn what a shitty day -sent 4:47PM

Jack Ramen🍜: Indeed -sent 4:47PM

Jack Ramen🍜: @ Hoenah ???? -sent 4:47PM

ZacK Martin: jack stop harrassing him hes probably comforting his 'lover' -sent 4:48PM

I rolled my eyes at their messages. "He's not my lover", I typed as a response.

"Who is not your lover?", a curious voice asked next to me. I turned my head to see Corbyn, looking at me expectantly. 

"Uhh-", I began before a lady with a white coat popped her head through the glass door. 

"Corbyn Besson", she read off the list she was holding, "follow me." 

He stood up and I released the breath I was holding. That was close.

"Jonah!", Saskia called my attention towards her. I gave her a questioning look. She nodded in Corbyn's direction. "Go with him!", she then prompted.

"You want me to go to the doctor's office with him?", I repeated confused.

She didn't answer. "Corbyn, honey", she started instead, "take Jonah with you", she continued after he had turned around.

I could see the confusion on his face but he nodded nevertheless, then looked at me, giving me a small smile. 

For some reason my heart started beating faster. I tried to act normal as we both followed the lady who led us into a room at the end of a narrow corridor. The room was bright and pretty basic for a doctor's office. It had white walls and two black leather armchairs stood in front of a wooden table with tons of papers laying on it. There was an examination couch at the other end of the room along with an artificial skeleton right next to it.

"Doctor Lewis will be here in a minute. You can sit down", the lady told us, pointing to the armchairs.

Great, and I thought I could get around answering Corbyn's previous question.

A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in agesss... I was pre-occupied with a school project and just couldn't find the time to do anything else :/ but I'm back bitchesss and that's all that matters, right :)))