Evanstan One shots

You're Making Me Nervous

A/N: This chapter connects to the line "Well you talk like yourself. No. I hear someone else and now you're making nervous". I connect to this line and wanted to use it. This line reminds me of when an ex suddenly changed on me and ended everything like it was nothing. So! yeah here you go!

WARNING!: Bipolar behavior and maybe a mental breakdown. Please understand this is a serious mental illness that is not to be joked about. 

Once I woke up to the fridge door slamming in the distance. I already could tell how this was gonna play out. I felt the side of the bed to feel it was empty.
Chris was up and in the kitchen.

I get up slowly and peek out into the hall where I could see the shirtless man watching the microwave intently. I looked at how he was standing and then knew I was good to go up to him because he was relaxed in the shoulders.

I approach him very slowly in case I have read him wrong. I jumped a bit as the microwave beeped, letting us know that whatever he was heating up was done.

He then went and grabbed the bowl and then made eye contact with me. "Want some?", i blinked, dumbfounded. "No thanks. What time is it?"

He turned and looked at the clock on the stove. "2:40"

"AM?"
"No. FM."
Chris was still there after that comment. Which means this epsiode isn't severe. "Ha. You're coming back to bed, right?"
He smiled and started to eat, "Of course, babe. I'm still here. I just got hungry."
I nodded, "Yeah..."

He then set the bowl down and pulled me into a hug, "I love you, My sebby"
I smiled and buried my face in his neck. "I love you too"

Once he finished eating, we headed back to bed. Something seemed off after a while of laying there, staring at each other. Chris' eyes didn't look remotely heavy.
"Babe..can you sleep?"
He just stared at me.
"Baby?"

His eyes suddenly want to grow heavy, "I'm very tired."
I nodded and kissed his forehead, "Goodnight, baby"

"Do you love me?"
I cupped his face and kissed him softly, "With every bone in my body"

He then wrapped tightly around me, like I was gonna walk away.

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I wake to arms still around me tightly. I get up and manage to fight off the resistance of Chris' arms.
I go into the bathroom and get his daily medication then set them on his nightstand.
I gently wake him up as i don't know which epsiode could happen.
The doctor told me that bipolar disorders have at least two main mood swings. Manic and Depressive.
Manic being the more positive and active behavior where his head speed through thoughts rapidly along with his speech. He exercises and exercises to where if he didn't have me, he could hurt himself.
But he could go from being super active to completely tired and you can never really time when it could happen.

Chris opened his eyes wide and turn to face me. "Good morning, baby. Time to take your medicine"
"Now?"
I nodded and gave him the pills and a bottle of water I earlier. He sat up and took the medicine.

For the first week, he would refuse and being the person I am, I wouldn't argue.  That's when the irritation came into play. The mood swings go severe and we got into a heated argument. It was bad.

"I TOLD YOU, SEBASTIAN!! I'M FINE!! I DON'T NEED TO TAKE FUCKING MEDICATION! I'M NOT FUCKING BIPOLAR!!"

"CHRIS! YES YOU ARE! LOOK AT YOURSELF!"

"WHAT?!? JUST SAY YOU DON'T WANT ME ANYMORE!"

"THAT'S NOT WHAT I'M SAYING AT ALL! YOU NEED THE MEDICATION, YOU'RE NOT OKAY IN THE HEAD! THE DOCTOR SAID SO AFTER YOU GOT TESTED SEVERAL TIMES!"