WHEN I'M WITH YOU

WHEN I'M WITH YOU: PART 7

"So that's it, your just going to give up?" I said.
"Eddie, your mother has been seeing another man behind my back-" my father started.
"So? When you were saying your wedding vows did you not listen to what they actaully said? You stay with her, NO MATTER WHAT!" I said, raising my eyebrows at him.
"Eddie, I don't want you getting too upset. Love is a very difficult thing and-"
"Love?! Incase you didn't notice i'm IN love, and even though i'm pretty sure neither of us would go behind each others backs, I wouldn't give up on him!"
"Eddie, mate...You don't understand..."
"I understand your being a complete fucking cock dad" I said bluntly.
"Eddie go back upstairs!" My dad yelled. I did was I was told, not because I wanted to and not because I thought I needed to obey him, but because I couldn't be bothered with the argument.

When I got upstairs I lept on Kai and burst into tears. His eyes opened straight away and he stroked my back, "Oh my god...Eddie what's up?" he said, he sounded really concerned. "My dad's leaving us Kai, my parents are splitting up. I don't really want to talk about it, if that's okay? Because I know i'll be fine, it's my mum who will need help" I whimpered. Kai nodded, I was pleased he understood. We sat in bed for over two hours, he kissed and comforted me, maybe for longer than I needed, but I was enjoying the attention and once all the tears were finally gone it was time to get up and get dressed. "Where are we going?" Kai asked me after I told him to get his clothes on. "To the doctors Kai, to get you help" I smiled, I was feeling fine now. We were finished getting ready and walked down the stairs. My mum just walked past me without a word and went up to her room. My father was standing at the door with his suitcase.
"So. Where are you planning on staying?" I questioned my dad with nothing but anger in my voice.
"A friend of mine is letting me stay with him until I find somewhere to live. And once I do and get the place sorted out you and Jake can come and stay on weekends, or whatever the arangement is" he answered, trying to smile.
"No thanks" I said bluntly and taking hold of Kai's hand, I shoved past my father and out the door.

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"So...What brings you here" a in his mid forties said to me, as I sat opposite him. Eddie had chosen to wait outside, he explained to me that I would find it easier to talk if it was just me and this therapist/doctor guy.
"Well sir-"
"Andy, Andy Collins" he smiled, so i'm guessing that's what he wanted me to call him.
"Well Andy, i've been having really scary dreams and seeing horrible things that aren't actualy there" I started, and I saw him open a word document on his laptop and type down what I had said to him.
"Do you eat well?" he said.
"What has that got to do with anything?" I said, confused.
"Not eating enough can cause the body to get tired, triggering hallucinations, as does not getting enough sleep" he explained.
"My sleeping and eatings fine. Well my sleeping was fine before I started having these nightmares, but the nightmares don't happen as much as the hallucinations so i'm normally getting a good enough sleep."
"Okay and do you take drugs or drink alcohol?"
"Well yes I drink alcohol, but at parties, it's not all the time."
"Yes yes okay, I was only thinking that constant use of drugs and alcohol could cause you to see things" he muttered typing away at his laptop, he then looked up at me again, "So Kai, would you like to tell me some of the things your seeing and dreaming, do they have an on-going pattern, as in, do they each relate to the other?"
"They're all to do with someone hurting my boyfriend, or my boyfriend hurting me, doing things like cheating on me, or making me self harm. But last night I had a hallucination that a man was trying to kill him" I said, I thought I sounded really crazy, but Andy didn't even blink.
"Is there violence in your relationship?"
"No."
"Are you paranoid that your partner is being unfaithful?"

"No not really, well I haven't been until the hallucinations started" I replied, I didn't really enjoy answering all these questions, but I knew he'd be able to help me. He sat there for a while deep in thought, I sighed and descided to tell him the real reason I thought these things were happening to me.
"Right...About two weeks ago a guy from my school beat my boyfriend up really badly, like he could barely move. We got past it and my boyfriend, Eddie is his name, told me not to say anything, he told me not to do anything. I don't know why, I guess he didn't want me to get into trouble, or maybe he was humiliated and just wanted to forget the whole thing. The problem is everytime I saw the scars I just lost it, I felt like i'd let the both of us down because this guy was walking around all smug that he'd badly hurt my boyfriend and I hadn't done a thing!" I confessed. I heard a few taps on the keyboard, I looked up from my lap and watched him type away, he then turned to me and nodded at me to carry on. "Anyway, two days ago it happened again, he was walking home from school, only this time he did end up in hospital with stitches. He tried to hide his bruises by putting make-up on them, and he covered his stitches with his hair. When I saw them he told me he fell over really badly and hit his head on the curb. Anyway at the end of the day this guy who beat him up asked sarcasticly if I liked his stitches, it was then I got what had really happened, it was a huge ask for me to just turn round and walk away."