"What are you so afraid of?!" I heard a crack in his voice. He was hurting, but I couldn't start arguing with Autumn in the room.
"Nate, we need to talk about this later," I mumbled, my eyes still on the floor. I was too scared too look at him. I didn't want him to see the tears I was holding back. This was killing me but I had to let him keep asking questions until I was sure the psychiatrist was right.
Enjoy the third part to Help... This is the last part, so I won't have you asking questions anymore. I want you all to know that I love you no matter what happens in this one. After this, I will most likely be making a NatePat one-shot. I don't want to keep interrupting the story to tell you all this so I figure now would be perfect. Enjoy!