forum I’m really craving something supernatural huh // OxO // CLOSED!

Started January 06, 2020 by @GoblinKing

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He closed his eyes, and was quiet for a minute. Finally, he whispered, "I'm scared, Danny." His breath caught for a moment. "W-what if I do this again? What if…what if I-I call him again and…"

Danny’s voice went soft. “Hey, hey- it’s alright to be scared. This is a scary situation to be in.” He took a small breath. “I don’t know what’ll happen, ‘n I can’t pretend I even got a clue. Just know you’ve got a support system in the works, okay? You aren’t alone.”

Alex kept his eyes closed, looking so small, curled up in his blankets. "A-and I can't…I can't pester m-my mom with this, she…she's got enough on her plate already, what with d-dad…she doesn't need to have to deal w-with my fuck-ups t-too…"

“If you don’t want to tell your mom, you don’t have to. You’re a grown man. But she’s your mom, Alex. The woman cares about you, I’m sure.” Danny tried to reassure him, head tilted and posture leaning forward.

"W-well yeah, but…" he trailed off, shaking his head quickly. "I…sh-she has so much t-to deal with already, a-and if I tell her she…she'd be so disappointed, Danny…"

“Well, duh. No parent is exactly excited to hear their kid’s relapsed. Hell, I’m disappointed, but there’s a difference between that ‘n being angry.”

He closed his eyes tightly, a soft sound escaping his mouth. "I know…" he whispered.

Danny was putting less of a filter on his words now, though he didn’t realize it. “But you ain’t gonna be able to hide it forever. Moms find that kinda shit out.”

He drew tighter into his blankets, a silent little tear streaking down his cheek. "I know."

“It’s just your responsibility to figure out if you want to tell her now or wait until she gets wind.” Danny shrugged, gnawing at his nail. “You know?”

He nodded a little bit, wiping his face quietly. "I know." he whispered for the third time.

Danny picked at a scab on his knuckle. “But you don’t have to tell her right this instant. You can wait a little, if you gotta. It’s like I said, man, you got a little support group goin’.”

He took a deep breath, shaking his head slightly. "I just…she has so much t-to deal with…with my dad…"

“Man, I get it. It’s okay, okay? You just gotta accept that what’s gonna happen is gonna happen.” Danny pointed at Alex. “But you gotta recognize when you need help from someone other than an idiot, okay? I’m not the advice man.”

Alex shrugged a little bit. "I–" he broke off. He didn't know what to say. "I don't really have…anyone else? I didn't keep in contact with anyone from high school, and I've been gone for so long…"

“You have insurance?” Danny picked at his cuticles. “Not all of ‘em cover mental shit, I know, but if you do, maybe you can find a therapist or somethin’?” He shrugged, clearly out of his element in this conversation. “I dunno.”

"My parents insurance doesn't cover me anymore. I'm too old. And…I can't really find…any that I can afford that will take me. Most places won't touch people with a curse."

“Yeah, that’s what I was afraid of. Damn.” He groaned, trying to come up with other options. “I don’t know any other plans, man, sorry.”

"Yeah." he replied softly. "It's…it's fine. It's not your fault."

“Yeah, I know.” Danny shrugged. “Ah, fuck it. Um- as bad at advice-givin’ I am, I’m a damn good listener. You need to talk, just hit me up, it’s no problem.”

Alex nodded a little bit. "Alright." he almost wanted to ask for a hug, just to be held by someone who wasn't Keats.

Danny thought for a second. “Can I hug you? Sorry if it’s kinda weird, I’m just a real affectionate friend, I learned.”

He blinked in surprise, then nodded. "Okay." he said softly, swallowing.

So he did. Danny was good at hugs, in all honestly. It only lasted a few moments, Danny quickly pulling away. “Thanks, thanks.”

He closed his eyes for a moment, and nodded a little bit. "N-no, uhm…thank you." he replied softly.