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Jared Kleinman didn’t like waiting rooms, honestly who really does. Waiting rooms always have those annoying lights that buzz slightly, there’s always someone crying for some reason. Not only that but waiting rooms stood for something terrible. The waiting was never for something good, maybe you were waiting for a birth or something but still there was a chance something would go wrong. Things were even worse when sitting in a mental hospital’s waiting room.
Jared shifted uncomfortably. The secretary had told Jared that he would be able to go in and see Evan in the visiting room in fifteen minutes, of course that had been about an hour ago. But Jared wasn’t going to leave, Evan was Jared’s only friend and he needed Jared. It’s not like anyone else would visit Evan. Sure Heidi would try but she was so busy, she had to work overtime to keep Evan here for how long he needed to stay.
She was only going to be able to afford the recommended 72 hours but Jared’s mothers had pitched in and Evan was able to stay the full seven days that the doctor had recommended. Jared had overheard his mothers talking with Heidi and it sounded like the Murphy’s were pitching in as well, something about Evan being Connor’s first friend.
Oh yeah, Connor Fucking Murphy. Evan’s fucking soulmate that didn’t give a shit about Evan. That dick hadn’t even reached out to Evan, at least not that Jared knew. Connor didn’t and never would deserve Evan.
Jared was pulled out of his seething pit of hatred for Connor Murphy by the nurse calling his name. She was a soft looking woman. Her eyes were warm, her face had smile lines, and she was over all inviting. Jared walked towards her and internally cringed at the fact that she was taller than him. Though he constantly joked about it, his height was really a sore point.
The woman smiled at him and stepped aside to let him walk into the small room. There were loveseats on both sides of the manilla colored room(why on earth anyone would want to paint a room the color of dang folders was beyond Jared). Evan sat on the loveseat opposite Jared, he had his legs pulled up to his chest and his eyes shifted, he looked horrible and he’s only been there two days.
Jared didn’t want to remember Evan’s expression yesterday morning when Heidi and him had left him at the hospital. Evan had looked so betrayed and alone as the nurse had lead him away. Jared had wanted nothing more than to rush forward and pull Evan away, he wanted to be the one to help Evan, but he wasn’t enough. Evan needed professionals, fucking love wasn’t going to fix him.
When Evan caught sight of Jared he smiled slightly then looked away. Jared stepped forward slightly and Evan flinched so Jared stepped back and took a seat opposite of Evan.
“Hey buddy…” Jared started awkwardly. Evan didn’t even acknowledge the fact that Jared had spoken, Jared took this as an invatation to continue, “How have things been going?”
Silence.
“Do you like it here?”
Silence.
“Has it helped any?”
Silence.
“Do you think you’re getting better?”
That was how the rest of the visit went. Evan didn’t say a word until the very end.
“I want to go back to my room?”
So Jared left and Evan looked just as sad as the first time. Jared wondered if he was going to come back, if he could handle this every time, leaving Evan, watching Evan suffer to get better. But then he laughed to himself, rather bitterly, he couldn’t not see Evan, but maybe he’d have to wait till Friday.