"Ask me something I don’t know

Help to make me whole

Give the one thing that I need

‘Cause I need to gain control"

Shane smiled weakly at Kian as he came into his room. Kian looked at him. He was starting to look worse again. He didn’t know how they treated Shane at the hospital, but he was starting to doubt that they treated him right. He didn’t want to interfere though.

"Going home for Christmas so Shane?" God, time was passing quickly.

Shane shrugged. "Mum wants me to."

"You don’t want to?"

"No." The answer was short and simple.

"I think it would do you good. Get out of here for a while."

"I don’t want to. I can’t live with their fussing Kian."

Kian nodded. A thought crossed his mind. "Want to come home with me for the holiday?"

Shane looked at him as if he was the one that was mentally ill. "But, you, I…."

Kian smiled. "Shane, seriously I’d rather spend Christmas with you than with my family not knowing if you were all right."

Shane looked slightly overwhelmed. "I would like to."

"I’ll ask the doctor Shane, have a talk with your mum and dad. I’m sure it’ll be fine. I wanted an excuse for getting out off the family gathering anyway, so you’ll do me a favour!"

Shane kept silent but nodded slightly.

"Anyway, you look exhausted, why don’t you get some sleep and I will have a chat to the doctor when I leave?" Shane looked hesitant.

"Come on, I will sit with you until you fall asleep."

Shane obediently lay down and it didn’t take long until he fell asleep while Kian stroke his hair.

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