Trigger warning: small mention of self harming.

Alex's POV:

I left Jack's and started the short walk to home. I had an idea about what my mum wanted to talk about bit it still worried me. It was just the way that she sort of skirted around the subject and was kind of vague about the whole subject. I walked up the short garden path and pushed open the door to my home, the smell of freshly baked break filling my nose.
"Mum, I'm home."
"Lounge, honey."
I walked into the lounge and sat down on the sofa, the atmosphere was awkward and I found myself bouncing my leg as mum and I sat there in silence.
"Alex...We need to talk about your, um, harming...I understand that it's hard to talk to complete strangers about this sort of thing but I seriously think that you need to go to therapy. I've booked you an appointment for tomorrow after school...and I don't want Jack there either."
I was...numb. It wasn't even like she even gave me a choice. Yes, she was right, it is hard to talk to strangers. Can't she see that Jack's making me happy?
"Mum, you know I don't like talking to people I don't know, especially about matters like this. And why can't Jack come? You know he makes me happ-"
"Yes, Alex, but this appointment is for you. Not for you and him. He doesn't need therapy, you do."
"Way to make me feel better, mum, fucking hell."
"Language, Alexander!"
"No, Mum, you can't control me and I won't let you. I'll go to therapy, but Jack is coming."
"Don't speak to me like that! Do you two think I'm stupid? I know you're more than friends...I don't particularly like it but I've accepted it. If I can do that, you can go to therapy without him attached to you."
She doesn't particularly like Jack and I together? Well that fucking stung.
"You know what, mum? Fuck you! If you can't be happy for me, then I'm done. I'm out."
I stood up and ran up the stairs. I slammed my door shut and locked it. I pulled out a duffel bag I had shoved under my bed and shoved anything and everything I could get my hands on into it. I looked around my room, random drawers were open with clothes strewn all over the floor. I grabbed my iPod and laptop and shoved them in my backpack. I grabbed a load of random things and packed my straighteners and hairspray into my bag. I unlocked the door and stormed down the stairs. I pulled my key out of my hi pocket and threw it at my mum's feet, who was standing in the lounge doorway with tears in her eyes.
"Don't do this, Alex...I can't lose you too."
"You won't lose me if you fucking accept who I love. But until then, I'm out of here."
I spun on my heal and threw open the door, slamming it shut as I heard my mum choke out a sob. I literally ran back to Jack's place. I stepped through the door, not even bothering to knock or anything and slid down to the floor. I just sobbed, hugging my knees into my chest. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me in a warm embrace.
"What's the matter, Lexxy?"
"She-she doesn't a-accept us. So-so I wal-walked out o-on her. A-and she wa-wanted me to g-go to therapy..."
"You can live here, you know that, Lex. I do think that you should at least give therapy a go though, I know you've been happier recently but I can only help you so much. We'll go together, okay? And if she can't accept us, screw her. You know my mum accepts us so, fuck it, you practically live here anyway."
"We go together or we don't go down at all."
Jack pulled into another hug and kissed my forehead. I immediately relaxed in his arms, all worries escaping my head for a while.
"I love you, Jay."
"I love you to, Lex. Come on, let's go and watch Adventure Time, yeah?"
I nodded and let him pull me up to my feet.
"Alex, sweetie, is everything okay? I heard crying."
"Um, not really, Joyce...Do you mind if we don't talk about it right now though?"
"That's fine, dear, you know where I am."
I nodded in thanks and smiled at her as Jack and I disappeared up the stairs.

Notes

Hi,
I'm so sorry it's short and shitty but there's drama.
I'm still ill and I've had a migraine for three days that I just cannot seem to shift.

Thanks for everything, as usual.
Em x