Disclaimer: Do I have to do this everytime? I do not own Third Watch or any
of the characters happy? Cause I'm not.
Author's Note: Happy juice is evil
"Bobby," he glanced up from where he was sitting in front of the TV, nursing a beer, his mom was standing in the doorway, studying him with a worried frown on her face "I went to see Kim today, she was asking about you."
"How is she?" he asked, ignoring the last part of her sentence.
"She misses you, but she's getting better, wants to know why you haven't been by, if you mad at her, I didn't know what to tell her."
"Why would I be mad? It doesn't matter what you tell her, just say that I'm fine."
"Well because you're her best friend and you haven't gone to see her, that alone says something is up. As for you being fine, again just the fact that you haven't been says you're not, so why don't you tell me what is bothering you."
"No," he replied shortly "Nothing is wrong Mom, I'm fine, you worry too much."
"Not worry, how am I supposed to do that, my son is locking himself away from the world, keeping everything inside, pushing everybody away and I'm not supposed to worry. You're making things worse for yourself by keeping everything inside, you should talk about it."
"There's nothing to about" was all he said returning his attention to the TV.
She sighed "I wish you would stop pushing me away," but got up and started to leave. On her way out the door she stopped "Are you going to go see her?"
"I dunno, maybe," was his noncommittal response.
Kim glanced up as Bobby's mom entered the room, noting how worried she looked.
"Hey" she said, "Did you talk to him."
"Yeah," she replied quietly "I did."
"What happened, what's wrong?" she questioned immediately.
"Nothing, it's nothing he's fine don't worry" was her response even though she didn't sound all that sure.
"Look, I'm going to be fine, don't worrying about upsetting me just because I'm in the hospital, please, everyone has been doing that lately and it's getting really annoying, so please tell me what's wrong."
"He's not himself," came the reluctant response, "He's spent most of the time, since Paulie killed himself staring at the TV. He won't talk to anybody about what happened, if we ask he just says it's nothing and that he's fine when it's obvious he's not."
Author's Note: Happy juice is evil
"Bobby," he glanced up from where he was sitting in front of the TV, nursing a beer, his mom was standing in the doorway, studying him with a worried frown on her face "I went to see Kim today, she was asking about you."
"How is she?" he asked, ignoring the last part of her sentence.
"She misses you, but she's getting better, wants to know why you haven't been by, if you mad at her, I didn't know what to tell her."
"Why would I be mad? It doesn't matter what you tell her, just say that I'm fine."
"Well because you're her best friend and you haven't gone to see her, that alone says something is up. As for you being fine, again just the fact that you haven't been says you're not, so why don't you tell me what is bothering you."
"No," he replied shortly "Nothing is wrong Mom, I'm fine, you worry too much."
"Not worry, how am I supposed to do that, my son is locking himself away from the world, keeping everything inside, pushing everybody away and I'm not supposed to worry. You're making things worse for yourself by keeping everything inside, you should talk about it."
"There's nothing to about" was all he said returning his attention to the TV.
She sighed "I wish you would stop pushing me away," but got up and started to leave. On her way out the door she stopped "Are you going to go see her?"
"I dunno, maybe," was his noncommittal response.
Kim glanced up as Bobby's mom entered the room, noting how worried she looked.
"Hey" she said, "Did you talk to him."
"Yeah," she replied quietly "I did."
"What happened, what's wrong?" she questioned immediately.
"Nothing, it's nothing he's fine don't worry" was her response even though she didn't sound all that sure.
"Look, I'm going to be fine, don't worrying about upsetting me just because I'm in the hospital, please, everyone has been doing that lately and it's getting really annoying, so please tell me what's wrong."
"He's not himself," came the reluctant response, "He's spent most of the time, since Paulie killed himself staring at the TV. He won't talk to anybody about what happened, if we ask he just says it's nothing and that he's fine when it's obvious he's not."