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“I’m worried, Seth,” I start, hoping I’m helping him in some way. Maybe he needs to know that someone cares. “You haven’t been the same since New York.” I pause, furrowing my brow. “No, that’s wrong. You haven’t been the same since Paris.”
Seth doesn’t say anything, but I watch him nod.
“I have no clue what’s going on, but I’m worried about you. We’re all worried about you.”
“Maybe you all should stop being so worried,” Seth says, his voice so soft. “I’m fine.”
“No, you’re not. You are far from fine.”
Seth shakes his head and my frown deepens. I feel like I’m losing him. I feel like he doesn’t care, or he doesn’t want me to care.
“You can always talk to me, you know,” I say, forcing a smile and nudging him with my shoulder.
Seth chuckles bitterly. “No, I can’t. It’s too embarrassing.”
“Then why don’t you talk to a professional.”
Seth laughs and shakes his head.
“No, seriously. You can talk to my therapist. Dr. Forrester. She’s really good. Maybe it will help to just tell someone about how you feel.”
“There’s nothing wrong with me,” Seth says, pushing himself away from the bed. I watch him pace back and forth. His hands run through his hair. He’s agitated about something, probably me. I refuse to let this slide.
“I know there’s nothing wrong with you. You’re just going through some things.” I jump up. “Just wait here.”
Seth scoffs, rolling his eyes as I rush past him. “Like I’m really going anywhere,” I hear him mutter as I rush inside my room.
I know I still have it. I just don’t know if it’s still where I usually keep it. I search my jean pockets until I find my wallet. I jerk it open, flipping through the cards and receipts until I find Dr. Forrester’s business card. I know this might not work, but at least I can say that I tried. Seth tossed out all the pamphlets and cards the hospital gave him, but maybe he will listen to me, his friend.
I rush back inside Seth’s room and hold out the card, grabbing his hand and shoving it against his palm. “Promise me you will go once.”
Seth sighs, and I hear the frustration in his tone. “Hunter—”
“Just once,” I say. “That’s all. If you go once, I will let it go.”
Seth tilts his head, giving me an irritated look. “If I go you once, you will leave me alone about it for the rest of the semester?”
I nod. “For the rest of my life.”
Seth chuckles, his gaze dropping to the card in my hands. He doesn’t say anything as he steps back toward his bed, but I watch him slowly nod. I decide that’s a win for now. Hopefully, he will meet with her, but I will just have to wait and see if he listens to my words.
