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A/N: This chapter will be triggering. Mentions of rape and anxiety will be in here.

The hospital for some reason calmed Avi down. He stopped the car, going to the back. Mitch flinched, crying heavily.

"Please don't touch me," Mitch begged. Avi felt his heart break and a tear ran down his cheek. "Please, Evan. Stop."

Avi widened his eyes a bit. Maybe Mitch still thinks he with Evan. Avi sighed deeply, getting in the back himself. He touched Mitch's arm gently, making the tenor flinch. He kissed his forehead gently, causing Mitch to push him.

"Get off of me," Mitch commanded, feeling the tears run down his cheeks. Avi wiped them, singing quietly. In a few minutes, Mitch calmed down a bit. He then looked up at Avi, his brown eyes full of tears. "Avi? Is that you?"

"Yeah, baby. It's me. He won't hurt you anymore," Avi promised, hearing Mitch break down in tears. "We're at the hospital. We need to get you better."

"Avi, no. They'll touch me,"'Mitch whispered, letting another wave of tears run down his cheeks. "Avi?"

"Yes, Mitch?"

"Never mind. I'll ask you later."

"Okay. Let's go, okay? I'll make sure they won't hurt you."

And that is a promise Avi refuses to break.

~~~

After hours of endless tests that made Mitch freak out and hug Avi tightly, the tenor is finally asleep in a hospital bed. Avi ran his fingers though the silky soft hair. He smiled at the peacefulness his boyfriend withheld. The door then opened slightly, showing a doctor.

"The rape test results came back," the doctor whispered. Avi nodded, gripping Mitch's hand tighter. "They came back as positive. It looks like he got sexually assaulted multiple times. Maybe around twenty. He has no sexually transmitted diseases; however, has he suffered from anxiety from the past?"

"Yeah. He still does," Avi replied, looking back at his sleeping boyfriend. "What's the matter?"

"It looks like his anxiety worsened," the doctor confirmed. Avi looked down at his lap, his heart breaking for his boyfriend. "I'll give him a prescription. The medicine will help, but it will cause him to become tired. He will also get sick easier and he will have a very little appetite. I'm so sorry."

Avi bit his lip. Mitch does not deserve this. He never hurt anyone. Evan hurt him in every way possible and that's not fair. Avi sighed and nodded his head.

"Thank you, ma'am."

~~~

Scott ran into the room, sighing in relief when he saw Mitch sitting up. Avi smiled at the tall blond and stood up to get a chair for Scott. Scott nodded his thanks and sat down, looking at Mitch lovingly.

"I'm so sorry, Mitch," Scott replied, causing Mitch to tilt his head. The baritone has tears welling up in his eyes. "If I didn't post that picture, then Evan wouldn't have hurt you. I'm so sorry."

"I'm not angry at you. If anything, I'm happy. I have the must amazing boyfriend ever," Mitch replied, taking Avi's hand in his own. He then used the other one to wipe away Scott's tears. "Thank you. Without you, we wouldn't be together and I wouldn't be happy. Just thank you."

Scott smiled and extended his arms as if he was asking for a hug. Mitch nodded and the two friends hugged each other. They forgot the last time they hugged each other so it was without a doubt one of their best moments. Avi smiled, hoping and praying that Mitch will be fully content.

~~~

"Oh, Mitch," the doctor called. Mitch turned around and tilted his head when a piece of paper got handed to him. "You have a prescription for anxiety. You will have to get it right away."

"I already have anxiety medication," Mitch replied, raising an eyebrow. He looked at Scott and Avi, confused. "I've had it since I was a freshman in high school."

"This one is a higher dosage. It will help more but has more side effects. The pills will be effective in a week. You will have to take them four times per day. One before breakfast, one after breakfast, one before lunch, one after dinner, and one before you fall asleep. Drinking is strictly forbidden. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Mitch looked terrified and Avi wants nothing more than to hug him. There is without a doubt flashbacks going on in Mitch's mind about being diagnosed with anxiety. Imagine a little freshman in high school getting ready for the next chapter of their life and they get diagnosed with anxiety. Avi shook his head, his heart aching for his boyfriend. Mitch took a shuddery breath, nodding at what the doctor informed him of.

"Thank you. I'll get them right after I go home."

~~~

The car ride was quiet. Nobody spoke and music wasn't playing. Scott drove slowly and frowned when he noticed a tear run down Mitch's cheek. Avi held Mitch's hand tightly, as if telling him everything will okay.

Mitch knew that. It's just hard knowing that when you went through such a hard time that you will never know if anything will be okay.

~~~

"Mitchy, are you ready for bed?" Avi asked softly, watching Mitch go under the covers. The younger man nodded slowly. "I have your medicine."

Mitch nodded as Avi gave him a small pill and water bottle. Mitch put it in his mouth and swallowed quickly. He then widened his eyes and got out of bed quickly, running to ths bathroom. All Avi could hear is Mitch throwing up. Scott came in quickly, a worrisome look on his face.

"Is he okay?" Scott asked, walking into the bathroom. "Oh, Mitchy."

Avi then walked in and noticed Mitch over the toilet, breathing heavily. The tenor stood up, legs wobbly. Scott asked for a hug and Mitch nodded, practically falling in his friend's arm. Avi frowned and watched Scott take Mitch to bed, wanting Mitch to be okay.

~~~

"Do you know why he got sick?" Scott asked, looking at Mitch. Avi shrugged his shoulders as he brushed the hair back. "I hope he is."

"One of the symptoms is he'll get sick easier," Avi noted, looking up at Scott. The blond liked confused. "What's the matter?"

"The doctor said the pills won't be effective until next week," Scott pointed out. "I think you need you to get him checked."

"He'll be fine," Avi reassured, reassuring himself more than Scott. "I hope."

Avi hoped that the statement is true.

A/N: A lot is happening! Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I love you all.:)

-Maddie🐧🐧🐧

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