Counting Stars

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"It will be ok" I say to zach calmly, he is currently shaking uncontrollably in my hold and partly crying.

If you haven't guessed what upset him so easily, it's the fact that his monthly check up is today, they do it every four weeks.

I have no clue why zach gets so worked up over these things, maybe it's the fact that there police officers and they know so much about him, or maybe it's the fact that they can pretty much do anything to him and accuse him of things, I really have no fucking idea.

All I know is that red head cop is a douche, I remember when zach and I got back from the park and he purposely tired to piss zach off, he obviously has it in for him or something.

I'm still a little shaken up from earlier, when Roy started storming towards me, turns out all he wanted to do was push somebody, he almost pushed me, zach stuck up for me, they growled and threatened each other until Roy had to be pulled out of the room, followed by zach.

I don't understand how he went from yelling and hitting to crying and shaking, I guess it depends on the sitatuon.

"Zach there not going to do anything to you" I say quietly, trying to reassure him everything will be ok.

Zach quickly stops crying, gets up, and goes into his closet, whilst muttering a "ill be back"

Whatever the hell he is doing I pray to god it's not cutting. he wouldn't try that why I'm in here right? Well maybe, but I hope not.

Soon enough he exits the closet/bathroom and looks presentable. he has fixed his black mess from this morning and combed it down so how it usually looks, hanging over one of his eyes slanted, the back that ends about his neck is perfectly placed.

He changed from sweatpants and a simple long sleeve top to a sweat hood and simple gray skinny jeans, with his usual worn black converse.

Zach would be considered having that emo/scene style, it's a style not the type of person. Honestly I agree, iv never been interested in that style of boys, but zach sure as hell changed that.

Zach huffs and falls onto the couch next to me, sinking into it and crossing his arms over his chest, partly pouting.

"Zach, it will take 30 minutes" I try to say, hoping it will help the slightest with this attitude.

"Are you coming?" He asks, turning to face me with a hole new subject.

"If you want me to" I shrug, I would come either way, but going in with him is a different story.

"I don't want you to savanna, I need you too" he says, brown eyes wide with slight panic.

"Ok I'll be there" I say, sending him a reassuring smile and squeezing his hand supportively.

Just then there is a knock at the door.

Zach jumps slightly, figure stiffening. wow someone's jumpy today, well isn't he always a bit on edge.

I sigh, sending him one last small smile before getting up to answer the door. zach watches me intently with blazing brown eyes as I do so.

"Are you coming, the police are here for zachs monthly visit" Ron says, looking slightly on edge.

"Ya I'm coming" I almost scoff, has he not seen how close zach and I are getting, why would I ever leave him to do something he might need my help with.

Ron nods.

"Zach" I say, ushering for him to follow me.

He hesitantly gets up from the couch with a shaky sigh. I can visibly see him shaking, god why do they have to do this shit, it's not like he murrdered someone or Something.

Zach immideanly takes my hand and glares at my nervous looking uncle, for reasons I am unaware of, but I really don't care at the moment, I just want this to be over asap.

It seems to take forever to reach my uncles office, like every-time we take a atep it adds 2, just slowly building up the nerve inside of me.

"Hello zach, savanna" the brown and red haired cop say, tipping there hats at us.

I don't even remember there fucking names, so I'm calling the red head ginger and the brown haired browny.

Or we could go sir douche and sir douche 2, either one works really.

"Take a seat" ginger says, gesturing towards the 2 chairs that are set up across from them, this looks like a fucking questioning.

I notice zachs shaking has increased, due to the way he is picking at his finger nails, and the fact that his hand is trembling in mine.

"So zach" ginger starts, almost mockingly as he taps his fingers against and his knees.

"How have you been feeling latley"

"What's it to you" zach growls, clenching his fist, the hand that's not holding mine at the moment.

Browny sighs, clearly irritated by zachs answer. well I'm sure Zach's irritated by there questions.

The checkup goes on, questions are asked, zach asnwerd them rudely, either grunting or rolling his eyes.

Some of the questions clearly hit a weak spot and zach grips my hand at times, which I shoot a glare at the cops for.

"Well till next month" ginger says, patting zach on the shoulder and turning to my uncle.

Zach flinches and coldly glares at the back of the red heads head.

God the guy knows what zachs been through why do they just try to irrated him more, like that will help or something.

"Let's go" I mutter, eyeing the idiot cops and dragging zach away from the area.

Once we enter his room his shoulders slump and he sighs, falling into the couch and letting out a groan.

"I hate them so much" he says

"The feelings mutal" I mutter, taking a seat next to him and huffing out a sigh of relief.

Zach looks over at me and takes my hand, tracing circles on top.

"Thanks for being there" he says, looking up at me with those hooded brown eyes I have grown use to.

"No problem, I would have came anyway" I say smiling.

Zach cracks a smile and continues, "not just today, I mean everyday, no matter what I do to you you still don't leave me, you still stay" he says quietly, looking down at his lap, seeming a million miles away.

"Zach" I say, moving my hand to caress his cheek lightly.

He supprisngly doesn't flinch away but instead leans into my touch, flooding my body with warmness.

"I'll always be here for you" I say quietly, trying to meet his wary gaze, I know he has trust issues, but I can't help but wish he would just let me fully in.

Zach nods, pulling me in for a hug.

He huggs me tightly to his chest and I close my eyes, just taking in the moment.

With everything zach has been through he still manages to stay strong, I don't no how he does it, I would probably be a wreck, well he some what is, zach is emotionally broken, between the trust issues to the random breaking down at times he's hurt, and he will never fully recover from what he's been trough, but no matter what I will be here for him.

He let me in. he told me things about his past he has never told anyone else, I would he crazy to leave him. it may be hard at times, maintaining this relationship, but at the end of the day it's worth it.

No matter how broken, how tramituzed, how hurt, zach is.

He's perfect.

And I will always be here for him no matter what

That's a promise.