The Hardest Part of This Is Leaving You

We walked out of the bathroom Mikey thrusting the inhaler deep into his pocket. He flopped onto my couch still clutching that damn coffee which was probably cold. I rubbed his arm attempting to calm him. I hoped and prayed I wasn't the reason for the attack because me touching him would make it worse that realization hit me like a ton of bricks as I yanked my hand away. Frank and Gerard abruptly stopped talking when Mikey and I walked back into the room.
" Hey, Gerard I think Mikey is ready to go home" I said lightly and Mikey beamed brightly behind me and said ' No I like it here' without stuttering at all. Gerard and Frank looked amazed and sat back down on my couch eating my food ans watching my tv.
" Why don't we get you more coffee Mikes"he nodded fervently and I brought him back to the Kitchen pouring him more coffee.
"T...Thank you" he stuttered again. I wondered how old he was and again about the stutter. So I decided to ask.
"Seventeen" he responded happily. I cocked an eyebrow at him. Why hadn't I seen him around.
"I'm a Senior" he said which still didn't explain why I hadn't seen him before. "I haven't started school yet this year. .. I uhh... I had to miss.. i...it th..they said I could make up what I missed while I was... Uh... In the...the W...W..Ward" he was shaking and stuttering again. Mental Ward of course we were watching House, Dr.House was in a Mental Ward, that was clearly what had caused the panic attack. But what put him there in the first place? I thought of all the horrible things and my eyes darted to his covered wrists. I felt sick. The word no kept floating around in my head. He was just so tfrail looking I couldn't help but feel horrible. I handed him the coffee ignoring the sinking feeling in my gut. I didn't know what put him in the ward but I didn't like the idea of him ending up there again.

Notes

*sighs* I'm so sorry guys I'm dramatic xD but yep there should be more tomorrow and I promise it won't be this sad