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Ian 6

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"Why am I picking you up early??? And why do you look pissed," Colt finally grumbles after picking me up from the appointment I ran from. 

  Well wheeled away from.

"My therapist had the brilliant idea that I should be placed on medication," I snap, and he gives me a stern look. 

  "And you feel like you don't need medication," Colt asks, and my rage explodes. 

  I yell out and punch my immobile leg with as much strength as I can. Colt's face becomes a mask of shock before he pulls over his new dad-mobile. 

  "WHAT THE HELL IAN? YOU JUST HIT YOURSELF," Colt shouts, and I almost smile but my anger won't let me. 

  Finally, someone isn't babying me. Finally, someone is yelling back and treating me like I'm not made of glass. 

   "YOU AGREE WITH HER; YOU THINK I NEED MEDICATION? YOU THINK I CAN'T MAN UP AND OWN MY MISTAKES? I'M NOT JUST YOUR BABY BROTHER ANYM

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