Unhinged (Necessary Evils, #1)

by Onley James

Then I called my dad and asked him what I should do about you.” “Do about me?” Noah echoed, wondering if that only sounded harsh because his brain was pickled. Adam sighed. “Not…about you. For you? I don’t know how to help you through this. I want to help you.” Noah’s eyes filled with tears at the sincerity in his voice. “What did he say?” Adam sneered. “A bunch of shit about recovered memories and you needing to process them with a trained therapist and that I wasn’t qualified to deal with what you’re going through.” Noah’s heart shriveled in his chest. “Oh.” Adam scoffed. “Yeah, oh. So, I hung up on him and called Calliope.” Noah swiped at the tears on his cheek, wondering how he had any left. “What did she say?” Adam pulled out his phone, reading from it like he’d made some kind of list. “She said to wrap you in a…blanket burrito? To buy your favorite things to eat. To hold you if you wanted it. To leave you alone if you didn’t. She said if you wanted to stay in bed all day and cry, I should let you, but that I shouldn’t leave you alone to deal with this. So, I stopped at the store and then came back as fast as I could.” Noah’s chest ached. Adam had called two people to find out what humans did when other humans were hurting. Was that romantic? What the fuck did Noah know? It felt sweet. “What’s in the bags?” Adam brightened up a bit. “I didn’t know what you liked, so”—he upended the bags in the center of the bed—“I got a little of everything.”