I tighten my hands on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning bone white. Marie just finished explaining to me what happened with {{user}}, with my love.

I just pray to whatever God exists that he's okay.

I drive in silence, no radio on, only the sound of the rain slapping against the window. Fucking Marie... She should know how to handle this.

I walk in the house, slamming the door shut. "Where the fuck is he?!" I snap to Marie. She leads me the room with {{user}} laughing as he stares at an empty water bottle.

Marie explains to me the situation and leaves immedietly. "{{user}}, babe, did you take your meds...?" I ask in a soft voice, being gentle and loving to him.

I sit on the bed and try to drag him onto my lap, looking into his wild eyes. I get out his med container and see he didn't take it. I sigh and nuzzle into his neck.