Jordan felt himself descend until he was set on the car seat. Sara’s legs created a valley that rose to a sickening height above him. Beyond that, looking up at Sara from this vantage point made Jordan feel his size more than in other moments. When he was on her shoulder, he was up high enough to feel equal to a degree, but down here, he felt a stark power difference.
As the car rumbled to life, he watched her sync her phone to the car and start her Spotify playlist before backing out of the driveway. The downside to sitting with Sara was that Jordan had very little to look at besides the checkered pattern of her pants other than peeking over the edge of the seat to look at the floor. Not having anything else to do, Jordan laid down on the seat, propped his feet against Sara, and relaxed.
They drove for what felt like a while, but without any way to know how much time had passed, it was difficult to really know how far they had gone. He only knew that Sara had played 16 songs to get here.
As she put the car in park, she put her keys in her backpack before lowering her hand for Jordan. As they got out, he immediately noticed the building didn’t look like any clinic or hospital he had ever seen.
“So this is your doctor’s office? It looks like an office building.” Jordan said as he went from Sara’s hand to her shoulder.
“No, we are going there next. This is where I see my therapist.” Sara said with a long pause. “It’s not something I really like to talk about, but I guess if I can’t tell you, who can I tell, right? I mean, you’re my little man and all. I suffer from depression. Those pills you’ve probably seen me take are my antidepressants.” Sara said as she closed the car door.
“I’m not here to judge. There is no shame in getting help. If it wasn’t so hot, I would offer to wait in the car. However, I’m sure they have a waiting room or something for people like me.” Jordan said, trying to be helpful.
“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. You can just come with me. I mean, you’re kind of involved with this now.” Sara said as she leaned against the car.
“What do you mean involved?” Jordan said, somewhat confused.
“Well, I mean, you never wondered why my parents were so willing to pay so much money to keep you safe?”
“Well yeah, you said I was like a birthday gift or something like that. Seems like a spendy gift from where I’m from.” Jordan said, thinking about it briefly before pushing the thoughts out of his head.
“Well yeah, my therapist thought it would be a good idea for me to get an emotional support animal. I was pretty against it when she brought it up a couple of years ago, as I didn’t want to carry around some stupid animal, you know? So I kept finding ways to delay it by being picky. So I finally said I wanted an underbred. You guys are really expensive and I knew they’d never go for it. So I was shocked when they agreed. I really did want one but I also really want a horse and after asking for the past 10 years I still don’t have a horse.” Sara said.
“Wait a minute. So I’m your emotional support animal?”
“Well, you’re not just my emotional support underbed. You’re also my pet, friend, and cute little man. I just want you to know, while I did take advantage of the situation. I really did try to get you help and to return you to normal. It’s just when that wasn’t possible, I kind of saw an opportunity and went with it. You were my hot neighbor that the girls always drooled over. Even my ex Caitlyn, who hates practically every guy, was like yeah, you’re hot. So when they said to bring you in to send you to one of the facilities, I just kinda claimed you. It was one of those it’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission situations. Mom and Dad had said I could get one, and when I knew you were going to be stuck like this. I wanted you as you were always nice to me. Even though I was like nothing to you, and I doubt you even remember any interaction with me. Sorry, I’m rambling, and we should go in. I just didn’t want you blindsided by this all in there.” Sara said as she started heading towards the building with Jordan gripped firmly in her hand.
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