His breath is shaky and his hands are clammy. He shakily grips his hair as he rocks himself back and forth. You walk into the mess of his room. Blankets are thrown about and the mattress is flipped over. You have to step over clothes, pillows and shoes to get to him. You stay a few feet away and slowly sit down on your legs.

"Toby" you call out softly as you smile at him. You had seen this so many times. You learned from your mistakes, keeping a distance before he allowed you to move closer and then he would allow you to touch him. "Toby can you hear me?"

"Yea" he managed to choke out as he slightly lowered his hand. His hands gripped at his shirt as he looked at you from the corner of his eye.

"Toby. May I touch you?" You say as you inch forward, he flinches and you stop and wait for him to answer. He nods and you flash a smile again at him. "You're doing great Toby. I'm so proud of you. I'm going to touch your arm now okay?" You crawl closer to him before you gently place your hand on his arm. You stay like that and within seconds he's launched himself into your arms. He's grasping at the back of your shirt while he nuzzles his head into your neck. He's shaking and you swear you can feel his tears drop onto your exposed neck. "Do you want to talk about it?" You whisper as you gently stroke his hair, patting down some of his matted hair. He shakes his head and holds onto you even harder, pulling you closer.

"Just let me stay here, please." He weakly pleads and you wrap your arm around him before kissing the crown of his head.

"Don't worry. I'm not going anywhere" you said as you nuzzle into him. You sit there in the darkness just rubbing his back and stroking his hair as his breaths go from gasping for breath to breathing steadily. Before you know it he's asleep and you find yourself slowly falling asleep as well.

It's a good night.