Unexpected.

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Allowing Oliver to vent, Sean patiently listened to all of his concerns and issues with the current situation. He followed behind a few paces and crossed his arm over his chest, merely sighing. It was clear to him why Oliver's mother had transcended down that past based upon the previous reports. Oliver's father beat his mother on a daily basis and offered no sense of remorse for doing so. The drugs were the only way for his mother to relax and take away the pain that he had caused. "Oliver, I understand that you're upset, but that was the only way that your mother learned to cope with what was happening. I'm not saying that it's an excuse, but she's survived," He stated once Oliver's temper started to simmer. Sean reached into his pocket to call over the car, ordering the driver to go to the motel. They both needed some rest after everything.

Entering inside of the motel room, his eyes slid over to Oliver on the bed. Unfortunately, it was the only one inside of the room since the motel was out of doubles for the night. They only had one room left, and it was a queen sized single bed. It seemed that they would just have to make do. Once the door closed behind him, Sean sat down on the bed and offered his services, "I can get her the help that she needs. The only thing is, is that you need to convince her that she needs helps. There's no sense in trying to help an addict that doesn't want it." That would be the difficult part. His mother clearly did not want to face the fact that she had an addiction and was quite sensitive to the matter when confronted on the matter.

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Oliver just nodded as Sean spoke, trying to process everything that was going on. It had been a long day and he just really wanted to forget everything. But, that wasn't possible. As they got to the motel room Oliver's eyes flickered over to the dingy room. Of course there was only one bed, he thought with a small scrunch of his nose at the idea of sharing with him, a nervous feeling erupting in his stomach. He swallowed his nerves down, sitting down on the other side of the bed with his hands in his lap, glancing over at Sean. "I don't know what to do," he said honestly, shaking his head. "I really don't. She can't keep doing this or she's going to.. go, like he did." He muttered, running a hand through his hair.

He couldn't just sit there and watch his mom go down the same path his father had, it would kill her. Or the drug dealers she was buying from would, because there was no way in hell they wouldn't just let her keep giving them IOU's. "Can you have, like, people watch over her? Make sure she doesn't get hurt? At least if she doesn't go seek help." He had to try, he just had to.

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Sean would easily agree that Oliver's mother would be dead within a couple of months from either a drug overdose or from being murdered with the way she was consuming. "I know," He merely stated, glancing over at Oliver. Sean knew that his father would be there to console Oliver and attempt to do anything he could to help, so that is what he would do. "Yes, I could have people on her twenty-four seven, if that makes your mind at ease. My advice would be to try to convince her to go to rehab though. That's her best shot to make it through," Sean suggested, placing a hand onto Oliver's shoulder.

With a small sigh, he pulled himself off of the bed to move over to the luggage. Sean needed to get out of the suit he was currently wearing. The tie was beginning to suffocate him while the sound of the light clack of his shoes was bothering him. "I'm going to change," He mumbled, disappearing into the bathroom with a pile of clothes. Once he reappeared, he was dressed in a pair of sweatpants but nothing else. Sean covered a yawn as he tossed his suit over to the side of the suitcase, figuring that he would put it away in the morning. "Did you need anything else, Oliver?" Sean asked as he settled onto the bed beside him.

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[ oops sorry! Been super busy with working and trying to go back to school. ]

Oliver just nodded his head, completely agreeing with Sean. "I know, and I'm going to try my hardest mom gets the help she needs. She saw what happened when my father was on drugs, I don't know why she would continue." And he didn't understand it, and maybe he never would. He almost wondered what would have happened if he had stuck it out and stayed at home, maybe he could have helped her through it instead of walking away. But what was he supposed to do? Continue to let his dad beat the shit out of him every night? Oliver had been a stupid fourteen year old boy, he just wanted to get the fuck out. Oliver's eyes flickered over to Sean as he sat down on the bed beside him, his cheeks turning a shade of pink. "Um, no I think I'm alright." He muttered, clearly flustered. He should be used to this by now, all of the male's back at the house wore nothing but their boxers and it didn't faze him any.

But for some reason this was just.. different, but he shrugged it off as it just being foreign. He had only ever seen Sean looking decent in a suit and tie, or a nice dress shirt and khaki pants. Maybe that was it.

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[No, it's fine! I completely understand. I just wanted to bump up the forum as a reminder. ]

Sean's bet was probably that his mother could not cope with the pressure and abuse of being around his father, resorting to the drug usage as a coping mechanism. It was also plausible that Oliver's father coerced his mother into the drug use as well. Whatever the reason was, Oliver would have to get to the bottom of it and fix it. "You'll figure it out, Oliver. You just have to talk to your mother," He advised, turning over onto his side to face away from Oliver. The motel's springy mattress was less than ideal and a complete change from Sean's feather-filled mattress back at home. Sean frowned slightly every time it creaked underneath his weight, not wanting to know when the last time the sheets had been cleaned. "Good night," He stated, letting his eyes flutter closed to get some rest or whatever rest he could have. Considering what he saw today, both of them had a long day ahead of them.

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