#asking advice

My mom has sleep apnea. I also have sleep apnea and use a cpap machine. Her sleep apnea makes mine look like a joke. My mom also has holes in her brain due, in part, to lack of oxygen in her brain. Her continuing to not breathe at night is BAD. She tried to do a sleep study and had a bad night so the study wasn’t completed. Instead of doing it again, the sleep study office shrugged and sent her on her way. To be clear: this is a documented thing that I have personally watched her suffer through. And they just said: welp. Good luck. So no cpap machine for her through them.

So here is the problem: She doesn’t want to take mine from me. Won’t even try it if I offer to just stay up all night. I’m thinking of just spending money I don’t have and just buying her one. Only it’s $1,044 fuckin dollars. I’m uuh in so much debt already.

Annd I don’t think we’re surviving much longer as shit continues to hit the fan.

But I feel like… she deserves to have a better quality of life, even if it’s only for a few months. She hates how hard things are mentally. She’s struggling more and more. I know this won’t fix the already existing holes, but… it might slow things down and help fix a lot of other symptoms.

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Jon screamed into the phone and Damian immediately hung up. He sighed as he opened his window. As soon as he arrived, Jon just smiled.

"Did you just ask me for advice? " He teased his best friend.

Damian rolled his eyes.

'This was a mistake.'

"Go home." The young Wayne spoke, moving to close the window.

"No!" Jon exclaimed, "You just had like a giant milestone breakthrough!"

Damian stepped aside to let Jon in and closed the window.

"So.....do they go to our school?" Jon asked, still hovering.

"No." Damian answered, "I knew her from my time with Mother."

Damian eyed his friend as he froze in mid-air.

"Oh." Jon whispered, "Um-"

"She's not like..... me." The young Wayne admitted, "The last time you spoke of...crushes-"

"Awww!" Cooed the half-Kryptonian, "She's you first crush!"

Damian gazed down at his feet, "I told my mother."

Jon watched his best friend's face. He seemed to be struggling with words.

"She was gone the next day. I saw her today for the first time." Damian whispered, "After our talk....I thought ai had sentenced her to death."

Jon remained silent but sat next to him. As much as he wanted to say something, he could tell his best friend was still coming to terms over his childish misunderstanding. If anything, he was still processing his feeling. Admitting he liked her was a huge step.

"I was able to speak to her privately. She spoke of how Mother struck her until she woke up in the pits. Mother screamed at her to keep her distance from me, as she was soiling me with her presence." Damian sighed, "She was unsure if she had harmed me, in some way. Grandfather spared her from Mother's wrath and she was removed from the league."

"Wow." Jon spoke, taking in their story, " Uh, go Gramps?"

The ex-assassin nodded, "She believed she would never see me again. She believed Mother would show up unexpectedly and finish the job or send me to do it."

"Damian." Jon spoke, putting his hand on his shoulder, "This is my advice. Before you ask her out, get to know her. She served your family and things between you both are a lot different. She doesn't have to bend to your will. Talk about what you like; ask her what she likes. Can you bond over those things? Set up a friendship first. You might still like her."

"Mother-" Damian began.

"Isn't here. You are surrounded by your father and brothers. Me." Jon declared, "Besides, how do we know she even likes boys?"

"I see." The youngest Wayne spoke, "I did fail to think of that conclusion. "

"Get to know her, Bat Boy." Jon nudged him, "Oh, the natural-human talking way, not the cyber-stalking your family does."

"I will......take your advice, if you can do me one favor." Damian announced.

"Really? What is it?" Jon questioned.

"Look into Lila Rossi." The ex-assassin spoke, handing over a file, "No Bat Computer. Use your parents connections, but look i to her. She claimed to be in a relationship with me since I was a child. She was in the winning class that Father selected."

"On it!" Jon shouted, before throwing the window open and flying off.

It wasnt until he was home that he realized he forgot to ask the girl's name from his best friend and given the time, he was already on patrol.

'Awwww man!'

Damian never thought he would hold such regret. He couldn't get the image of little Marinette terrified of his mother, out of his mind. He knew what death felt like and she had to experience it because of him. All because he confused allergies with a crush. He had never regretted his words, more than those.

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It's finally doooooone! Been working on this one for weeks. Definitely did not intend for it to turn out this long, but here we are.