jace|

today i decided i should go see danny. she's been in rehab for a month now and from the reports i've been receiving, she's doing well. i don't want danny to not be apart of olly's life, just as a dad, smoking weed in front our of daughter is not responsible.

i walked inside the center, seeing margaret, the secretary sitting at her desk.

"hello, jace!" she greeted as i stepped up to the counter.

"here to see alyssa?" she asked.

"alyssa is back in rehab? and oh, no. i'm here to see daniella duran." i told her, looking around the room. it's changed a lot since alyssa was in rehab last year.

"daniella? you know her?" she responded, typing away on her computer.

"yes, she's the mother of my child." i sighed.

"do you have any idea of why she's in here? besides the weed smoking?" she asked.

"not that i know of, why?"

"i'm going to have you sit down with our specialist, maria. she is going to fill you in on everything before you see daniella." she stated, walking towards the back.

i didn't know there was anything else going on with danny. there may be more of an explanation as to why she was smoking so heavily.

margaret came back with someone i remembered all too well.

"jace! so nice to see you again, in better circumstances this time." she frowned.

"let's have a talk in my office." she lead me down the hallway to the final door on the right. "have a seat."

"danny is a tough case. she wouldn't open up to us right away." she started. "danny has an anxiety disorder, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and an eating disorder. she used smoking weed, and many other substances to form this distant reality where she wouldn't have to worry about things. it got worse because of the OCD and became a ritual. she has been doing really well, but is also struggling. i think seeing you will make her very happy today.

"i don't know if there were any times that you spent with danny where you had seen her have one of her panic attacks. she has many of them while she's here. a lot of them have to do with not being able to communicate with you, so she is panicking. the worst we've seen her was when she was seizing the other day. she is on medication.

"her OCD causes her to be very neat. which i do not know if you've seen, she is very clean. she is quite the germaphobe. the eating disorder is what concerns me most. we are working on our best to try and help her, but she's doing so well in the other portions, she doesn't need to stay much longer."

"what eating disorder does she have?"

"she is suffering from bulimia, which is why you never knew. she has been doing this for a very long time. she will eat in front of you, but have you noticed how she would excuse herself to the bathroom?"

then it clicked, danny would always leave right after she finished a meal. she never ordered desserts. i had no idea this was going on. i feel horrible.

"i think it's time you see her. she really misses you jace. i think we may release her today. she is doing wonderful. we have her on medication for her anxiety and her OCD. the only thing is her eating. it's very simple, we have been giving her smaller bites and not letting her use the restroom directly afterwards. we also have her telling herself positive messages she would say to someone else while looking in the mirror."

after a long talk, she took me to see danny. danny was sitting in her room, which looked like a normal room. she was watching gravity falls, her favorite show and eating chicken strips.

"jace!" she smiled, getting out of bed and hugging me.

"hey danny!" i smiled back, giving her a huge hug.

"did you know they were releasing me today?" she asked. "you'll never guess! i haven't thought about smoking weed in so long. i can look at myself in the mirror and not be disgusted. i've never felt so happy jace. i missed you. a lot."

"i missed you so much danny. i'm so glad you feel better. it hasn't been the same at home without you there." i told her.

"you're letting me move back in?" she replied.

"you're the love of my life danny. we've had hard times and we've gone through so much shit. i can't even begin to imagine loving someone who isn't you, though." i started to tear up. "i love you danny."

"i love you too, jace."

"let's go home."