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I sat there as they sang, my ear pressed to Andrews chest feeling his deep voice vibrate through my head. The song cheered me up a little bit, enough that I stopped crying, but when it ended my mood plummeted again because of the questions.
“Why are you crying?” CC asked, obviously concerned. “Is it because of what people are saying?”
When I refused to answer Jinxx asked Andrew, “What’s going on? I have a feeling that we’re missing something.” I tensed slightly, unsure of what Andrew would tell them but to emersed in my depressive fit to actually speak up.
“I can’t say, it’s not my place.”
Jinxx nodded. “Ok guys, lets give them some space.” The mature man ushered everyone but me and Andrew back downstairs.
“Hey, do you need to take your medication?” Andrews tone was gentle but tinted by concern.
I sighed. “Those meds only work for anxiety attacks. I’m doing a little better though. Thanks.”
“Any time… You should tell them.” I snapped my head up to look at him. “Don’t worry, they won’t judge you, and if they do I’ll personally kick their asses.” I giggled a little at the joke, then Andrew continued, “Plus, eventually something like this is bound to happen again. You're part of the family now, you can trust them.”
I bit my lip, considering actually confiding in them. How could I, I just met them. But they’re Andrew’s friends… I nodded very slowly. Andrew helped me out of the bunk and down the stairs, where we found all the guys waiting on or around the sofa. Most of the staff were ignoring us and John was nowhere to be found, probably hiding in some nook.
I took a deep breath before saying, “I have asthenophobia.” I could hear Andrew smack his forehead behind me and all the guys looked at me like I had two heads. “The fear of weakness.”
I got a chorus of ‘oh’s. “Basically she has anxiety or depression attacks whenever she feels weak.” Andrew added.
There was an awkward moment of silence before Jake asked, “Who wants pizza?”
I laughed a little, relief flooding over me. “I’m home,” I whispered to myself.

Notes

Thanks for the comments. Sorry about how short this chapter is. Feel free to comment and enjoy.

Comments

@Music_Saved_Me
Thank you, I am very glad that you appreciate this story.

Freya Druid Freya Druid
3/1/15

NOOOOO!!!!! THAT WAS AN AMAZING STORY!! I'm sad it had to end but I'm also glad you put up a type of sequel. ^~^

NOOOOO!!!!! THAT WAS AN AMAZING STORY!! I'm sad it had to end but I'm also glad you put up a type of sequel. ^~^

Bring on the one shots!

IzzieDeadnow IzzieDeadnow
2/11/15

;D

Bvb_2502 Bvb_2502
2/11/15