jonah beck.

help...

Two days later and Saturday rolls around.

Andi and buffy are helping cyrus decorate.

"Anyone want cookies?" His mom walks in with a tray of freshly baked cookies. They each have one.

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As Jonah picks up his spaceotter shirt he hears screaming from his parent's room.

"Whatever! Judy we don't have enough money!" His father yells at his mother.

"Well how are we supposed to pay rent?!" She screams back.

Jonah stops listening as he feels tears running down his face. As he finishes getting ready he feels weird. He feels out of breathe and kinda... Tingly? He quickly shakes it off.

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Ding dong.

"Come in!" Cyrus tells from the kitchen where he and one of his moms were cooking spaghetti.

"Hey guys!" Jonah yells with a wide grin.

"Hey jojo." They all hug him.

"Nice party."

"Man it hasn't even begun!" Cyrus pats jonah on the back with a smile.

Later T.J comes. Little does buffy care.

"Ugh. What is he doing here." She whispers to andi.

She shrugs and walks away.

When the party begins they all sit on a bench outside and let Cyrus open his presents. Everyone got him something...

But jonah...

"Oh thanks buff! I always wanted a new vest!" He screams excitedly and hugs buffy.

"Is that all?" He asks.

"Jonah?" He asks if jonah brought anything so they can move on to food.

Silence.

"Jonah? Can we move on? Did you bring anything?"

"Uh wha? No. I'm sorry i- i." He stutters anxiously. "Didnt know what to get you. I'm sorry cy." He looks down ashamed. He jus couldn't admit that he has no money.

"Relax. There's no rule that you HAVE to buy me something." He says with a laugh.

Jonah gives a fake dimpley-smile. He thinks about his parents and how they fight all the time and how they declared bankruptcy. Soon he started to feel funny again. He cant breathe right, and his chest feels tight.

"I'll be right back." They all nod.

He quickly runs to the bathroom and falls down on his knees. The thoughts all rushing through his head like a tornado. 'You are poor, cyrus hates you, you are dying.' He can't breathe and his heart is pounding in his chest.

"Help!" He screams as he sits against the wall. "Somebody please help! I'm dying!" He manages to get out between rapid breaths.

"Jonah?" Cyrus' dad knocks on the door.

"Please! Help..." jonah starts to feel very dizzy and he grabs his head.

"Jonah calm down. Its a panic attack just breathe. Your fine." The older shrink calmly says as he rubs jonahs back.

Jonah feels himself slowly calm down.

"I'll go get water. Wait here."

He nods. Jonah looks pale and exhausted.

A minute later cyrus dad is back with water and headache medication.

"Drink." He says as he feels jonahs pulse. A little ragid but better than before.

"I'm sorry." Jonah sighs

"Its okay. Were you stressed?"

"Yeah kinda." He sadly answers

"Wanna talk about it?" The man asks.

He shakes his head.

"Its fine to talk. I help kids younger than you who have them everyday."

"What? I can't go through this everyday." Jonah says as panic rises in his chest.

"I'm sorry I didnt mean to say you would." He said awkwardly. "You know what. I'll just get cyrus to translate for me."

"No! Don't, I don't want them to know about this... Please don't..." Jonah begs.

"I understand. Do you want to stay?" The shrink asks as he helps jonah up.

"I'd rather go home thanks for the party it was fun." Another fake grin.

"Ok ill call your mom." To this jonah nods.

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"Are you okay sweetie?" My mother asks as I put on my seatbelt.

"Yeah." I lie.

We dont talk for the rest of the ride home.

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"Where's jonah?" They all ask as cyrus's dad walks outside.

"He had to leave."