Never Meant To Be

Chapter Twenty Six

Aria's POV

I quickly ran out of the office and run down the hallway. Tears filled my eyes blurring my vision, I felt like everything around me was spinning, everything and everyone around seemed to be quiet.

I got to the end of the hallway and saw a small door. I did not even know where I was going, all I wanted was to be alone. I pushed the door open saw a staircase going down. I went the stairs and sat on one of them.

I was running out of air and I tried opening my mouth to gasp for more oxygen. I could not breath, sweat trickled down my forehead and behind my neck, before falling on my back and disappearing inside my shirt. I felt like someone's hands were around my neck strangling me and I put my hands around my neck, I was feeling suffocated.

I gripped on the floor beside me as I tried so hard to get in more air but nothing worked.

I didn't even realize that someone was  behind me till I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I tried to turn around to see who it was but my body was numb, I could not move.

Is it Axel?

"Aria, just look at me and do exactly as I tell you to do." I heard Connor say as he came to kneel down in front of me.

"Now, I want you to try and calm down and take a very deep breath." He said as he took my hands in his.

I took in a deep breath as I was told.

"Now continue to breath in...... yes just like that....now slowly breath out."

I felt my heartbeat rate slowly calming down as my vision started becoming a bit clear.

"You are having a panic attack okay. Just continue taking in deep breaths as you breath out slowly."

I did as I was told and I could manage to get air inside my breathing system again.

"Thank you." I whispered to Connor as tears continued flowing down my cheeks.

I felt him pull me to his chest and I rest my head on it as I sobbed.

"It's okay, it's okay, just let it out." He whispered softly and I sobbed even harder as I gripped his shirt in my hands, soaking it with tears.

We stayed like in silence with only the sound of my sobbing being heard.

I slowly pulled away from him as I wiped my tears.

"Sorry for ruining your shirt." I said softly as I looked at the patch I had left on his shirt.

"It's okay." He said and I looked at him only to find him wiping his own tears.

"Are you okay?" I asked with concern.

Why was he crying?

"Yeah.... yeah... it's.... it's just that you remind me so much of my little sister." He said as he sniffed.

"What about your little sister?"

"Ummm....she also....she also had treacher collins."

"Oh?" Was all I could say.

"Yeah. She also used to face so much difficulties in her life, no wanted to be associated with her let alone even being close to her."

I know how that feels.

I could relate what Connor's sister was going through, because that is exactly how people always treat me.

"I was the only friend she had, our parents died when I was six years old in a car accident and we were taken to an orphanage, by that time she was just two years old."