ShackPack (a Noah Shackelford fanfic)

chapter two: anxiety

I dressed for dinner in a somewhat casual purple dress that hung right above the knee, accessorized with a few bracelets, a necklace and matching earrings. Then, to finish the look I brushed my hair and let it hang loose, with minimal makeup.
*knock knock*
"Come in!" I replied to the knock.
"Hey Demi, dinner is in five minutes and the guests are here if you'd like to meet them." Grace explained peeking her head in the door.
"Oh okay thank you! I'll be there in a second." I said and she left.
After taking a look in the mirror, I walked out of my room and downstairs into the dining room.
There was a group of people just standing around and talking, but when I entered everyone went silent.
"Um, hi, I'm Demi." I awkwardly introduced myself.
"Oh! Demi hello, you look gorgeous." my Grandfather told me.
"Thank you!" I I said to him with a smile.
"I'm so sorry, but your grandmother will not be able to make it to dinner, she got called to work. I hope you don't mind." he explained with sad eyes.
'oh my grandmother that I Havnt met yet won't be able to meet me the day I arrive at her house? why would I mind?' I thought but instead it said;
"Oh it's okay, as long as everything is alright and she is safe."
"You are so sweet, Demi." Grace said and I blushed.
"Sorry for the delay, folks! Dinner in ten!" Grace apologized and all of the grown ups went into the living room.
The only other person in the room besides me was the other boy.
He was staring me down and I smiled shyly.
He slowly approached me and got TOO close.
"Hey... I don't believe we met. Im Landon." He breathed in my face. Disgusting.
I backed up, but he got closer. Everytime.
Then.. he put one hand on my thigh and the other on my lower back. Okay that's enough.
I reached over for a glass of water sitting on the table and pouring it on his head.
"Oops. My bad" I said sarcastically.
"WHATS YOUR PROBLEM?!"
"You're a perv!"
"Am not!"
"Then why were you touching me?"
"I was being nice!"
"Wasn't very nice to me!"
"Hey hey hey what's going on in here?" Grandfather rushed in.
I looked at Landon and there was warning all in his eyes.
"N-nothing. May I be excused please?"
"Go ahead."
*
I rushed into my bathroom and let the tears fall.
My vision became blurry at the edges, my heart rate picked up, and i couldn't breathe.
Oh no, oh no, not this. please not this!
I haven't had an anxiety attack since three years ago, but it was happening now.
"GRACE! GRANDPA! SOMEONE HELP!!!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
Seconds later Grace rushed in and saw me sitting on the ground.
"OH MY GOSH DEMI! What happened are you alright?" she yelled worriedly.
"I- I had a panic attack I'm sorry"
"Do not apologize! That's urgent, but really are you okay?? What can I do?"
"Yes I'm fine, I just needed you."
"What happened? Is there something wrong?" She looked at me with sad eyes.
"It's that guy Landon, he's a perv." I half laughed.
"Ugh! I'm sorry, do you want me to talk to your grandfather...or?"
"No! No, please don't I'll just stay away from him okay? I'm fine." she gave me a smile and slowly left the room.
I don't know why I was so scared to go back down there, though.
Was it the humility? The fact that grandfather might be mad at me for ruining his dinner party? Or was it I was afraid to face Landon again. (See that there's a period there not a question mark.)
Oh my gosh I'm such a coward.