Anxity B.L

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Bries daughter.
You have an anxiety attack at school.
Age: 13-17
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"Can I please go ca-"

"NO SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN YOUR DISRUPTING MY CLASS" you teacher yelled right in your face.

Not at all helping the current Anxiety attack you were currently having

You simply walked out. The teacher tried to stop you and run after you but you made it to the bathroom immediately pulling out your phone calling you mom.

"Please please please" you silently begged her to pick up

"Baby? What's wrong. Why aren't you in class"

"Mommy" you managed to get out letting out a small sob.

She knew something was wrong. You only call her that When your in distress.

"Hey baby what's wrong. What happened" Brie asked softly about ready to leave and come and get you at the turn of a dime

"I don't know everyone is yelling at me...I can't do anything right."

"That's just your anxiety talking y/n calm down please" she listened intently as your breathing was getting worse

"Okay y/n I'm on my way okay babygirl...I'll be there in 10 minutes.. can you do me a favor"

"Hmmm"

"Go back to call her your stuff and go to the front Office please"

"No mommy I cant go back I'm...I stormed out. He won't let me do it again."

"I'm giving you full permission to do this right now. Collect yourself and go in there" she said soft yet stern

"Okay mommy"

"Okay baby I'll be there as soon as I can" she told you before hanging up

You collected yourself quickly before silently walking back in and packing up your stuff quickly

"Miss. Larson of you leave this room again you'll be getting a call home" they warned watching you make your way closer to the door again

"Not of you don't get a call first" you mumbled walking out.

You walked into the office on the Verge of tears again

"Take a seat Y/n I just got a call from your mom" you did as instructed as you tried to keep your breathing under control

Although, every minute you were without your mom the weight of your chest got heavier and heavier.

"You look really pale do you want some water?" One of the ladies at the front desk asked

"What? Umm Nono I have some" you got your water bottle out of your backpack

She watched as your shakey had brought the water up to your lips

"Ok just sip it" she had a sympathetic look on her face.

You were getting so impatient. Everything around you started to blur and your whole body was shaking at this point.

You pulled out your phone and opened your Life360 to see how far away Brie was (bro I be doing this shit all the time ngl)

3 minutes. Ok just breathe. You tried to reassure yourself

You just closed your eyes continuing to drink your water.

"Babygirl" you felt your moms hand on your knee

You practically jumped into her arms

"Shh" she cooed into your ear being able to feel you physically shaking under her touch.

You kept her close hugging her arm tightly as she signed you out.

"You got it baby?" She asked keeping your close to make sure you were steady on your feet as she walked with you to the car.

"You took forever" you felt like you could finally breathe as you looked at Brie

"I'm sorry princess, I'm here now" she kept ahold of your hand as she broke home.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked gently after a few minutes of silence

"I don't want to think about it right now. I just want to be home"

She tried her best to get you there was fast as she could safely.

Over the next few days you kept your mom in your sight at all time. Even sleeping with her.

This was something Brie was used to after having to deal with your crippling anxiety your whole life.

Her poor baby.

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A/n

Before I start doing requests I need to finish up the prompts I started last year. Sorry that they're so late.

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