Depression/ anxiety one shots

Call me (sh⚠️tw)

Voicemail again. Fuck.

" This is Jenelle. Sorry I couldn't answer the phone and I'll call you back when I can. Have a great day!" Her voicemail chimed.

" Jenelle. Please just come back. I've already called like 10 times. You just ran out here crying and drove off saying you were going to a store and I have no idea why and I'm really really worried right now. Please baby , just tell me you're okay. If I don't hear anything in the next 10 minutes, I'm coming to look for you." I said into the phone.

I hung up and sat down after setting a timer for 10 minutes. 9 minutes later I got up to put my shoes on when the front door swung open and Jenelle walked in , mascara dripping down her face, and blood dripping down her arms.

" Oh my god." I said frozen for a moment.

"I'm so sorry Kay." She said and she fell to her knees in tears.

I quickly ran to her wrapped my arms around her to comfort her.

" It's okay love, it's okay. You don't gotta apologize, I'm not mad." I said rubbing her back soothingly." Let's get you to the bathroom to clean you up, alright. Is that okay with you?"

She nodded and I helped her up. In the bathroom I had her sit on the countertop and got out the first aid kit.

" Alright babygirl, can I have a look at your arms?" I said calmly but was internally very scared.

"Yeah." She said crying and slowly rolled up her sleeves .

I wanted to break down right there when I saw but I didn't because I didn't want her to feel like she hurt me, so I kept quiet.

" Thank you so much for showing me princess. You're doing so well." I said as I got out supplies to clean her arms with.

" Alright, this might sting a little but we gotta clean the cuts, so you gotta be strong okay baby." I said and she nodded.

She winced as I cleaned her cuts and cried harder.

" All done baby, you're so strong, I'm so sorry I hurt you ." I said grabbing her hands and holding them.

She mustered out a small " I'm okay.", and squeezed my hands.

" Okay, can I finish patching you up now?" I asked , making sure I still had her consent for me to touch her.

" Yes." She said, so I lathered her cuts in Neosporin and then placed gauze on top of both her forearms before taping the sides down.

" All done." I said giving her a half smile.

" Thank you." She whispered out.

" Of course honey. You wanna move to the couch and  talk?" I asked.

" Okay." She said and I helped her off the counter .

We sat on the couch facing each other.

" You wanna talk about this?" I asked.

" Yeah." She said and then she didn't say anything else for a few minutes, trying to muster up the ability to say something.

I noticed her struggling so I spoke. " Do you wanna come here baby? How about you lay on me facing the wall. It'll be easier to talk about it if you don't have to look at me. Or we can wait until you're comfortable, whatever you need. You have control over how this situation takes place ." I said affirmatively.

" Yeah I wanna do that." She said and she crawled over to me laying in my lap.

I played with her hair which I think helped her calm down a bit because she spoke.