49 - here for you

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*they are together*
*mike pov*

As soon as I get home, I grab a snack and then head to my room, opening my backpack. This year has been so insanely hard for me, trying to juggle my schoolwork and anxiety simultaneously.

I pull out my history notebook and history textbook, quickly writing down pages after pages of notes and flash cards. I then move to my algebra homework, tears of frustration streaming down my face as I try my best to understand, but I can't.

I study and write for hours more, but when my breathing starts to quicken and I begin to cry, I know I need to take a break. I stand up from my chair, pacing back and forth from one side of my room to the other, crying and shaking uncontrollably.

Stop.

You're freaking out over nothing.

It's just school.

Stop. Crying.

You're gonna be okay.

It's gonna be done soon.

I tell myself these things in my head over and over again, helping a little, but I know the only thing will help is seeing him.

I call him on my walkie talkie and he rushes over, knocking on my door. I'm now curled up in my bed, but I tell him to come in, his face dropping when he sees me.

"Mike, what's wrong?" Will asks, coming over to me and sitting down on the bed beside me.

"I uh - I needed to see you. I had a panic attack and had to see you." I say weakly, just sounding pathetic. He quickly lays down, wrapping his arms around me on the other side of me, my chest pressed against his back.

"I had no idea. How long have you been dealing with this?" Will asks, wrapping his arm around my waist.

"Basically my whole life, but it's gotten more noticeable over time." I say, closing my eyes tightly.

"I'm so sorry. I can help you. Whenever you're feeling like this, just tell me. I'll always be here for you, Mike. You know that, right? You're always to my rescue when I have a bad nightmare or anything else, but this time, I'm here for you." Will says, the knots in my stomach coming undone.

The sound of his words, those words are enough to calm me. The shaking stops and my breathing slowly goes back to normal, but I then fall asleep with his arms around me, not a worry in the world.

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