3rd POV
The train stops at her usual station, and she jumps off. She just wanted the nice quiet comfort of her room, and no random person calling her and Rider a couple! Ew, thank you but no thanks! "And the fact that the two of us met only days ago makes it weirder!" Ink whispered under her breath. Ink finally made it to her front do, and rushed inside.
Ink's mother noticed her youngest daughter skedaddle in, with an annoyed, embarrassed and nervous expression, this of course, worries her. "Ink, good evening dear! Um, how was your afternoon with you need friend?" Ink's mom questioned while walking towards her. Ink looked at her mom and giggled with concern in her eyes. "Well, Uh, it was good, we had a lot of fun, but..." She trailed off. After taking a deep breath, Ink continued to speak, "Someone thought we were a couple, and it was weird and awkward, so we parted our ways, embarrassed"
Ink's mom comforted her, knowing that's she's still young and can't properly handle situations like that. "Oh wow, that was something alright... you feeling any better now that your home?" Ink shakes her head, she still feels extremely anxious.
"I-I think I'm just gonna go to m-my room mom, s-see ya mom" With that said, Ink urgently paced towards her room, leaving her mom behind, worried and bewildered.
Ink's POV
"Gah! Did I forget to take my anxiety meds again!? Goddamn it! No wonder I've been having really bad insomnia and this dumb anxiety attack!" I thought to myself. I just think I need to lay down for a bit, I need to calm myself down first before I do anything else.
I collapse on my bed, my heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest. It's been a while since something like this has happened. "I just need to breathe, and I'll be okay! Everything is fine..!" I thought to myself as I lay on my back, holding my chest.
A few minutes pass and I no longer feel like I was going to pass out any minute. I sat up on my bed just wondering about my life and how I ended up at this point. A minute of silence was broken by the sound of my two sisters opening my door and walking in. "Hey Lil sis, ma told us what happened, you doing okay?" Sammy, my more logical sister asked.
I cleared my throat, "Uh, yeah kinda, I just needed a minute to just lay down. Forgetting to take my meds didn't help with today either so..." I scratch behind my ears, I've always hated talking about stuff like this. Ash, my more punk, rough and tough sister added to the covsation "Dude, skipping on your meds are no joke okay? We hate seeing you in shambles like this!"
As much as I hate to admit it, Ash was right, I really need to be more consistent with my health, especially mentally. "Heh, thanks you too, I appreciate it." I muttered under my breath. Sammy punched my arm softly and said, "Hey, that what we're here for."
"By the way, take you anxiety medication now idiot! If you pass out on us, it's not gunna be our fault!" Ash interrupted. Oh shoot right, I would have forgotten again if Ash didn't say anything. "Right! Right... I'll do that right now-" I yelped and ran out of my room.
.•°A Few Hours Later°•.
I sat at my desk, mindlessly doodling in my sketch book. I wasn't drawing anything in particular, just letting my pencil glide all over the page. I happen to draw Rider without even thinking, weird. Speak of Rider, I should check up on him after what happened today. I picked up my phone and dialed his number.
To my surprise Rider picked up the phone immediately. "Yo, what's up Ink? You doing okay?". His quick response caught off guard, "Oh! I-I'm doing okay, every after what happened earlier. I kinda bailed out on you though, my bad..." I twirled my hair around my finger a little.
"No no no! Don't worry about it, it was getting late anyways. I just wanted to make sure you were okay, no need to apologize..." Despite me hear those same word over and over again, but for some reason, hearing it from Rider, felt different. Like he was suffering from something too.
"...Thanks Rider, I'll talk to you later dude, bye...". As I hung up the phone I couldn't help but think Rider reminds me of myself and my past in a strange way. As if we were one in the same.
"That's some freaky deaky stuff..."
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°•.Until we meet again.•°
FanfictionA story on how 2 inklings, Ink and Rider, rebuild their long lost friendship, having not talking to each other in years. They have gotten older, and kinda less mature, but they'll have each other's backs, though the ups and downs. Yet they are compl...
