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She had been tossing and turning in her bed since 8PM. The time read 1:18 AM. She was switching through every app on her phone, she didn't know who to talk too.
It made no sense. She was sweating like she ran for miles, but it was in fact cold outside and colder in her room.
It was as if everyone could hear her thoughts, even though no one was in the room. Her voice in her head was getting louder every time.
'I'm probably sick again.' She thought in her mind. But she didn't want to disturb her dad because she knew he was very tired from all the police shit he's been going through.
She quietly got out of her bed and opened her bedroom door. As she walked out, she decided to go into the kitchen to find the pain killers. Her dad was sleeping on the couch, the tv playing like background noise. But basically all you could hear was him snoring.
Opening the cabinet door, she searched for the pain killers knocking over everything that was in the way. She had never gotten this much of a headache in her life, and this sweating was getting a little too much out of hand.
She popped two pills in her mouth and quickly drank the water with it. "I could totally skip school for this." She whispered as she gave herself a small smile. She made her way to the sink to put the glass down as she also had the pill bottle in her other hand.
She had placed the glass down into the sink, but as she walked away from it, the glass cup still remained in her hand.
'What the fuck.'
She had tried to let go of the bottle but, she couldn't ?
She shook her hands, trying to get them to fall onto the counter but it just, stayed onto her hand, like she had glued them on.
"No no no.." She made the comment as she ran into her room, not waking up her father.
"I've gotta be losing my cool." She frantically shook her hand and gripped onto it to get the glass cup off, but that only caused it to shatter in her hand, making her hand bleed.
How is that even possible.
"Shitt, you know what, at least I can use my other hand." She panicked as she hovered over her bed and grabbed her phone with the only free hand she had.
Well kind of.
"Who can I call, who can I talk to?"
Hobie?
That's basically the only true friend she had. But would he think she's out of her fucking mind?
'"Yeah Hobie, it's one in the morning, there's a pill bottle stuck to my hand, and also I just shattered a glass cup in my hand but like could you come over and help a girl out, thank you!!"
Don't do that.
Thats a terrible idea.
What's the worse that could happen?
Oh screw it.
Eliza brought up his contact and texted him, in which it made her feel better when he texted her back right after. He was awake. - Eliza: "are you swske?" - 1:25AM
Hobie: "when am I ever asleep, what's up?" -1:25AM
Eliza: "this is like rrslly weird but like you woulfnt mind coming over really qjick, i mean it's totally late but it's an emergency" -1:26AM
Hobie: "You're grammar absolutely sucks mate, be there in five." -1:26AM
Read - 1:26AM - "Grammar is absolutely terrible but I can't really type anyways."
Eliza made her way over to her window, in which she opened it so he could come in when he arrived. He usually came up by the fire exit, but she never saw him come up, he would be there before she would notice.
She could always depend on him for anything, and it was the way around. But anyways, this wasn't the first time he would be coming over at these times. When he couldn't sleep and she couldn't sleep, he would come over. Or when he had issues at his place he would come over. It was normal for them.
"E?"
She paused her steps as she was pacing around her room. Ah shit, She didn't think things through, how weird is this going to be?
"Okay." She turned around to face him as he stepped inside the room. She noticed his confusion as he examined her appearance, she looked like shit.
"Basically-"
She didn't get really far, she didn't know how to start.
Hobie was confused, he could tell she had mixed emotions and was frantic with her breathing. She had her hands behind her back and didn't know how to start her sentence. This was weird because usually she would say anything that would come to mind.
Eliza slowly raised her hands up to show him as he stood in front of her with a frown. He didn't get the point at first but when she started to shake her hands to the point where the bottle wouldn't come off, he froze.
He noticed she was sweating more than usual when he came in, her rate racing more than usual, the panic he could feel. Noticing after, the blood she had in her hand from what appeared to be glass.
His heart dropped.
Her too.
-this might be the worse chapter I have ever written here, my apologies it's literally like 1 am or something. make sure to vote and comment so others can read this fanfic and obsess over hobie all over again 💓💓
