"You haven't called much."
"I've been busy."
"Is everything okay?"
There was a lump in my throat. I couldn't swallow.
My chest hurt and I curled up in pain.
"Fine," I answered.
I felt nauseous. The room spun around me.
"How's San Francisco?"
"It's good. I think I like LA better but the food here is really good."
I thought I was going to be sick. I didn't want Angus to wake up.
A sharp pain stabbed me in the back.
"Do you think you're going to be home soon? For your birthday, I mean?"
"I don't know...."
I wanted to go home.
I wanted nothing more than to be in my own bed in my own house.
I wanted to get away from here. From the travelling, from the crowds of people.
I started crying.
It hurt.
"I'll be home soon, I think. We can celebrate my birthday after I get back."
"Rosemary really misses you."
I fucking wept.
Angus slept.
"I miss her too."
I missed everyone.
I missed my family.
I wanted to go home.
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Ride On
FanfictionI'm fine. Everything's fine. A young woman's journal on the ups and downs of life. Warnings: Mentions of depression and anxiety, brief mention of suicide. Book One
