School bus graveyard one shots

It's okay to not be okay -Aiden/Ashlyn

+Hurt/Comfort

Ashlyn couldn't take it.

Her leader like facade was cracking and she didn't know what to do.

But the others can't see her like this..she's supposed to have it together?

Who would they look to for help if they just saw a frail little girl??

Ashlyn's P.O.V

I can't do this.

I genuinely.

Can't. Do .this

I'm scared. More than scared—I'm constantly overwhelmed.

I don't want to be the leader, I don't want to be fighting for my life.

How come I am the only one who isn't allowed to show fear??

IM the one who has to constantly check up on everybody. IM the one who has the plan.ME. No one else.

My head is foggy, but I know that I'm in the bathroom. The tiles set into the ground are uncomfortably cold.

I'm aware that I'm crying, I don't feel sad though. I can tell that i won't be stopping anytime soon, the hot salty liquid is streaming down my face quickly, and it's getting harder to breath.

I hate this. I hate this so,so much. I don't want to be here right now.

However crying is particularly hard when you know you can't ask for help. I mean- i don't wanna get sent to a mental hospital.

I take a choked breath, trying to regain the oxygen that I currently don't have. It helps a little but breathing doesn't change the problem, I have other things to do—better things than crying. Like make a plan for Savannah, I noticed earlier my phone light up on the corner of the sink, but I didn't pay attention to it.

'Maybe it's them.. Tyler is really pushing this.' I snatch my phone off the counter, just to immediately stop. I felt the blood drain from my face reading the messages off my screen.

Aiden

Aiden:I'm coming over 😌-2:46am

Aiden:PLEASE OPEN YOUR WUNDOW ITS SO COLD -2:50am

Aiden: PLEASE ASH -2:51am

He can't see me like this, none of them can, pulling myself up, off the ground I grab the sinks faucet and splash cold water to the puffiness of my face.

I'm shaking as I walk back to my room. Maybe if I walk slow enough my meltdown won't be as noticeable? I'm really hoping that's the case.

I see a faint silhouette behind the comfort of my curtains, taking a last shaky breath I open the window.

"THANK goodness! Why did you take s-" he stares at me, shit.

I can feel the tears slowly dripping off my face—they were practically uncontrollable.

"Ashlyn?" 'He's not supposed to see me like this.' That's the only thought running through my head.

I'm staring at the ground, I can't make eye contact right now, it's to much.

"Ashlyn." He repeats, I lift my head slightly, "why are you crying??".

That was such a stupid question. Never ask someone who is crying WHY they're crying. Isn't that a rule? If so it's not talked about as much as it should be.

"To much." Thats all I can get out, as I sit on my bed, I feel the bed weigh down a little next to me.

"Well.. I'm just as good as a listener as I am a talker?" He suggests. He was sitting leaning on my head board, he looked genuine. Maybe it's better to get it out than keep it in.

.

"I'm really overwhelmed, Aiden" my face was in my hands, the tears had stopped so at least that was good. I noticed a little bit ago Aiden was sitting closer to me, I felt his arm wrap around my back,

I continue to talk and talk, melting into him as I'm complaining on about how being in charge of so many people is so nerve racking.

"Ash" he speaks slowly, leaning slightly on my head."yeah?."

"Your still a kid," he starts, "not only are we in a life or death situation, and your phenomenal at being the leader, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't keep yourself from feeling like this. We're all just kids trying to get out. It's not fair, but at least we all get to do it together."

I take a minute to consider what he said. "This is so messed up." I state bluntly, "yeah, it is." He laughs lightly, but I can tell he doesn't find it funny.

I feel a lot calmer due to him, like I'm not carrying so much and can take a second to breath—really breath.

Turning to him, "Aiden?" He flicks his head to the side as if asking me 'what?'

"Thank you, thank you so much."

I lightly put my hand in his cheek, giving him a small peck on the lips.

He stares down at me for a second, than he blushes. Like really blushes, his face turns into a shade of rose. He nods.

"Anytime, Ash."