State of Mind

23

Sasha's POV:

"Anything??"

"No... she's still not awake."

I sighed and leaned back into the couch, I was worried.

"It's been 3 days. How long did she say she's slept for in the past?"

"I don't know...4? Maybe 3 and a half. I'd ont know it's just the last few times she's had ten episodes, she woke up earlier than she informed us about so....I was hoping she'd wake up today."

The others along with Anne have been coming in and out taking turns to watch Marcy

I had to work the past few days and this is the first time back, Anne stayed here tending to the apartment and Marcy

I worry and overthink, my anxiety has gotten worse and a coworker noticed, I was appointed to home work and time off, I was also scheduled to see my therapist tomorrow

Luz had a hand on my Shoulder, Luz's phone pinged and it must've been out food, Not having much of an appetite I didn't eat much but Anne kept an eye on me to make sure I was eating

Things can't be well for her either, I know she's under a lot of stress and we've talked and had deep conversations recently

Luz and the others had an idea to bring in a doctor friend of theirs to see if they can do anything

Her name is Viney and she's a cool person but there wasn't much she could do

She healed the wounds Darcy made when they had that breakdown but for Marcy waking up, there wasn't much she knew of the Huma body OR Amphibian technology

I don't know how she got here without a plane and I don't think she knew how to drive, She did help keep Marcy stable and clean

Days have past and nothing, not even a mumble. I'm not losing hope but I just feel stuck, useless, helpless.... I've worked hard on regaining and controlling my powers but I haven't even heard from Darcy

Anne has been keeping me sane at home. my panic attacks has gotten worse and I haven't slept much, She makes sure I eat and I know I worry her.

She's keeping me from drinking too much but she's drinking more than she usually would as well

She's going through it too I know it. she looks exhausted and worn down, I feel so bad for making her take care of me when she needs to take care for herself.

As of late we've........ we've had some personal, conversations....

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*Night, A week earlier as of present*

"Hey, come on in."

Anne looked at me with a meek smile but looked so tired, she didn't say anything and sat on the couch criss crossed and hugged a near by pillow

"Hey, hey what's wrong????"

I sat next to her and she tensed when I held her shoulder, She didn't make eye contact and obviously have been crying

"I-.....*sighs*"

"Hey it's ok, Do you want some tea? Anything???"

She shook her head and I racked my brain about what she could be so shook, I thought of Marcy and that's probably it but it hurt to see her like this

"Look...I've been thinking and going through my feelings the past few days and- I just- It's hard. And- and i-....*sigh*"

I took her hand and she squeezed it shaking trying to keep together but she started cracking and tears dropped from her eyes