That one friend

The wrong day wrong time

"He's my sibling!" Y/N explained as they were clearly agitated.

"If I want to go over and say hi, I will do so. I haven't distracted them. I haven't done anything wrong apart from saying hi and asking what they were doing since we are in the same room and they are doing art." Y/N continue to fight their side, but their friend had other thoughts and would insist they were right.

"You say hello and then leave. Don't Helicopter. Don't distract them, especially if they are like he is" They start to fight back in a stern voice.

"He's my sibling. If I want to say hi I can. Just because he has signs of autism, doesn't mean he will have them all! People who are autistic are not all the same. Some people have different ways of focusing. My sibling was looking for me because they wanted me by their side." Y/N fights back. They hate being told what they can and can't do. Y/N is a civilised person. They don't do wrong if they know it's wrong. Saying hello to their sibling was not wrong.

"I don't understand why you are getting so vexed about it? I'm just advising not to helicopter " They continued to argue and get angrier.

" Then don't advise it. I couldn't care if they have or don't have something. If they are comfortable with me going up to them, then it's fine. If they told me to leave I would have. So there is no need to tell me what to do" Y/N continue to fight back but their friend continues to try and override Y/N.

They do this everytime we get into an argument. Straight to getting defensive. Especially over nothing. Or they think they know best because of something they read or have experienced.

Everytime Y/N doesn't understand something or get something wrong. They make fun of Y/N, so they started doing it back. Then they start hating it when Y/N do it back. The typical.

The teacher comes up to them both and explains that they can go into their art room to chat if they both wanted. Y/N instantly agreed and rushed into that separate room, they just wanted to get away from their friend in that moment to calm down.Y/N didn't want to physically fight them because Y/N knew they would win. Y/N is strong but the friend does have more strength than Y/N physically. But not mentally.

Y/N opens the door and slams it behind themselves. Their friend doesn't follow. They, Y/N guesses, walked home or as far away from the school as possible.

It's difficult being in sixth form within a school. Practically collage but in a school. It sucks. And only having them as a real life friend rather than online also sucks. Y/N loves them to bits at times but they can get on Y/N's nerves. They both get on eachothers nerves.

Y/N stands in the quiet classroom. Rethinking what had just happend. The school being somewhat quieter than usual due to less students. Since it was after school times and art lessons were going on. So barely any people. My dream.

Unfortunately, they are Y/N's only friend that they have, it will suck going into school the next day. Y/N hates when they argue because it's always Y/N trying to fix it even if it wasn't their fault. They have a rought childhood and half of the way they are now is caused by that.
Both of them that is.

Y/N is as supportive as they can be to their friend. Y/N listens to them. They here for them. Y/N stayed more than anyone else ever did. They both used to bully each other in primary school, But that was until they both realised the school were the ones making them both be the way they were. They both started being friends once they joined secondary school, Or Highschool as some may know it.

They eventually found friendship and stayed friends ever since. They have known each other for years now, they have wanted to grow up together for a while. But now Y/N may be starting to think that will never happen.

They are currently going through alot, and being there with them through it is rough. Not only for Y/N but also for them mostly.

Y/N wants to be there for them no matter what but they do make it difficult to do so. Y/N understands it's not their fault half the time but the friend also needs to take responsibility with most of it when it comes from their mouth or their actions.

Y/N won't put all of the shit onto them. Y/N has of course done some wrong stuff. Nothing illegal and nothing dangerous.

But Y/N has gone to far in an argument. The same as what the friend has done. Y/N has gone too far in a fight. Y/N has said stuff like the friend has to Y/N but they both usually take it with a pinch of salt and walk it off. Within the next day or so after an argument they both are fine again.

Y/N has tried everything to help their friend. And yet nothing works or nothing settled in their head. Alot goes on with their head. And Y/N understands that. They always try to help no matter the situation. Y/N has always been there for them.

But either they won't accept the help or won't tell Y/N what's bothering them or the stuff that's happend, Or they don't listen when they ask for help, Or just don't listen at all. Y/N gets it's hard. But when Y/N has been trying to help them for years, it gets a little boring and tiring.

Especially when Y/N are asked by them for help with a relationship for example or a situationship ect, and Y/N gives them advice on what to do. Leave the relationship or go out into the world and experience what it's like to be free. They ignore the help they asked for and continue to get hurt or be in pain.

"This is going to suck tomorrow" Y/N says out loud in an empty classroom. "I know for a fact they won't take responsibility." Y/N sighs and they wait for a while before leaving the school.

Y/N walked home that night in the rain. As they walked home they started to hear strange footsteps behind them. Almost the same speed they were walking.

Y/N walks pretty fast, they have naturally been doing that for a while, But they try to think nothing of the footsteps.

They become quicker and closer.

Y/N gets out their phone and pretend to be on the phone as they couldn't't find their keys. Y/N start to have a conversation with their self on the phone as they speed up their pace. Y/N tries to walk into crowed parts of the town they live in but unfortunately due to it being pitch black, barley anyone was out.

Who ever was out where the crack heads, alcoholics or weirdos who wonder the streets. Y/N tried their hardest not to panic as they didn't want whoever was behind them to realise they had clocked onto them being behind them.

Y/N tried to walk into their local superstore. Again, barely anyone but enough workers to be able to help if they saw someone try to attack them. Panic started to fade as Y/N lost the sound of the footsteps behind them.

Eventually Y/N found their way home safely and tried to brush off what they just experienced.

This is going to be tough to shake off. No matter how hard they try. It's always going to be a fear of someone coming for them.