As the gentle morning sunlight filtered through the curtains of their dorm room, Raven and Apple found themselves in a rare moment of tranquility. However, despite the peaceful ambiance, Apple's thoughts lingered on the recent confrontation with her mother.
Sitting across from Raven, Apple fidgeted nervously, her gaze drifting to the floor as she struggled to find the right words. Finally, breaking the silence, she spoke up, her voice laced with a hint of apprehension.
"Hey, Raven... I need to talk to you about something," Apple began, her tone hesitant yet determined.
Raven looked up, concerned furrowing her brow as she noticed the unease in her friend's expression. "Of course, Apple. What's on your mind?"
Taking a deep breath, Apple met Raven's gaze, her eyes reflecting a mix of guilt and uncertainty. "I... I wanted to apologize. For everything. For not understanding how you and the other rebels feel, for not standing up for what's right... for not being there for you when you needed me."
Raven's expression softened, her heart going out to her friend as she listened to Apple's heartfelt words. "Apple, it's okay," she reassured, reaching out to gently squeeze Apple's hand in a gesture of solidarity. "We all make mistakes, but what matters is that you're trying to make things right now."
As the morning sunlight gently bathed their dorm room in golden hues, Apple found herself tangled in a web of emotions, her thoughts swirling like leaves caught in a whirlwind. Sitting across from Raven, she couldn't shake the weight of her recent conversation with her mother.
"Raven, I... I've been thinking a lot about everything lately," Apple began, her words tumbling out in a rush as she struggled to articulate her thoughts. "And I just... I wanted to say that I'm sorry. For everything. For not understanding, for not standing up, for not... for not being the friend you needed me to be."
Raven listened attentively, her eyes soft with empathy as she reached out to offer Apple a reassuring smile. "It's okay, Apple. You don't have to apologize."
But Apple pressed on, her words spilling out in a torrent of pent-up emotions. "No, Raven, you don't understand. I've been so caught up in my own fears and insecurities that I didn't even stop to think about how you and the other rebels must have felt. I've let fear dictate my actions for so long, and I'm tired of it. I want to change, I want to be better, I want... I want to stand up for what's right, even if it means going against everything I've ever known."
Raven listened in silence, her heart swelling with pride for her friend's newfound resolve. "Apple, I believe in you," she said softly, her voice filled with unwavering support. "You have the strength and courage to follow your heart, no matter where it leads."
But As Apple's rambling apologies continued, Raven's eyes widened in concern. She recognized the signs of Apple's anxiety spiraling out of control, and she knew she needed to act quickly to help her friend regain her composure.
"Apple, hey, look at me," Raven said firmly, her voice cutting through the torrent of words. She reached out, gently grasping Apple's trembling hands into her own, offering a steady anchor amidst the storm of emotions.
"Take a deep breath," Raven instructed, her tone gentle yet firm. "In... and out. You're okay. I'm here with you."
Apple blinked, her gaze shifting to meet Raven's steady gaze. She followed Raven's lead, inhaling deeply before slowly exhaling, feeling the tension begin to ebb away with each breath.
"That's it, Apple," Raven encouraged, her voice a soothing melody in the chaos of Apple's thoughts. "Just focus on your breath. You're safe here."
As Apple's breathing steadied, Raven continued to offer words of reassurance, guiding her friend back to a place of calm. Together, they navigated the storm of Apple's anxiety, their bond growing stronger with each passing moment.
And as the morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over their shared space, Raven and Apple found solace in each other's presence, knowing that no matter what challenges they faced, they would always have each other to lean on, ever after.
As they settled onto Apple's side of the room, the atmosphere shifted from one of turmoil to one of quiet contemplation. Raven couldn't shake the concern gnawing at her, knowing that Apple had been struggling with anxiety and panic attacks.
"Apple," Raven began, her voice gentle yet probing. "How long have you been dealing with anxiety and panic attacks?"
Apple sighed, her shoulders slumping as she contemplated Raven's question. "It's been... a while," she admitted reluctantly. "Ever since I was young, really. But it's gotten worse lately, especially with everything going on."
Raven listened intently, her heart aching for her friend as she grappled with her own worries. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" she asked softly, reaching out to squeeze Apple's hand in a gesture of support.
Apple shrugged, a shadow crossing her features. "I guess I didn't want to burden you with my problems," she confessed, her voice tinged with regret. "I thought I could handle it on my own."
Raven shook her head, her eyes brimming with compassion. "You don't have to go through this alone, Apple. I'm here for you, always."
A small smile tugged at the corners of Apple's lips, touched by Raven's unwavering support. "Thank you, Raven. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner."
Raven waved off Apple's apology with a dismissive gesture. "Don't be sorry, Apple. Just promise me you'll let me help you through this."
And as they sat together in the quiet of their dorm room, the weight of Apple's anxiety lifting ever so slightly, Raven knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, united in friendship and understanding.
“Apple be honest with me who else knows about this “ Raven asks the blonde princess with concern on her face.
Raven's question hung in the air, a gentle reminder of the gravity of Apple's situation. Apple shifted uncomfortably, her gaze flickering away for a moment before returning to meet Raven's eyes.
"Not many people, really," Apple admitted, her voice tinged with reluctance. "Just a few close friends, like you. And... and my mom, of course."
Raven nodded, her expression thoughtful as she processed Apple's words. She could sense the weight of Apple's secret, the burden of carrying it alone for so long.
"I'm glad you've told me, Apple," Raven said sincerely, her voice filled with quiet determination. "And I want you to know that you can count on me, no matter what. I'm here for you."
Apple's eyes shimmered with gratitude as she reached out, squeezing Raven's hand in a silent gesture of appreciation. In that moment, as they sat together in the comforting embrace of friendship, Apple felt a glimmer of hope that she wasn't alone in her struggles after all.
