Melodious Love

Ch-6 : "Hold me please"

Mentions of panic attack(it's pretty detailed) vomiting, screaming (idk if it's a trigger or not).
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Edward

First thing Edward registered, when he woke up, was the loud shrill of his alarm. Usually he loved it, a Playlist of his favorite songs in the morning, but right now it was irritating him.

He reached out, eyes still close, and turned it off somehow. Opening his eyes he realised his head was pounding, feeling like it was going to burst. The sunlight coming from outside, because he forgot to shut the curtains, was not helping.

He sat up with a groan and held his head in his hands, as if to stop the killing headache somehow.
His throat was dry as a desert. The bottle he usually kept at his bedside table was not there this time. With one more frustrated groan he stood up, and that was a huge mistake.

He stood up so quickly that he got dizzy and the room spun around him. He held onto his bedside to ground himself. The headache and dizziness made him feel nauseous.

He ran to his bathroom connected to his room and knelt down in front of the toilet. Before he could take a breath, his stomach lurched and he threw up all the food he ate last night.

Tears pricked at his eyes from the effort and not being able to breath.
After he was done, he fell back against the wall, breathing heavily. His head was still aching but atleast the room stopped spinning now.

He rest his head against the wall, cold helping him relax a bit. He stood up with great effort and flushed the toilet. He stumbled up to the washbasin. Splashing cold water on his face was relaxing.

Looking up in the mirror, he looked horrible. His hair was a complete mess, face looked as if he hadn't slept all night and the headache was still strong.

"Edward are you done in there?" He heard his father's voice outside the door.

"Yeah I'll be out in a minute." He replied .

"Come straight downstairs, we need to talk about last night." With this he heard his father walk out and close the door behind him.

His father sounded serious and maybe angry. Edward searched his brain to find if he did something wrong. But last night was a complete blur. He couldn't remember a single thing.

He got out the bathroom and got in his walk-in closet, selecting a pair of black t-shirt and blue jeans.

He might look clean and fresh but he felt far from it. Pounding behind is eyes was brutal.

He walked downstairs and went into the living room to see his father and mother sitting there on the couch.
"Sit down Edward" his father's voice was cold and his mother was not looking at him as if she was ashamed.

It's true that his mother didn't care about him but she always ignored him, but right now it looked as if she didn't want to call him her son.

To say he was confused was an understatement, "What happened dad? Why did you want to talk about last night?" He said sitting down opposite to his parents.

"Tell me how much do you remember about what happened at the party" his father orderd.

He looked in his brain, "The golden shimmering building....meeting Mr. Donovan.... meeting Mr. Ben" he took a deep breath at this name, "some more of your acquaintances... that's it."

His father looked even more furious than before and even his mother looked disgusted?!!

"That's it huh?! So you don't remember anything other than this?" His father's ice cold voice sent shiver down his spine.