SAILOR'S POV
I make Taylor leave a few minutes later so I can go to the bathroom. I check my phone and see hundreds of missed texts and phone calls from Joe. My heart races and tears prick at my eyes. I open the texts.
joe 🖕: What the fuck Sailor. (2 hours ago)
joe 🖕: I swear to God if you told Taylor (2 hours ago)
joe 🖕: I am going to fucking kill you Sailor. (2 hours ago)
joe 🖕: If you told Taylor I'm going to kill you and her. (2 hours ago)
joe 🖕: You know I will. (2 hours ago)
joe 🖕: If you don't answer in the next 5 fucking minutes, I will come get you.(2 hoursago)
joe 🖕: Wherever the fuck you are. (2 hours ago)
I feel my heart start to race. Tears fell down my cheeks in fear. Taylor walks in a second later.
"Hey, Sailor, do you want anything from McDonalds? Travis is picking some up," Taylor says, staring at her phone. "Say-Say? What's wrong?" Taylor says when she looks up. She quickly sits down next to me. I lean into her lap and start to sob. Tay wraps her arms around me. "What's wrong?" Taylor asks again. I toss her my phone and she looks down at me. She looks at my phone and gasps.
"Tay, I can't breathe," I say after a second. Taylor drops my phone and rubs my back. I sit up and I bury my face in Tay's shoulder. My heart is racing and I slowly look up and look around trying to stop the panic. "Taylor, I feel dizzy." I say still struggling to breathe.
"It's okay, Say, you're safe. I'm right here, I'm not leaving. You'll be okay," Taylor says, rocking me back and forth in her lap. I shake my head still crying. "Take a deep breath, Sailor. It'll all be okay." I'm sobbing uncontrollably. "Say, can you tell me 5 things you see?" Taylor asks gently, rubbing my back. I shake my head.
"Taylor, I can't do this," I say.
"Yes you can Sailor. Yes you can," Taylor says. I slowly nod and sigh as tears continue to fall down my face. Travis walks in a second later.
"Is Sailor okay?" Travis asks, sitting down next to the hospital bed. I feel Taylor nod against my body. Travis takes my hand and squeezes.
"Um, I can see you, Travis, the backpack, McDonalds bag, and um...um, I don't know. Um, my bed." I say trying to wipe my tears away. Taylor nods.
"Good job Say! What's 4 things you can touch?" Taylor asks. I shrug.
"I can't do it Tay!" I say.
"Sailor. Yes you can. Trust me. You can," Taylor says. I wipe my eyes.
"The blanket, Travis, you, and the bed," I say. Taylor nods as I look up at her. She gently wipes away a few more tears. We go through the 54321 strategy and I start to calm down. "Sorry." I say.
"For what?" Taylor asks, rubbing my back.
"Doing that," I say gesturing.
"Say, it's a panic attack, you can't control it sweetie," Taylor says. I nod.
"I know. I'm sorry though," I say.
"Do you get panic attacks a lot?" Taylor asks. I shrug.
"You've known me my whole life," I say. "But yeah, I normally get them at least once a week, most times it isn't that bad. It's just scary." Taylor nods.
"I'm sorry you have to go through this." Taylor says.
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