I Found You

Chapter 8

                          Chapter 8 - Kendall's POV

That, my friends, is what you call a mood swing.

My definition of a mood swing: A kind of swing. But not the fun kind. The kind that wacks you in the face and leaves you with this confused/horrified look.

But obviously something happened, so I decided to go check on her.

She was kying on her bed, breathing fast and heavy. Not again. I do NOT wanna have to take her to the emergency room - AGAIN. "What happened?!" I say frantically, running over to her. "Pills - pills!" she sputters out. "Where!" I yell. She points to the drawer beside her bed. I open it and find a little orange container. I hand her two pills and she swallows them fast. For a few seconds, nothing changes. Then she goes silent. I stood there, waiting for her to say something. Her breathing slowed. I laid down next ot her on the bed.

"What happened?" I ask calmly.

"Anxiety attack." is all she says in a quiet voice. I need everything explained. "Come downstairs when your ready to talk sweetie." I say, and leave her room.

About 15 minutes later she came downstairs with a dead look on her face. "I got to school and it was living hell." she started. She told me everything they said. Kids are getting cruel now. When I was in school 'you're not going to my party' was the worst insult. Now it's shit like 'orphan girl saved by Kendi.'. "Well thank you for telling me." I say and bring her closer to me. "Now what happened in the room, and how much am I gauranteed it will happen again?" I ask for future notice. "It was a stress related anxiety attack. And it doesn't happen often. Only when shit like that happens. It's hereditary. So my mom has it too." she answers simply. "Look at me." I gently take her face and tilt it towards me. She's looking me dead in the eye. "If anything like that ever happenes again, talk to me. Because I don't want that happening again. You scared the living shit out of me. Okay?" she just nodds.

"Now lets watch a movie."