Oliver Sykes' Daughter [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 6

It's been a couple of days since I've been out of the hospital and Dad hasn't let me out of his sight, meaning I've been home from school for a couple of days now. But today, I've convinced him to let me go back to school, only because I can't stand hearing another one of Nichols bad jokes to help cheer me up but they only make it worse. In a funny way. They're honestly horrible.

"Are you honestly okay with this? You sure you don't want to stay home again, I can tell Nichols to stay away. I won't even let him come inside the house." Dad joked as we pulled up out the front of my school.

"Dad, even if you made Nichols stay outside, he'd only find his way in again. He's done it once, he'll only do it again." I told him trying to hold off my smile.

"That is true. But if you need anything, just call one of us and we'll be here in no time. Promise?"
"Dad, I don't have a phone, remember?"

"I know, that's why you're using my old one until the end of the day, then I'll get you a new one." He said, handing over his iPhone 6.

"I don't need a new one, I'll just use this one. Besides there's nothing wrong with it and I probably won't even need to use it."
"Okay babygirl, whatever you say. Now, get outta my car!" He jokingly said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Okay, I love you dad."

"I love you too babygirl." He said back to me as I climbed out of the car and made my way up the front stairs of the school. Watching Dad drive away, not before blowing me a kiss out the window. I smile at this.

"So the freak is back. I'm so sorry about the pool incident by the way." Taylor said, approaching me after realising Dad had left. "Yeah, I'm sorry you didn't drown." Her and her friends laughed.

I knew I had to be the bigger person here and so I decided to just try to ignore them. Easier said than done, I know.

"Excuse me, I have to get to class." I said tring to walk past them with my head down, clutching my books hard enough into my chest that I'm surprised I didn't crush my ribcage.

"Not so fast freak, I saw you just now with your daddy ," she taunts. "I love you daddy!" she mocks, Causing everyone around her to laugh.

I haven't even stepped foot into the school building and I can already feel an anxiety attack forming within my chest. I tried to ignore her and her pathetic words, but I know it's no use. She was right. I should've drowned in that pool. I felt the tears start to make their way from the back of my eyes, making my throat start to constrict making it hard for me to catch a breath.

"awh, is the little baby going to cry?" her and her followers laugh.

I couldn't take it, I had to get out of here.

I pushed my way through the crowd of laughing mockers that had formed and ran as fast as my anxiety filled body could run. I didn't even know where I was headed until I stopped to catch what little breath I had left and looked up to find myself inside the school gym. Making my way to the far left hand corner, out of sight, I pulled out the phone dad gave me this morning and dialed his number. By the time he answered my body had had enough. The last thing I remember saying is 'school gym' before I passed out.

I know it's kinda short but this is just so I can get the rest of the story underway. 
The reason I've had sudden inspiration for this story is because I have really bad anxiety and I pass out like Lily when it gets really bad. I've passed out at least 14-15 times due to anxiety (I honestly lost count but it's something like that) and yesterday I had another episode and I almost passed out but I laid down before it got to the point where I actually black out. The same thing happened last Monday I think it was, except I was in a public place and I had to lay down in front of everyone. But luckily I was over where not many people could see me in sort of a waiting room thing and I was behind a row of chairs so I don't think anyone saw me. But anyway, I hope you liked the chapter and the next one should be out very soon.

~ Caitlin