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It was new years eve 2015 soon to be 2016. Normally I'd love new years eve but last year my mums best friends husband had started to well creep me out... I know he wasn't going to hurt me like the monster but I still felt like he was going to. He was always kind of a creep but my parents were friends with him so I had to deal with it.
I was feeling really bad today ,worse than usual what was incredibly rare. I decided the only way to try and cheer up was to message someone. But who??
There was Gail. No she's with her new friends who hate me and scare me. There was Emily. No she's in New Zealand in a tennis tournament. There was Lucy. She's too innocent to know about my problems and I wasn't that close to her. There was Penny? Definitely not don't want more arguing... Then there was Laura... the 50, 50 question should I message her? Would it help would it make things worse? There's only one way to find out...
At 1:20 I made the best decision of my life I decided to message Laura just a simple "Hey" but it would lead into so much more.
At 1:27 Laura messaged me back saying "Hey wuu2?"
For those of you who don't know what wuu2 means it translates to what you up to.
The conversation went smoothly and calmly it wasn't cheering me up much but it was nice to talk to her. We talked for hours and hours and hours. At one point Laura and I made ourselves into super heroes. She was the sidekick but a dog as well... We were joking around just like we used too. It was brilliant.
At 6 p.m. they arrived. In the house was me, James, my mum, my dad, My mums best friend, her husband and their son. Julie was at her boyfriends house what was partly annoying for me seeing as I felt like she was my protection from evil sometimes. But I had to be independent...strong.
This was when the nightmare started.
He was joking around with me because of the top he was wearing with marine fish on it. Then he took my hand and kissed it. I know this may sound stupid but it made me feel physically sick. I laughed jokingly and nervously but I was screaming and crying inside and my first instinct...was weirdly...to message Laura...for the first time in a year...my first thought was to message Laura...
I quickly made an excuse and rushed into the kitchen. I texted Laura as quickly as I could.
"Laura help me please I'm I can't breath."
"It's okay Charlie it's okay you're having a panic attack."
A panic attack? I never have panic attacks. Not me.
"You need to open a window and get a drink."
I complied and quickly got a big cup of water and I climbed onto the side and opened the window and sat right next to it.
"Okay tell me 5 things you can see."
That was an odd thing for her to say but okay.
I answered her quickly then she continued.
"That's really good Charlie now 4 things you can touch."
I answered again.
"Now 3 things you can hear."
I answered again.
"Now 2 things you can smell."
I answered again.
"That's really good nearly there now one thing you can taste."
Slowly I started to calm down and I began to breath normally.
"Thank you so much Laura that really helped. How did you know how to do that?"
"I've had a lot of experience."
This shocked me a lot.
And then I made the decision. I told her everything. The cutting the depression. The anxiety. How I felt about her and Cassie. Everything. She proceeded to tell me how she actually was having problems with her as well.
Later we created a system to use to see if we were okay. Green was really good next was blue then yellow then red and lastly black, that was the worst. We talked for more hours. She was having a meal with her family and I was enjoying talking to my mums best friend. It soon reached midnight and we phoned each other quickly.
"HAPPY NEW YEARS!"
"HAPPY NEW YEARS!"
"Thank you for earlier Laura that helped so much."
"You're welcome Charlie I'm sorry I haven't been there for you recently I really am I'm so sorry. I love you."
"I love you too Laura it's okay I forgive you." And with that we ended the call and I got a feeling I hadn't felt for years something that I missed so badly...hope.
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Ficção GeralSometimes do you just want to escape? Run from everything you hold dear to you. For me that isn't an option. I'm trapped inside my own prison. My own mind...my own story. But hey it could be worse. So enough dawdling let's get this party started...
