Attention Seeker // Luke Hemmings au

Chapter Two // Diana

Two days. 

It's been two days since I've seen my best friend, my other half, my lifeline, Ciel Winters. He's the one who keeps me grounded, the one who'd risk his life for me. Knowing that used to scare me, but in a way it also made me feel safe. But now my safety blanket has been ripped away, and it feels like I've been drenched in ice water.

"Yo, home-biscuit. It's Ciel--"

"Ciel? Thank gods! I was so worried about--"

"I can't make it to the phone right now. I'll call you back later. Holla at me via voice-mail."

Beep.

He's such an idiot. First of all, who still says holla? Second of all, via? Uh, how about no. Sometimes I question his sanity. It's no wonder he hasn't had a girlfriend yet at the age of seventeen. 

"Hey, Ciel. If you don't start answering your phone, I swear. I'm losing my mind without you. Please call me back. I probably sound extremely selfish, but I don't care. I need you. I know things have been rough lately, but you have to stay. For me."

There isn't much else to say, I figure as I press 'end call.' I slip my phone in to my pocket and head down the hallway, past my sister's room. She shouts something at my back about my shirt, but I keep walking. She's irrelevant, honestly.

Don't get me wrong, I love my sister. It's just the fact that we're only two years apart, but she thinks she's some sort of genius and says that everything I do is incorrect. I mean, it's whatever. I couldn't care less about her opinion, it's just... annoying sometimes, you know?

I head into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. For a moment, I just stare at my reflection in the full body mirror attached to the back of the door. Maybe Athena was right about my shirt. It's black and sleeveless with a big skull on the front, matched with a pair of bright blue skinny jeans, and black Chuck Taylors. I've never been insecure about myself, but sometimes Athena honestly makes me feel two feet tall. 

I lean closer to the mirror and brush a lock of hair from my eyes, staring at my reflection. It's like I'm having a staring contest with myself, and the realization doesn't make me feel much better. I sigh, turning away and catching my reflection in the large mirror in front of the sink. What's wrong with me? Why am I letting my stupid sister's opinion get to me? God, I'm even more stupid than she is. 

I take a deep breath and tie my hair back into a loose ponytail. What am I doing? I have no right to let myself sink back down to... this. I'm so much better than that... or at least, I hope I am. I chew on the inside of my lip, beginning to hate my reflection more and more. Before I can do anything about it, my phone begins to ring.

I pull it out of my pocket, glancing at the name flashing across the screen. Ciel. In that moment, I forget about everything. Who cared about my problems? Ciel had enough on his own, and if he needed help, I need to give it to him.

"H-Hello?" My voice catches and I grimace.