Crumbling

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It's terrifying, really, how one second you're perfectly fine, and the next, you're struggling to breathe.

It's stupid, to think that people don't care about you, but in reality, they love you.

It's scary, how you could be on your phone, and the next, you're about to pass out, with one person telling you to "breathe" and "it will be okay". And the other person calling one of they're friends, asking what to do.

Pan•ic at•tack:
A sudden feeling of acute and disabling anxiety.

"It's okay Piper, just breathe." Mark said pushing the hair out of my face.

Mark P.O.V

Oh my god. Do I call an ambulance or do I wait it out?

I told Jack to call Felix, (pewdiepie) he's on the phone with him right now.

"Jack! Can you get me a wet cloth!" I yelled as I felt Piper's forehead get sweaty. "Yea! I'm coming!"

He runs in with a wet cloth and puts it on Piper's forehead. "Felix! I don't know!" I heard Jack say.

Piper was crying and breathing heavily at the same time.

"Shhh baby girl it will be over soon." I coed as I was dabbing the rag on her face.

"Mark. I. Really. can't. breathe." She screamed.

(A.N Don't even think like that. Ya nasty.)

"It's okay. It's gonna be okay."

"Jack! What is Felix saying!" I yelled to him.

"He asked how long her panic attack has been!"

"It's been more than 10 minutes!"
"Shït. We need to go to the hospital. Now!" He said frantically as he was gathering our things.

"Okay! Hold on!" I lifted up Piper, and grabbed the car keys.

She cried harder at the thought of going to the hospital. I know she doesn't like hospitals.

•••

She's squirming in the backseat. Hitting the seats and kicking her feet on the door.

Tears gather in my eyes, as I see her calling for help, without using words. Just actions.

As they say, actions are stronger than words.

•••

We get to the hospital and I can't pick her up cause she's trying to push me off and stay in the car.

"Jack can you please get someone to help me get her." I say as tears roll down my face.

He nods and runs inside of the building.

A minute passes and some workers come out.

Oh my god. Fück, what was I thinking?
There are three men and a woman coming out of the building.

She's going to freak out even more.

They get her out of the car and she starts screaming bloody murder.

She ended up kicking one of the men in the face, and I rush over to her.
"Come on Piper." I say as I pick her up.

We were walking in and she was repeatedly hitting me on the chest while screaming.

They take her in on a gurney and a male doctor comes over to Jack and I.

"We will give her a shot that makes her drowsy for a while and wait for her to calm down."

"Okay."

•••

We waited for an hour until the doctor can out to tell us that we could go in to see her, she would just be kind of sleepy.

"Hey, how do you feel?" I asked as I walked in.

"Sleepy."
"You can go to sleep."
"I don't wanna."
"Why?"
"I have bad dreams."

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