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I woke up being carried by Tyler, who was softly twisting my hair. I could tell he didn't realise he was doing it, which amused me. I looked around — we were in the airport, just about to go through security. Suddenly, I realised how many people were surrounding us. I could hear everyone's voices, every little noise combining into one, making my heart pound. I clung onto Tyler's shirt, trying to keep myself calm as it got louder and louder, beeps from the security systems running through my body.

"Ri?" Tyler asked. "What's wrong?"

I didn't answer, I just buried my head into Tyler's chest further.

I heard footsteps coming from behind me and I closed up once again.

"Excuse me sir?" Someone must've come up to Tyler. "I'm going to need you to wake this young lady up just so we can have her walk through security, if that's okay?"

"Of course."

Footsteps shuffled away as Tyler adjusted his grip so that I could put my feet on the ground.

"Where're Josh and Jenna?" I looked around.

"They were stuck at baggage claim. Josh called me and said they got their bags about ten minutes ago, so we shouldn't have to wait long." Tyler replied.

I nodded, placing a hand on my shoulder. I looked to the ground, breathing heavily.

"What's wrong Ri?" Tyler asked.

"I can't — I can't breathe."

It was true, my throat was closing up and my face was growing hot. There were too many people.

"Ri, it's alright. Breathe." Tyler pulled me closer to him, engulfing me in a comforting hug.

"I can't." I said again, my heart flipping around violently.

I began wringing my hands scratching all over, the urge to hurt myself coming to the surface.

"Aria, stop," Tyler said softly, holding his hands out. "Didn't you have your medication?"

"Josh has it."

We had left home early this morning, before both Josh and I usually have our medication, meaning I missed having mine this morning. I wasn't sure if Josh found a way to take his or not. Mine had been packed with his.

As soon as I placed my hands in Tyler's, I began to calm down. As my body rested into his, my heart began to slow down to its normal pace and my breathing calming down. We approached the security gate and a large man began to speak.

"If I could please see your boarding passes or passport for proof of identity, then you may step through here."

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