Anxiety [Muke af]

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Luke.

Luke Hemmings.

A tall blonde boy.

A tall, broken, blonde boy.

He has depression and severe anxiety.

And he basically hates his life, hates himself, hates being around people.

•

"Luke?" Liz knocked on the locked door "Luke?" she knocked again "Luke... please open." she again knocked "Lukey..."

Behind the locked bedroom door, Luke sat, his knees up to his chest, shaking, breathing heavily and silently crying.

Panic attacks.

It was the first day of senior year in High School tomorrow, and Luke... well, let's just say he wasn't ready, this was basically him every morning when he had to go to school.

Liz, his mother, was concerned about her boy, he had been like that since he started in day care. They've taken him to billions of therapist's, but none of them really helped.

"Luke, please open the door? It's going to be okay, okay? Please open the door?", Liz begged with a sigh.

Luke swallowed thickly, still breathing heavily. He shakingly stood up from his bed, and walked over to his door, unlocking it. Liz's heart broke when she saw his tear stained cheeks, and the trembling bottom lip of her son.

"Mum.. Mum, I- I can't do it."

A sad smile formed on his mothers lips "Luke... You have to, sweetie-"

"No, no! Please, mum! please?", he begged, tears again streaming down his cheeks. Liz didn't say anything, she just opened up her arms, Luke immediately embraced her.

"Luke, you have to, dear. You're strong, you can do it."

•

Liz dropped Luke of at school the next day, much to Luke's protests.

Okay Luke, you're strong! You can do this, He thought to himself, as he stepped foot into the school, but that changed when a guy bumped into him, the guy mumbled a 'sorry' and kept talking to his friends.

Okay! Maybe not! Why did you have to stand in his way?! You always do everything wrong!

He felt his heartbeat pick up and it became hard to breathe.

Great! Fucking great!

He made it to his first class, which was history, well at least, he could just sit there and listen, trying to calm himself down.

Don't cry, Luke! Don't cry! 'cause then everybody is gonna look at you, and think you're fucking weird! Probably more than they already do!

"Linda Johnson?"

"Here"

"Luke Hemmings?... "

Silence.

"Luke? is there a Luke Hemmings?"

Luke snapped out of his thoughts when a girl poked him in the side and pointed at the teacher "Here.", He said quietly "Alright.. next time I say your name, you listen, okay mister Hemmings?", the teacher sternly said, making the class chuckle. Luke flushed red, again, his breathing picked up, and he struggled to breath again. He really, really school.