Raised By Wolves

Chapter 17

Emily's POV time skip: few days

I woke up the next day by Ryan shaking me awake. Asshole. Jacky did not keep me up. I made him go to his room. Sometimes a girl needs her space.

"What do you need Ryan?" I ask with slight annoyance.

"I need your opinion. Let me reword that. I have a question for you. Your decision could affect your and Jack's relationship." Ryan said slightly smiling. I didn't like the sound of that at all.

"Hit me with your best shot." I say sitting up and patting the spot next to me. Ryan sat down and looked me in the face.

"Do you want to move in with Jacky?" Ryan asked me looking me in the face. In all honesty, yes I wanted to move in with Jack. I don't want to lose my brother, I don't want my brother to think I'm leaving him hangin.

"Whatever you say isn't going to bother me. I love you, I'm not losing you and you're not leaving me or losing me."

"Oh how I love that you can read my mind. I'd love to move with Jacky. No ones ever gonna replace you because you pretty much raised me." I say hugging Ryan. He really needed it. He's been deep in thought for days, it kind of worried me.

Jacky's POV

It's me and Emily's 6 month mark. We need to do something special to do for it but I don't know what to do.

I'm trying to keep my breathing steady to prevent an anxiety attack, when anxiety hits me it hits me like a fucking truck. It sucks. You can't breath and your heart rate speeds up. You can't really calm down from them either.

Too late. My eyes start watering and I can't breath. My backs against the wall and I'm just trying to let it pass so Ryan and Emily don't have to see me weak like this. That's when the door opens and I see the familiar black skate shoes Emily wears all the time.

"Jacky, breath. Deep breaths." Emily said sitting next to me but not too close. I didn't say anything but I tried to copy her breathing.

"Hey it's okay, Jack. I get them all the time. Relax you'll be okay it's not the end of the world." I kept trying to focus on what she was saying and trying to breath properly.

I got everything under control but I still kept crying. Sometimes you just gotta let it out. Emily got up a few minutes ago to get a glass of water and her anxiety medication.

Emily came back and helped me up off of the floor and to my bed. I really like Emily. She sticks by your side when you're upset. She makes a really good person to adore, and just a really good person after all.

By the time I was done my whole body was shaking and my eyes looked horrible and bloodshot. She really knows how to calm someone down. I just laid under the blankets and fell asleep because I just gotta say, anxiety disorders make you tired.