Antidote (Jacksepticeye x reader)

Chapter 37

My breathing qickened, my whole body shook, my vision blurred, and my thoughts were scrambled. I couldn't focus on anything in front of me, even though the only thing in front was the door and it's sliver handle. My body was swaying back and forth, I couldn't grab it and walk inside the house. I wasn't alright, I was panicking hard, for something so small. My, if I'm correct, eighth panic attack, since I turned fifteen.

I was sent out to find my cousin's child, who I left at the park, and when I went back, he wasn't there. I looked everywhere, around the school, around the townhouse near the park I left him there, even the mall, and he wasn't there. So I shakily walked back home, without a child, and now she's going to have my ass. I started hyperventilating on my way back, and now I'm just full out panicking.

I sucked it up, and entered the house, but didn't go upstairs to where everyone else was. I went downstairs and down to one of the guest bedrooms, locking the door behind me and whipping out my phone. With my shakey hands, I dialed in Jack's number and put my phone up to my ear, pacing around the room and biting onto my nails.

"Hello?" He sounded like he was in a deep sleep before I called.

"B-baby..." my voice trembled, "I-I-I can't f-find the child...a-and..." hot tears streamed down my face and my hands flew to my hair and gripped onto it.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's alright. Listen Ashley," he started. He sounded like he was running around, "breath Ashley, breath for me. Take long and deep breaths." Everything that he said flew over my head since I was too busy crying over him.

"Se-Sean....I...lost the....I n-need...please Sean." My panicking got worse, to the point where my feet started to occasionally get numb, and my stomach twisted and turned. I couldn't stay on my two feet and almost collapsed on the bed.

"Ashley, Ahsley listen. Breath, in and out baby. I'll stay on the phone with you, but please, take deep breaths." He said, using sound effects to guide me. To a certian length, it worked and I could finally feel my legs again, but my stomach was still upset. I rushed over to the garbage room at the front of the room, crouched down in front of it and everything I had to eat up untill this point came back up. Tears started to cloud my vision.

I wiped my mouth and contiuned to follow what Sean said until he was here. He opened the room door, seeing me on the ground, breathing heavily. He still looked very tired by the way he dressed and how untidy his hair was.

"Hey," he started, coming up behind me and holding me bridal style, "it ok, I'm here, I'm right here." I grabbed onto his shirt as rocked me back and forth, taking in his sweet scent. My breathing slowed down, but my hands were still very shakey.

"It's ok, everything's alright," he reassured, patting my head. My nerves calmed down a bit, but heated back up once I heard him sigh deeply above me. I knew he was upset about me; displeased that he had to deal with me while I'm in another one of my panic attacks.

"I-I-I know y-you're pissed off, s-s-so you could l-leave if I'm dragging y-ou down." I attempted to say through my tears and sobs.