Eighty Days of Heartache

the thirty-forth day;

THE THIRTY—FORTH DAY;

*INCOMING CALL FROM IVY*

hey, ivy—

you've been off for two consecutive days. what's  up, doe?

nothings wrong, i just haven't been feeling myself for the last two days.

and i'm no longer vegan. seriously. what's wrong? luke and i are worried to death, i swear i'm losing hair over you right now.

if i tell you, promise you won't freak out on me.

cross my heart and hope to fucking die.

i had an anxiety attack for the first time in ages, two days ago, and it was because of theo.

have you told anyone other than me?

huh, you didn't freak out.

i did cross my heart and hope to fucking die if i did freak out on you. i mean, i'm freaking out internally, but hey, i'm too valuable to you to die.

true story, bro.

anyway; have you told anyone other than me about you having an anxiety attack?

nero knows because he was there.

shit— what happened?

he saw me having an anxiety attack in the bathroom, and came in to help so i told him to leave.

what did he do?

he left.

he left you alone to deal with your anxiety attack? what the fuck?

i did ask him to go —

don't defend him.

ivy—

he may be your boyfriend but that was a shitty move on his behalf.

he was just doing as i asked him too—

jesus fucking christ, fawn — you don't let a girl go through an anxiety attack by herself—

jesus fucking christ, ivy — i told him to leave!

—especially if that girl is your girlfriend.

oh my god, it's not his fault! i told him to leave so he did. i was embarrassed and didn't want him to see me in that state.

theo stayed with you when you had that anxiety attack in front of him! and this was after you broke up.

he caused that attack! he causes them all!

not all of them, how can you even say that?! theo's a shitty person—

that he is—