Are You Happy Now?

entry seven.

I felt sick hearing your voice today. I want to cry to Stephen about what you did to me yesterday. You try talking to me in art but I fake feeling sick and go to the nurses office saying I'm sick. She believes me after the second time I run to the bathroom to 'throw up'.

I text George seeing if he was home. He tells me he has a day off so I go to his place. His parents are at work so I open the door with the key I had and saw him on the sofa wrapped up in a blanket on the sofa. I inhale softly as I close my eyes shutting the door behind me and placing my bag on the floor. He lifted the blanket with his arm and told me to hurry so I lay next to him. His arms fell over me and I felt protected. I slipped out that I haven't been eating on accident and worry consumed him. He immediately got up and told me to get my shoes on because we were going to get food. I told him I wasn't hungry but he called me out knowing he knew I was. 

He took me out to get some of my favorite food knowing I would eat it. It was nice to have some food in my stomach, it felt even better that it came from George's love for me. Cuddling and making out were the only things we did when we got back to his apartment. My anxiety, stress, sadness, worry, all melted away with every minute I spent with him. I told him I wanted to go back home since my parents were probably on their way home. He held my hand and walked me back to my parents apartment and made sure I got home safely before giving me one last kiss on my forehead and bringing me in. 

So here I am writing in this diary feeling good for once whilst listening to my favourite song. I took my medication because of George.  

I love you George.