strawberries | brendon urie

78: "my anxiety is so fucking bad"

"dylan are you okay?"

amelia and hannah saw me run into the bathroom crying. my anxiety was really bad. "come outside please. we can talk" amelia pleaded. i sniffled and texted her
i just wanna be alone. thanks for caring though.
"yeah of course! we'll talk to you later"

i heard them leave. it was 1:38pm. meaning 7:38am in australia. i texted brendon: i need you. i waited a while for a response so i turned to sarah who told me to call her.

"hey! how are you?" she asked.
"i've been better..." i sniffled.
"are you crying? where are you?"
"the girls bathroom" i wiped my tears.
"what's wrong?"
"my anxiety is so  bad"
"have you had any anxiety attacks?"
"a few. and i really miss brendon"
"he's in the shower right now. have you been eating okay?"
"kinda..." i trailed off.
"oh love, you gotta eat properly. and drink lots of water. maybe have sone vitamins too, they could help"
"you're such a mom" i said randomly.
"i wish i was your mom" she sighed.
it was quiet for a while.
"im gonna head to class now. thanks for talking with me"
"yeah of course. i'll tell brendon you called"
"okay. thanks again"
"im always here for you. bye"