~Belladonna's POV~
I paced my living room and ran my hands through my hair. Things were going a little too fast with Mitty and
Only his brother knew about me. And
I was exhausted from shoots these past couple of days.
I stopped and when there was a knock on the door. I paused my Blackbear playlist and walked over to the front door. I opened it and Clinton stood there,with a boy with short blonde hair,just an inch or two shorter than him.
"Hey Bella. Mitty said you've been feeling really stressed out recently. Uh he's out visiting our parents right now. This is our life long best friend Christian." He explained.
I relaxed and hugged him. "It's so nice to see a friendly face." I breathed with relief.
He hugged me tight. "It's good to finally see you in person too. Is it okay if we come in,or are you more comfortable outside?" He asked.
"Oh my gosh! Yes! I'm so so sorry. Please come in!" I replied with a slightly embarrassed laugh.
They stepped in and kicked off their shoes. I hung their hoodies on the rack and walked them to the living room. "Do you guys want anything? Drinks? Snacks?" I asked them.
"Uh just a glass of water please?" Christian asked politely.
I nodded and walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a clean glass from the cupboard and filled it with cold water.
I walked over and handed it to him then sat in the sofa chair across from them. "Thank you." He said kindly.
I simply smiled and nodded. "How are you guys? I can't imagine how draining studio must be right now.." "I mean Mitty told me you just got off your about a month ago.. sounds a little hectic.." "how do do you manage?" I asked them.
"Don't worry about us. What about you? Are you taking it easy? Are you okay? Mitty said you had a suicide scare.." Clinton replied.
I looked down at the floor and hugged one of my knees to my chest. I nodded. "Yea... I was feeling too overwhelmed.." I replied hesitantly.
"Are you okay now?" Christian asked softly,reaching over and putting his hand on mine. It was warm and soft.
I nodded. "He's been taking great care of me and texting to check up.. sending cute littl positive affirmations.. which I appreciate abundantly." "Other than my thoughts being way too loud to bear today.. I've been okay." I explained reassuringly.
"That sounds like him. He's always all in.. with his whole heart and head on when it comes to taking care of the people he loves." "He's the most beautiful angel anyone could ever meet." Christian replied.
I nodded with a soft smile. "Ya wanna talk about what's bothering you?" Clinton asked.
I thought it over for a second. "I have feelings for Mitty... And I haven't had feelings for anyone,in the longest time.. and I know it seems super fast.." "But I really have real feelings.. and they're freaking me out. It's just really really intense.." I explained.
"C'mere." Clinton replied softly, opening his arms.
I got up and sat by him and he pulled me into a cuddly hug. Christian sat on the other side of me so I was between the two,and joined the hug. I wrapped one arm around Clinton,and wrapped my other arm around Christian.
"Thank you so much." I whispered.
"Of course. Any time sweetheart. We've gotcha,always. It's gonna be okay. I promise." Christian replied. He softly kissed my forehead,as I looked at him.
"And hey,if you don't wanna tell him yet, we'll keep it our secret. And if you wanna tell him, we'll be here as emotional support in case you feel overwhelmed." He explained fondly.
"For now,let's all take a deep breath. Let's name our favorite things about Mitty,and we can trade life stories yea? Unless you got anything else that's bothering you Hun?" Clinton chimed in sweetly.
I took a deep breath and so did they.
"It's just photography work. Ya know going out early,staying out till... Uuhh a little after sunset.." "staying up all night,editing.. it's just kind of tolling is all.." "don't get me wrong.. I wouldn't trade being a photographer for anything.. but it's instilled a bad habit Perfectionism into me.." "and sometimes that overrides everything.. I'm just tired.. emotionally and mentally." I explained with a sigh.
"We understand that. Especially me. I help direct our music videos and create our merch,so I perfectly understand that,more than the rest of our band." "But Hey, we're proud of you. We're so proud of you. And we're so glad you opened up to us. We're always gonna be here for you." Clinton replied.
I hugged him tight. "That means more than you'll ever know." I replied.
"Now how about,I fix us up some snacks,and We tell you some hilarious stories from tour?" Christian asked.
"I'd greatly appreciate that." I replied with a fond smile.
