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panic attack (one shot)

boyxboy
couple: (imaginary characters I made up..)
Monty & Elio
Pov: Elio

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I made my way to class, my few books and binders in hand. It had been a particularly rough day. A rough week, for that matter. But I couldn't afford to ditch again. The principal had already warned me.

So I went on to class, taking a seat further to the back. I was earlier than everyone else. I rested my chin on my arms upon the desk as my eyes grazed upon each individual to walk through the door, waiting for a certain someone to come through.

As the final bell rang, Monty, my love, and three other people finally walked in heading to their seats. I exhaled slowly, and closed my eyes, mentally preparing for the rest of the day.

I opened my eyes as someone walked past me. The random other guy slightly grazed my arm on accident.

Suddenly I felt vulnerable. Like everything that had happened those months ago was happening all over again. Those feelings of fear, anxiety, and impending doom.

It had been a while since this had happened, and I wasn't sure what it was, or why. But when it did, it felt like I was gonna die. It feels like i'm gonna die.

My eyes scurried around the room, looking for something to distract myself. I felt my breathing quicken, and it felt as if I couldn't fill my lungs, like there wasn't enough air to breath. I am gonna die.

I felt a few heads turn to look at me, and I ignored the stares.

Monty tapped my arm from the seat beside me.

"hey, you okay?" he whispered.

I began hyperventilating as the walls began closing around me, and it seems like it was a million degrees.

My chest hurt like it would burst, and I could feel myself begin to lose control.

I need to get out of here.

I got up out of my seat and ran all the way to the bathroom down the hall.

I was glad to see no one else was in there.

I couldn't seem to catch my breath as I fell against the bathroom wall, sliding down to the floor.

Tears flowed down my cheeks and my throat throbbed from my labored breaths.

It felt like I was suffocating.

I gripped my chest as my legs pushed against the ground, willing myself to be able to breath.

I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping this would pass, but with each passing second, it just became harder to breath, harder to be alive.

My ears began ringing and muffled all the noise around me.

I felt someone grab my shoulders gently, and they were saying something but I could no longer hear.

I opened my eyes as they stung, looking up to see Monty kneeling in front of me.

"I ca-an't b-breath" I struggled to get out.

He opened his mouth but I couldn't hear anything.

"me! Listen to me Elio!" Monty said urgently. Slowly my hearing came back, though it still sounded muffled. I looked up at him waiting for him to speak.

It became harder to breath and I found myself dizzy, nauseous, and my vision became foggy. I fought to keep my eyes open as my head lulled to the side and I began falling to the ground.

I felt Monty catch my head before it hit the ground, but it felt like I couldn't move. He moved me into his lap, holding me. I still couldn't seem to breathe, but I managed to open my eyes. He held my head in his protective arms, and I my hearing became somewhat audible again.

"Hey, look at me Elio. You're going to be okay, just breathe. Breathe in through your nose, out through your mouth. Come on Elio, you can do this."

I tried breathing in and out, and it slowly got easier, as oxygen finally began filling my lungs.
This had happened before, but it always happened when I was alone, and it almost always ended with me passed out in my bed, not knowing what else to do about it.

I had no idea how Monty would react, but I was so glad that he had been there. I don't know what I would've done if I was alone.

"Are you okay?" Monty asked softly, pushing my hair out of my face.

I shook my head no, and felt my eyes fill with tears.

Monty pulled my up to him, coddling my head in his hands.

"I'm so s-sorry I'm like this Mont-ty" I stuttered.

"Shhhh. It's okay, Elio, it isn't your fault. I love you, you're gonna be okay baby." he murmured, rubbing his hands against the small of my back.

Slowly he let me go and stood up, helping me get up as well. My legs felt like jello, and they shook as I got up, threatening to give out beneath me.

Monty caught me as I nearly fell, allowing me to put my weight onto him, and using his arms to somewhat stabilize myself. He wrapped his arm around me, helping me walk out of the bathroom.

"I'm so fucking tired." I admitted. He looked over to me, smiling a little.

"We are gonna go to my house. I'll take care of you."

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god this is the shittiest one shot i've ever written

SORRY i kinda cut this short sjdhdh. Ilu all who've stuck with me through all of this. Dms are always open. ❥❥❥