Rose Colored Boy - dreamwastaken

chapter three

tw panic attacks? other heavy mental health stuff but nothing serious just talk

When she woke up, both Patches and Dream were gone, and she had a blanket draped over her. Blair's phone was plugged in by her backpack, which she assumed was Dream's doing. She turned it back on.

Fifteen missed calls from Adam, two from Mom, one from Dad, and twenty two unread messages. Also, it was two a.m.

Blair could hear Dream laughing from down the hall, probably streaming or joined in on someone else's. He seemed busy.

She stepped out to sit on the balcony to call her mom. It was only eleven p.m. in Washington.

"Hello?" Her mom picked up on the second ring.

"Hi mom, it's Blair," she said softly.

"Hi sweetie, how are you doing? Aspen said you and Adam weren't doing so well."

The sound of her mom's voice made Blair well up with tears. It had been over a year since she had gone to visit home. "Um," she said shakily. "No, not really. Did he show you what happened?"

"Yeah. Are you okay? Are you staying in a hotel?"

"No, I am at a friends house, they came and picked me up. Adam doesn't know where I am."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know," Blair sighed. She swallowed thickly, and she had to focus to breathe normally. "What do I do, mom?"

"It's okay, sweetheart, we'll figure this out." Blair's mom had always been good at helping Blair through her most overwhelming moments, which was the biggest reason Blair was so hesitant to move away from Washington. "Are you somewhere safe now?"

Blair nodded before she remembered that her mom couldn't see her. "Yes."

"Okay, so that's the first step. Do you want to fix things with Adam? You can say no," her mom sad calmly.

Blair paused. She loved Adam. And who else would put up with all of her buzzing and forgetfulness? She remembered when he used to make her laugh, and how he would go out of his way to spend time with her brothers.

She thought about what going back to Adam would be like. A long, heartfelt apology from her, about pushing him so far on the stream. Blair felt a sinking feeling in her stomach at the memory. It was so dumb of her to keep pressuring him into apologizing, especially in front of so many people.

Then what? They go back to how it was before? Would she snap again if she lost her train of thought?

"Mom, am I going crazy?" Blair asked suddenly.

"What? No, no, what makes you say that?"

"I just," she started tumbling over her words. "I feel like I can't think straight, and- and I get all in my head and then- and then I snap. And I just made such a big deal out of what he said to me, like-like- he was trying to hurt my feelings? And then I just left? And he called me a bunch of times, because he is worried, or whatever, and I just left him. No warning, no note, nothing. What kind of person does that?"

"Blair!" Her mom said sternly. "You are not crazy! You need to take a second, and breathe again." She took a few deep breaths through the phone to guide Blair before she continued. "You are not crazy. And you were not overreacting. I saw the whole video, sweetie, you were not overreacting. What he did was not okay. Adam needs to apologize to you for grabbing your arm like that, and ignoring you. And your friend, did they see the stream, too? What do they think?"