*WARNING* REPOSTING THIS BECAUSE I FORGOT TO MENTION IF YOURE SOMEONE WHO HAS ANXIETY ATTACKS/ PANIC ATTACKS THIS MAY BE TRIGGERING AND I REALLY WANT MY READERS TO BE SAFE AND HEALTHY AT ALL TIMES SO IF YOU DECIDE TO READ AND ITS TOO MUCH JUST SCROLL UNTIL YOU SEE THIS (*)
I also want to add that anxiety is so hard to go through but it does get better and if you're feeling upset or like you can't handle it please talk to someone <3 love you guys so much!
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Naomi's POV
"Naomi, what is going on?" I quickly walked inside and ran up the stairs. "What the hell happened?" Jordan followed me up to my room. My legs felt weak, my heart felt like it went at a thousand beats per minute, my vision blurry from all the tears. I used my arms to hold my bodies weight against my dresser. At this point, my throat felt like it was closing up. "Nay, you're scaring me, you've got to calm down."
"Get my mom Jordy, I can't breathe." Jordan's eyes widened as he ran out of the room. My mom quickly came in and ran up to me.
"Naomi, you've got to relax, look at me."
"I can't mommy— I can't—" I tried taking an inhalation but couldn't.
"Jordan help me get her into the bath." He ran into the bathroom and quickly got it started. "Sweetheart it's going to be okay, just relax you're breathing." Was the last I was able to consciously hear.
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The night ended with me fully clothed in my bathtub as my mom tried calming me down. It sounded so extreme but I genuinely couldn't remember the rest of the night, just endless amounts of crying and pain that never seemed to end. The next morning I woke up to my mom sleeping next to me and Jordan and my dad on my bedroom floor. Walking up to my bathroom I saw the tub, still full, my clothes all over the floor, just a mess. But above all I saw myself in the mirror, the bags under my eyes told the whole tale, and impossible to ignore what the hickey Mena had left on my neck the night before. I proceeded to brush my teeth and wash my face.
Quietly, I tiptoed off my bedroom and downstairs to the kitchen. A knock on the door made my heart stop. Slowly, I opened it to reveal the person I least expected to see.
"I came as soon as I could, my phone was out of battery and I—" I threw myself at her and gave her a hug.
"Thank you..." She squeezed me back tightly. "How'd you know?"
"Your mom called last night hysterical but I was at a dinner with my parent." Nasim walked in. "What happened last night Nay? Your mom said she hadn't see you had a panic attack like that since...you know." I could feel the tears in my eyes forming again. "Hey it's okay, come here. We're all here for you. Speaking of which, where's Mena?"
"Don't even mention him please."
"Wait, he caused this?" I nodded.
"We've been fighting for like the past week about something and yesterday Jordan told me to sort everything out and so I went to see him and then his mom and sister got there and wanted me to stay over for dinner and so I texted Jordy to pick me up because I really just didn't want to be there and when he saw Jordan he freaked out and he basically called me a slut. So yeah, so much for being the one."
"Wait why'd he called you a slut?" Nasim zoned out looking at my neck. "Is that a..."
"Don't ask, I'm still trying to figure out how I'm getting rid of it."
"You got a hickey?" I pulled my hair back to reveal the now purple mark on my neck. "That's actually insane."
"Yup."
"But wait I still don't get why he called you a slut."
"Because Jordan went to pick me up and he hates that I have guy friends. He literally went over to Scott and told him we couldn't hang out because I was his girlfriend."
"So...was his girlfriend?"
I sighed, "Was..." I rolled my eyes as I tried holding back the tears. "I feel so ridiculous you know? I told him I loved him, I do love him, I—"
"I know, Nay..." Nasim held me tightly. "But you know what I also know, you're so strong, and I mean for real. You're so beautiful and incredible. Sometimes, the time just isn't right...sometimes people need to change to be right for each other. Sometimes, people need to learn how to love themselves before they love another person, it's different for everyone. Any person in this world would be ridiculously lucky to have you."
"But I don't want any person..."
"I know you probably don't but right now, you need to do what is best for you. And if you feel like you can't be with him right now then that's it."
"It hurts so bad, Nas."
"I know it does baby but it gets better eventually I promise. You need time to heal and that's okay...now come on you've got to eat something."
"I can't eat right now."
"Well you're going to have too because I'm making you breakfast!" I looked down to my feet as I walked away from the kitchen counter. "Come on Nay, you can't shut yourself down. I need you to not be in bed twenty-four-seven. Winter formal is coming up, we have to get pretty and try on dresses!"
"Ah winter formal, love having to go alone after being asked in front of the whole school. I think I'm passing on this one Nas."
"No way! It's senior year you're not passing up anything."
"I don't even have a date."
"I'll get you a date, I promise just please." Nasim made puppy dog eyes at me. "Please just think about it."
"I'll think about it. I just won't exercise the act of being there."
"I have time to convince you but now you have to eat something, now come on." She placed a sandwich on the counter.
"I guess I should just eat my feelings away now that my mom won't make me take my birth control anymore, my pants were starting to get so tight."
"Atta girl, now eat up."
I took a bite and began to think, "Hey Nas?"
"Yeah?"
"Did I do the right thing?"
"Deep in your heart you know if you did or didn't."
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