*February 1980*
Trigger Warning: This chapter will discuss depression and anxiety so if this topic makes you uncomfortable, please skip this chapter and wait for the next update.
(Y/N) faces something she never thought she would: a state of depression. She's starting to miss home and her family. Andy helps her cope through it.
(Y/N)'s POV:
We are in the second month of the New Year. I'm halfway done with my album, we are planning the wedding, and so much other things are happening.
Don't get me wrong, this life I would not trade it for anything still right now. Not having to be in school is so nice. But, I'm starting to feel homesick. I miss my mom, my siblings, my dad. Everything that made life bareable in the future isn't here.
Having Karen and Andy being healthy and living well past their 30s is my mission and I have to finish this mission.
Today I already went to the studio with Richard to lay down some more vocals for some songs. Richard let me record some drum parts. Did I forget Karen's been teaching me how to drum? I know the basics so Richard thought it would be important to include me on my album.
I got home from the studio around 1 and I picked up some lunch from In N Out Burger. Gosh forbid I do go back to my old life, I want to savor these burgers and fries from In N Out.
I put on my favorite lazy clothes and sat in the chair by the window eating. I had the radio on low, listening to a country station. I stared out the window, watching the birds picking at the ground.
So much weight and stress was on my shoulders. I couldn't take it today. I tried to keep this fake smile on. It was just me, not the way the world was. Everyone goes through spells like this. They say distract yourself. But, it wasn't working today.
Andy was off somewhere pricing some tuxedos for the wedding and doing some promotional stuff for his new album After Dark, so I had the house to myself.
I was picking at my fries and burger when I just caved into my nervous breakdown.
I threw my food on the chair and just let out one of the biggest screams possible. It didn't help John Denver's Take Me Home, Country Roads was playing on the radio.
I let my emotions take over. I let the tears fall. I did not care who heard me or what anyone was thinking. My mental health at this moment was in need. I cried hard.
Was my life hard? No. Did I have it easy compared to thousands of girls in the future or today? Yes I did. Was overthinking and unable to process my emotions? Definitely.
I was grabbing a handful of tissues when I heard the front door open and shut.
"Crap," I mumbled to myself.
I didn't think Andy would be home this soon.
I looked at myself in the living room mirror and just shrugged when I saw Andy looking back at me.
"Darling...? What's the matter?" Andy looking me up and down concerned.
"I , um, had a nervous break down. I'm sorry," I told him, not making eye contact.
"Darling what caused it? You've had a anxiety attack before I know. Shhh its ok," Andy said holding me close in his arms.
"I'm just homesick I guess. So much has changed in such short time. It's not bad change, its good and I need to realize that. All this hard work isn't just for nothing," I told him.
Andy caressed my messed up ombre hair, " I'm here darling. You know you can always talk to me."
"I know love, I'm sorry," I kept mumbling.
"Stop saying sorry darling. You have nothing to be sorry for. Let's get your makeup cleaned off you look like Alice Cooper," Andy said laughing.
His laugh always made me smile so I giggled.
"See, there's my favorite sound," Andy said while we walked up the stairs.
"I love you Andy. I don't know what I'd do without you," I said while we walked into the bathroom.
"You saved me. I'm the one who's lucky. I love you most," Andy told me as he cleaned my face for me.
He was such a gentleman and I can't get over how my luck is trying to save him.
"Now see, there's my beautiful darling," Andy said kissing my face.
"Thank you love," I said wrapping my arms around him.
"Let's go look at some wedding idea stuff," Andy said guidng me back downstairs to get my food and my bridal magazines.
I have to hold on to this life. I'm the change that Andy needed.