"Evelyn!" I tried to look up at the person who was calling out my mine. It was hard to do right now considering I had spots in my vision and I couldn't breathe.
Crimson hair came into my line of vision as Fiona knelt down beside me. For a brief moment it looked like she was debating rather to confront me through touch or not.
Making up of own mind, Fiona gently takes her right arm and wraps it around me.
"It's okay. Your having a panic attack just slowly breath in than back out." She says in a soothing tone which makes me more relaxed.
I try my best to follow her instructions. I inhale than I exhale. I repeat this a few times until my heart rate feels more regular.
Looking at Fiona I almost couldn't believe it. I did break up with her after all and her she was offering words of comfort. I didn't know Fiona very well. Everything I known about her was always through gossip I heard at school and well I tried not to pay much attention to that.
I could still see Fiona's emerald eyes behind her glasses as she goes to adjust them from sliding down her nose.
I tried to open my mouth to speak but no words came out. She just give me a tight smile than releases me from her embrace.
"It's cold. We should get you home." Fiona remarks suddenly looking away from me.
I wanted ask who was we, when Karin lanky body appeared on the other side of me. I didn't even notice that he was here.
"You shouldn't of told her anything." My best friend scolds at Fiona.
"You was the one that suggested I talk to her! I didn't tell her anything." Fiona eyebrows scrunch in confusion.
"We should just focus on getting her out of here." Karin huffs clearly over the conversation.
I didn't know what was going on, what else was new. All I know is the blanket around me was incredibly soft and the pillow that my head was resting on was like a cloud.
I open my eyes and stretch out only to hit someone with my arm. Over to my left Fiona was laying, her crimson hair was sprawled out across the white pillow.
Her glasses were off which made her tiny freckles more visible to the eye. She looked so peaceful at this moment.
Feeling like a bit of a creep I avert my eyes and sit up carefully, so I wouldn't wake her up.
I remember this room from the gala. Which leads me to believe I was at Fiona's house.
Her room was painted a deep shade of red and various Polaroid photos were plastered on her wall near her desktop.
"Morning." The red head yawns stretching out. Which causes her blue shirt to slightly raise up exposing a slight view of her abdominal.
Did all of these gorgeous girls have abs? Feeling my face begin to heat I quickly respond with a good morning while trying look anywhere but her.
I looked like the walking dead when I woke up , nothing compared to Fiona who made bed head look good.
"You had an panic attack yesterday. Karin and I decided you should spend the night over with me considering everything." Fiona says sheepishly while hunting for her glasses.
Flashes of what happened came back to me and suddenly I felt my body stiffen up. Not wanting to cause my self another panic attack I try to calmly ask Fiona where my best friend was currently.
"Actually after he left me in care of you, he said he had something take care of. If there is one thing I know about Karin thought it's he wouldn't leave you with someone he knew had bad intentions with you." Fiona babbled on rubbing the back of her neck a sign I realized she does when she's nervous.
Clearing her throat like she had a knot formed in it Fiona asks, "Was you checking out my photos?"
Heat begin to raise in my cheeks and I shake my head no which only causes Fiona to cock her head at me with curiosity.
Hopping off the bed Fiona makes her way over to me near her computer desk and points out a picture of a little red head girl and a dark haired little boy who had his arms crossed in the picture like he didn't want to be there.
"That's a picture of me and Daniel."
Fiona gives me a small smile while I look at her with confusion evident on my face.
"We was about thirteen in this photo. We both was forced into a summer camp that summer by our parents." Fiona smiles at the fond memory.
"We both were a little bit rebellious. Neither one of us wanted to be there, so we tried almost anything you can think of to get kicked out." Fiona eyes turned sad recollecting this memory.
Holding the photo in her hand Fiona continues, "Anyways, one day I was taking some nature shots with my camera and Daniel came to me with a sure way we both get kicked out."
"He wanted to pull a prank on the daughter of the camp. Which was Alex Greyson."
Greyson as in like Axial?
"He wrote her a fake love letter. Confessing his feelings for her. Telling her to meet him near the pier."
"Obviously all the girls had a crush on Daniel, except yours truly. Alex rushed to meet up with him only for him to shove her in the river." Fiona voice begins to waver like remembering hurt.
"No one.. no one knew she couldn't swim. I just stood there frozen in place. I couldn't do anything because I was in shock." Fiona hands were shaking so I reach to hold them steady as she continues.
"Daniel he just stood there while Axial was going around camp hollering for her little sister. When she reached the pier, she was frantic." My hands clutch onto hers tightly hopefully comforting her some.
"She kept asking where she was, what did I or him do. He told Axial it was an accident, that she slipped, not that he was the one who pushed her in." Fiona was now sobbing at this point. I didn't know what to do for her. I didn't know how to feel she willingly still talks to someone like that.
"He told me if I didn't go along with it he would pin it on me. I was more notorious for getting into trouble back then." Fiona looked utterly drained talking about her past.
"Why do you still hang out with him?" I asked curiously.
"He is black mailing me." She admits making it feel like a weight was lifted off her chest.
"What about him and Camila? Is that why Axial and him got into it at your homeless shelter?" So many questions were swarming around my head.
"I think Axial knows something is off with him. Even after her sister's death she stilled eyed him with suspicion and with me, I guess she didn't think much of me." Fiona says sounding relieved.
"She deserves to know the truth." I state surprising myself by saying that.
Fiona looking taken back, rubs the back of her neck. "I agree, but it's partly my fault too."
I shake my head at her. "No. It's not your fault, you wasn't the one who pushed her."
"I might as well been." Fiona says defeated.
Hearing those words made my heart hurt. I did actually care about Fiona. Over this course of knowing her I felt like I understood her better.
"Your a good person, Fiona Fields." I cup her face with my hand and wipe a tear of her cheek.
"You don't know me as well as you think." The crimson haired goddess barely whispers.
"I know enough." I leaned in and planted my lips on hers. I don't know if I did it out of comfort to her or because I wanted to. Maybe it was a mix of both. I didn't know what I felt for Fiona or how to feel about her confession.
All I know is I felt like out of all of them she was the most honest with me. Of course everyone had there skeletons in their closet, but to bare them to someone took guts.
Fiona deepens the kiss, signaling she wanted me to continue. I only kissed her once and it wasn't like it was now. There was a need here. She needed me. I open my mouth which causes her to slip her tongue in. I let out a moan which causes Fiona to lift my small body up and carry me to her bed.
I didn't know she had the strength to carry me to the bed. She releases my lips from mine and looks at me with her soft green eyes.
"I think I'm in trouble." She mumbles and I didn't know if it was meant for her or myself.
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