𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 42

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Leah

i was scrolling through the Netflix when my phone started ringing, i picked it up without looking at the caller id.

"hello?"

"hi," dad says on the other line.

"are you back from Alaska? why are you calling so suddenly?" i ask.

"calm down, i'm still in Alaska but only for a bit longer, i wanted to call you to tell you some pretty big news." he says.

"what?" i ask.

"i proposed to Isabella," he says.

my heart drops, he didn't even ask me?

"y-you did?" i ask.

"yes, she said yes," he says. "i hope you're okay with it,"

"of course, whatever makes you happy." i choke trying not to cry.

"well i have to go now, i'll call you when i get the chance ok?" he says.

"ok love you," i say hanging up the phone.

it had been just the two of us for years now, my brother and mom went off together and my mom remarried to a guy named Richard. at least Richard asked if it was ok to propose to my mom, my dad didn't even ask me.

i tried to hold my tears back but instead choked out sobs of pain, tears rolled down my face in huge drops. why? why would he just do this to me? my mother hadn't called me in almost a month, she barely contacted me anymore.

it seemed like my entire life was falling apart, my dad was moving on, i couldn't tell Louis that i still loved him, and above all, it felt like someone was pressing down on my chest. my breaths became shorter and i gasped for air as i sobbed, i could barely breathe, i started to cough but it just made things worse.

i stumbled down to the floor where i was sitting on my knees desperately trying to get air into my lungs, i cried harder and louder. i heard a knock at my door but couldn't get myself to open it.

"help me," i managed to spit out before choking on another sob.

everything turned into slow motion, i saw the door open and Louis rush towards me crouching down next to me. he was holding my shoulders and telling me to follow his breaths.

after ten minutes the world went back into a normal speed, "are you okay?" he asks finally.

"no," i say. "i'm not okay,"

"what's wrong?" he asks.

"my dad, is remarrying," i say, i was lying on the couch with my head on Louis lap.

"i'm so sorry," he says.

"what happened? when you came into my apartment?" i ask.

"looked like a panic attack," he says.

"oh," i say.

"have you had them before?" he asks.

"yeah, i have them often but they're not as bad." i say.

"how often?" he asks.

"like once every two weeks," i say shrugging.

"you should see someone," he says. "to help you,"

"no, no one understands, besides i'm fine on my own." i say. "i am independent, i can make my own money, i could buy a house." i say trying to not cry.

"since when do you want to buy a house?" he asks.

"i don't know!" i say bursting into tears again. "maybe i should just study abroad, go home? i could go back to school and finish senior year with the people i grew up with." i say, maybe i should do that. "i only have to stay here for another month, i could totally do that!" i say sitting up.

Louis was silent, "yeah, you know, do whatever makes you happy." he says but he's clearly upset.

"thank you, for being here for me." i say. "you're a really good," i pause before saying it.

"friend,"

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