All these damn povs.

꧁Ariana꧂

I sat on the floor in my bedroom, my heart feeling like it was about to jump out of my chest. I don't know what's been going on with me lately. I've received email, after email for appearances, meet and greets, interviews, including multiple studio sessions for the week. Normally I can do it all without any trouble. I'm used to it, but right now it feels like there's a fucking truck parked on my chest keeping me from breathing. I haven't been in a good mental state at all either. Not to mention I haven't spent nearly as much time with Aaliyah as I'm supposed to.

"Mommy" I hear Aaliyah outside my door. "You can come in." She came in falling down next to me.

"Mommy are you crying what's wrong?" She frowned with a look of worry in her eyes.

I sniffed throwing my head back; overwhelmed. Not being able to catch my breath. Aaliyah let out a small whine laying her head in my lap. "Don't cry mommy it's otay"

I moved my hand to my forehead wiping the sweat away, I could hardly see anything however I felt my daughter's warm body across my legs. "A-Aaliyah" I hesitated stumbling over my words. I was able to gently push her off of me and stand up as I began to feel dizzy. I rested my hand on the dresser trying my ultimate best to calm myself down. This couldn't happen right now. Not in front of her.

"Mama" Aaliyah calls out coming up behind me causing me to flinch, her voice fading out. I hurried off to the bathroom closing the door behind me locking it to keep her from asking anymore questions and working me up even more. I slid down the door pulling my knees to my chest praying that it would be over.

꧁Aaliyah꧂

After looking all over the house for mommy's phone I finally found it, I scrolled through her contacts and found Auntie Courtney's number calling it.

"Hey I'm in the car-"

"Auntie Courtney?"

"Aaliyah?"

"Y-yes" I hiccuped.

"Why do you have Ariana's phone?"

"There's something wrong with mommy. She locked herself in the bathroom and she won't come out."

"Okay, okay, Aaliyah I'm going to need you to see if you can open the door."

"I can't it's locked."

"I'm close by I'll stay with you on the phone until I get there. I think I might know what's wrong..."

I could tell by her voice that she was worried. She arrived sooner than expected and I ran to the front unlocking the door.

"Where is she?"

"She's upstairs"

Courtney dropped her bag on the floor following me.

꧁Courtney꧂

"Ariana?" I called out softly, tapping on the door. It sounded like she was crying. "Ari it's Courtney unlock the door" It took a few seconds, but she unlocked it. When I opened the door I found her sitting on the floor with her hand over her chest, the closer I got I could hear her hyperventilating.

"Ariana," I took a seat in front of her "what's wrong?"

"I....I can't breathe" This happened once before a few months ago after she was stressed out when writing music for her new album. "Yes you can Ariana, your're just having a panic attack try and match my breathing."

"I-I want it be over." Ariana grasped my hand her breathing slowly going back to normal. "There you go Ari..." I looked up at Aaliyah who was standing in the doorway.

"Can you get her some water?" I asked being careful not to scare her.

"Is mommy okay?"

"Yes love, go get the water for me please."

Ariana leaned her head on my shoulder and I drew circles on her back. "Wanna talk about it?" She quickly shook her head. "Okay it's okay you don't have to. I think I'll spend the night."

Ariana sat up. "Court no you really don't"

"Yes I do you scared the shit out of Aaliyah and I wanna make sure she's okay too."

Ariana jerked up "Fuck where is she?"

"I'm right here mommy" I took the glass of water from her. "Thanks love go to your room for awhile okay." Aaliyah was hesitant to go at first but I gave her reassuring smile telling her that everything was fine.

"Court can you let me go talk to her." Ariana pleaded. Her eyes still glossed over from her tears. I helped her up off of the bathroom floor and she went into her bedroom to continue to calm herself down whilst I went into Aaliyah's.

"Hey love"

"Hi auntie Courtney." I sat next to her on the bed. "Is she okay?" I nodded "She will be" I frowned "Aww don't cry babes everything's okay." I said pulling her into a hug. "Did she scare you?"

"Mhm"

"You know what mental health is right? I'm sure your mom's talked to you about it before." I sighed, "She's going through a lot right now love, but like I said she's gonna be okay."

"Court" I turned around to see Ariana leaning her head against the frame of the door.

꧁Ariana꧂

Courtney left the room I guess to go roam my fridge downstairs to make a snack or something and I replaced her on the bed.

"Hi mommy" Aaliyah said kicking her legs back and forth. I held them still and placed her in my lap.

"Hey baby, I'm sorry for scaring you...I didn't mean to." Aaliyah's never seen me have a panic attack before, and I wanted too keep it that way as sometimes I tend to lose my mind. She blinked her eyes a few times and I could tell she was about to cry. I wrapped my arms around her holding her close. "Baby mommy's alright. I promise please don't cry. I'm sorry." I rasped rocking her.

"Don't say sorry, you couldn't help it" She gulped, her arms going around my neck. "Courtney said you're okay. Are you?" I gave a weak smile wiping away her tears. "I am, I'm also really proud of you for calling Courtney instead of freaking out. She's gonna stay tonight."

"Like a sleepover?" I shrugged, "I guess we'll have some fun tonight"

Took me 4 days to write this.
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~Jewelz