Jack POV
I actually knew why I was nervous and stressed. I have anxiety and have been a problem since my grandma died. She was the only one that could understand me. She knew what was wrong by looking at my green eyes. Her last thing that I have is a ukulele that she gave me. After I lost her I felt lost like I was the only one able to understand myself. I started to worry about everything and having panic attacks. That's why I always have pills with me but I left them in my room this time so I'm hoping that I'll be fine tonight.

Brook went to bed but I couldn't sleep at all, so I checked the photos I took that evening and I smiled at them. I made new friends and here I felt almost like home, but there's still something about Brook that I have to find out. Then I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling and tons of thoughts came into my mind. Suddenly I felt out of breath so I stood up to open the window but I could barely walk. I felt weak. After what it seemed an eternity I reached the window and tried to open it but I wasn't strong enough. I tripped on something and knocked some stuff off a drawer and Brook woke up. I was on the floor and I saw Brook's face crying and panicking.

Brook POV
I was sleeping peacefully when I heard a loud noise, I woke up right away and I saw him laying on the floor. I got scared and I ran to him immediately. It seemed like he couldn't breathe and I didn't know what to do. Without noticing I started to cry.

"what's wrong? Please tell me" I said almost yelling.
"p-pills...my-...r-room.." he barely said.
"ok ok don't say more. Pls just stay here for me." I grabbed his hand tight and go.

I run as fast as I could. I never run but the idea of Jack on the floor was killing me. I arrived in his room and didn't even knock. I rushed into the room while Rye and Andy were having sex. I didn't care. I scanned quickly his side of the room, looking for the pills.

"Hey Brook, do you mind leaving?" Rye said to me. I ignored him. He kept talking, but still no response from me.
"Brooklyn wtf are you going here? LEAVE ALREADY!" Andy yelled at me.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? Jack is dying on the floor and you two are telling me to leave cuz you want to have sex?!" I was out of my breath and actually mad. I got Jack's pills and ran fast back to my room.

He was still there breathing. Thank God. I poured some water in a glass and then got near him but not that close. My sister had anxiety too and I kinda learned how to handle them.

"Hey I'm back. I got your pills and some water" I said trying not to cry.

After he took the pills he git better and rested his head on my tights while I was stroking his hair. He fell asleep there, on the floor so I picked him up and put him on my bed. U grabbed a blanket and put it on him then looked at his cute face. Not that I think he's cute. I mean I like girls but he's cute, but I still like girls.

I sat on my sofa and started to draw. That the only way I can get my thoughts out of my mind. I don't know why I drew Jack... I drew his sleepy face that was technically perfect. There wasn't a single flaw. I drew for some time when I looked at the time and it was 3 am. I wanted to sleep but I couldn't. I know it's just anxiety but my sister was in really bad conditions so she went to a center but it didn't help actually it got worse. I just don't want anyone to be in that situation, especially Jack. Cuz he's my friend...

I tried to sleep on Andy's bed but I couldn't fall asleep so I quietly sneak into my bed, bear Jack. He was in deep sleep and I just spooned him and I finally fell asleep.

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I know I didn't post in the last few days but I was really busy. But I'm back now🪐