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My Condition [30]

Requested by @Pouko18
Norman's P.O.V

I worry about a lot of things, I wonder if I will be killed off The Walking Dead, but some things matter more to me. I worry about my son and my friends, my co-workers, I worry about a lot of things.

I watch the way she is, the way she acts and presents herself, and the way she does her job. She has won most of the awards for walking dead. Best actress, best-supporting actress, theirs a bunch of them.

She is the happiest person on set and one of my closest friends, her and Andy.

I can read people well, so I can tell she has been struggling with something these past few weeks, and I knew that a few of the producers know, because they pull her to the side all the time and look to be having a heart to heart conversations. I just want her to know she can trust me, tell me anything.

I hear the knock on my door echo throughout my expensive apartment, I know it's her, I hope it's her

"Hey" She smiles

"Something going on?"

"Can I crash on your couch?"

"Yea, but what's wrong with your place?" I said as I watched her walk into my place and sit on the couch. She placed her bag beside her and looked up at me before she spoke again.

"I just don't ant to be alone, that's all."

"Alright," I said closing the door.

"You know if something is going on you can talk to me right? That's what friends are for, I mean it Helen."

"I know, I am just going to use the bathroom real quick. I will order us a movie?"

"Sure."

"Great." She said standing up and knocking her bag onto the floor.

"I'll pick that up after, I really have to pee."

I laughed as she ran off down the hall, then walked over to the couch. I knew she would clean it up, but I was a gentleman and had nothing better t do, so I started to place the things back into her bag, and then her bag back onto the coach.

I thought I had grabbed everything until I noticed an orange container that had rolled underneath the couch.

There sitting in my hand was all the answers to Helen, along with her depression pills.

"I was 15 when I started using those." She said

"I didn't mean to find them."

"It's fine, I was going to tell you. It;s not really an easy thing to fit into a conversation, and I didn't know how else to tell you. I found out my sister back home is really sick, so I have been going through a darker time, it's why the producers have been talking to me, why my condition is more noticeable."

"I'm sorry Helen," I said, not knowing what else to possibly say.

"It's okay, nothing anyone can do."

"Well, I'm here if you ever need anything, you know that though, you're a very good friend of mine, and I will do anything to make sure that you're okay, whatever you need."

I AM BACK AND SO IS THE WALKING DEAD OMG ITS ON RIGHT NOW!!!

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