"Velvet!"
She falls to the ground, passing out.
I rush to her, people crowding us. I press my fingers to her pulse point, checking.
"very weak." I mumble. I look at the teachers, "get the fucking nurse!",
I pat her cheek, "come on Velvet, wake up...." I lift her into my arms and run into the ambulance which the nurse called.
The people came out the back of the ambulance, taking her in. I sat beside her. Hand in mine, thumb caressing the back of hers.
"Is...is she gonna be okay? Doc?" I ask the doctor on board.
He reaches out, pressing two fingers to her pulse point. "Yes, she will be. Her pulse is racing, signs of a panic attack."
We reach the hospital, everything speeds by.
I talk with the doctor, not paying attention to his question but rather just answering.
Then.
He said,
"Based on her medical history, it seems like the panic attacks are returning."
My head snaps towards him, "Wait. What do you mean? Coming back?"
He looks at me, confused, "You are her boyfriend right?"
I look at him, why is this relevant?. "Uh No, I'm her friend. Close friend."
He made an oh shape with his mouth, "Oh I thought she would tell you. See, based on her medical history,
it says here that she had severe panic attacks in the past, they succumbed for a couple of years but now it seems like they are starting up again."
I look at him, shock vibrating through my body. "Is....is that possible? It's curable right?." The doctor takes off his glasses.
"Unfortunately, there's no way to cure it completely. With proper care and help, they might reduce again."
Huh. "What do you mean by 'might' reduce? There's a possibility it might be reduced?!"
The doctor reached out and patted my shoulder, "just...hold onto the bright side." With that he left.
Since that conversation, everything passes by in a blur. My thoughts focused on, has she had panic attacks before?
I was sitting beside her, still deep in thought, then another nurse came.
"Doc, Will she be okay now?"
"Yes, she will be. She just panicked, and there's a possibility she might've over-thought. So take care of her, and make sure she takes these pills."
The doctor talks more about her physical needs, more sleep. More food and less caffeine.
"Ugh..." A groan slipped its way through my lips.
"Seems like she's awake", the nurse said with a soft smile, "I will leave her to you."
I see her squint her eyes, get up and sit on the bed.
"M- Michael? Where am I? Who won? Am I ok? Why did I pass out? I thought I got over this, what's going on-" I place my hand over her mouth stopping her long rambling.
"Calm down Velvet. To answer your questions. You're at the hospital. Also, we did win." I feel my lips tugging upwards against my will.
"You will be okay and you passed out because you were having a panic attack, so I will take my hand off", she nods rapidly, "Only if you answer a question of mine." She thought about it, her eyebrow furrowing and biting the edge of her lips then nodded. Cute. Fuck....why is she so dam cute.
I take my hand off and she sighs again.
"What question are you gonna ask me?", she asks me, eyes wide.
"Mn. what do u mean by 'you thought you got over this?'"
She freezes, her pupils narrowing and eyes growing wider. "Oh. Um. Uhh..."
She mumbles.
"Velvet", i say, a note of finality.
She sighs. Again. "Yes?"
"You need to tell me, that way I know ur not gonna pass out on me like that again?"
I tell her, worried.
"Hm. I used to have panic attacks, because I over thought too much. But the pills helped! I swear! I just...dont know why it started again."
She rambles as if tryna prove a point. What point?
"Ah..", I say before getting up and leaving.
I walked to the counter, there it was a take-out from A&W. Chicken Burger, fries and Coke.
Walks back inside to see her with tears in her eyes, "Huh....Velvet? What happened to you?." I place the baggage on the counter and check her temperature.
She looks up at me, lip quivering and her fingers intertwining with mine. "M-mikey.", I froze, it's been years since she called me that...
"Yes Velvet?", wipes her tears, I sit on the bed, she shifts away. I pull her onto my lap and she buries her face in my chest.
"I thought you were g-gonna leave like everyone else Mikey..." she sniffs, her voice slightly muffled.
"Velvet Dear, Why would I leave hmm? We've known each other since we were kids."
She sniffs again, "I-i don't know.. I'm sorry, I should've told you about the attacks but I didn't want you to worry."
I pat her back softly, pressing multiple soft kisses to her hair. "Shh...it's okay Love. I'm here for you."
I continue kissing her hair and comforting her. One hour has passed, she finally calmed down.
"Now. I brought take-out, want some?"
She looks at me, eyes wide and lips parting. "W-what?, A&W right?!", when I nod she shrieks loudly, happiness radiating off her in waves.
"Gimme my burger pweasee", her tone became child-like, like it always did when it involved food.
Gives her the paper bag. She opens it, sees the contents of the bag and starts eating.
"Velvet Darling?"She looks up at me, eyes shining bright.
"Yes Mikey?",
"Tilt your head up for me, will ya?"
She does as told. I grip her chin gently, wiping some sauce off her lips. She freezes, and a deep flush colours her cheeks.
"Hahaha ... .such a cute little thing", I tease her.
She smacks my shoulder lightly, pouting, "Shut up..."
I tug her close, embracing her as she enjoys the food.
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