Lina has agoraphobia and severe OCD and hasn't left the farm her and her mother own in over 2 years but what happens when he mother rents out the barn to a family and a 17 year old boy with striking features and is grieving the loss of his dad move...
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Agoraphobia. A phobia that has taken over my life in ways I didn't think we're possible. It's crazy how a fear of something that's so natural and every single person in this planet do, has caused my life to be turned upside down.
Years ago when we lived in Italy, the phobia of didn't exist. I left the house all the time without a second thought but after an abusive relationship, with threats after threats, manipulation after manipulation.I just couldn't take it anymore. The anxiety of leaving the house and being hurt or not having an escape became to much and over the past few years I've managed to create more and more possibilities in my head if what could happen. It was a vicious cycle that I can't break. I wake up day after day repeating the same circle of fear but that's my life. Therapist after therapist, medication after medication and nothing helped except staying in the confines of the four walls that I live in.
The farmhouse we live in is My sanctuary. My safe space. It helps me avoid social interactions and keeps my heart rate at a semi normal pace. In the past two years, I haven't left, let alone talked to someone. Well that was all about to come crashing down infront of me.
I sit at the dinner table, my mother sat across from me while I'm itching to get back to my room. My mamma sat across from me twiddling her bracelet on her left wrist. I know my life is about to change thanks to that one gesture.
"Mamma. What's going on?" I break the silence causing my mother to immediately drop her hand from her wrist and look up at me.
She takes a deep breath and I see her dark eyes, that belong in a chocolate factory, flash with something that I can't put my finger on. "Okay." She let's out a long breath and looks me in the eyes, while her dark hair blows over her face thanks to the breeze from the open door.
"Remember a few months ago we talked about the bills and how I needed to get another job?" I nod my head and wait for her to continue.
"Well I lost it but we needed that extra money just to keep this house working. At first I thought about selling the land out back but if I did they'd most likely just build houses after houses."
My stomach drops as I watch her. If only I could leave the house and get a job myself so I could help, but of course that feels impossible to me right now. "So instead I've decided to rent the barn out the back."
I look out the window from the kitchen and see the barn that we renovated a few years ago before dad left and money wasn't our biggest issue.
The barn was converted into a four bedroom house all while still looking like the barn we got when my parents bought the land 6 years ago. It's built of the original stone bricks with windows from the ground to the ceiling at the front while other small window are scattered throughout the rest of the build.
