asylum [coming soon]

Chapter 14

My phone buzzes. "Hello?" I answer. "Hey Rim." Exavier. Oh no. What do I say? We've all been a mess these past days, spontaneously having break-downs. He texted me a bunch of times, and I just wasn't feeling it so I didn't answer.

"Rim, I haven't heard from you, are you okay?" He questions after a long pause. "No actually, I'm not okay." I reply. My throat gets tight, and here come the tears.

"Rim, Rim what's going on?" He says sympatheticly. It sounds like he really cares for me. We only went on one date, but I guess it was very unique..

"My Dad-" I can't finish. I'm crying full blast. Sobbing actually, breathing heavy.

"Oh no. Rim- I'm so sorry." I don't say anything, I just continue to weep. "I'll be right over." He says. "No, Exavier- were all a mess- I'm a mess." I breathe. "I can handle it, expessially if its for a girl I'm crazy about." He hangs up.

I don't want him to see me like this! I haven't really left the couch, and my brother hasn't taken a shower in four days!

"Mom! Mom!" I call for her.

"Yes Rim?" "Exaiver says he's coming over." I sigh. As much as I'd love to see him, I don't want him to see me.

"Rim, You know how it's been-" She begins. "I know." I snap. I imeadiently regretted saying it the way I did. I'm frustrated because she's living in the past, so far away. It's scary. We've all been like that.

"I'm sorry-" my voice gets tight. No. You were chosen to be strong, the little voice in my head tells me. Too late.

She embraces, and I breathe into her hair. "I'll get cleaned up." She whispers to me, making her way up the stairs. I follow her.

I get to the top of the steps and walk into Bruce's room. He has his hands crossed over his stomach, ear buds in.

I sit on the edge of his bed and ruffle his black mess of hair. He gives me a half smile.

"Exavier's coming, so look decent." I kiddingly punch him in the arm. "I can't believe you're even dating him." He chuckles. "He just looks like some doof who sings girly pop music." He laughs, and sibling tackles me, and gives me a dreaded nuggie.

"This is good." I laugh. "See, we need this." I hug him and leave his sanctuary. He was back, snotty 21 year old Bruce.

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