Riley-
Every night I have the same dream. I'm running through the woods sharp branches and vines cutting my skin drawing blood. I'm running from something, or someone I can never hear them but I feel like my heart beating fast my breathes never coming in full takes.
My bare feet carried me, to where, I had no clue but I saw a cliff head. 'No No No No No No' I think my heart started to beat faster sweat dripped down making my bangs stick to my forehead.
My arm gets stabbed by a rose bush and gasp in pain clutching my arm as blood drips out in a steady stream.
That's when I look around Rose bushes were forming everywhere it closed off my path. I felt trapped and scared my hands starts to become clammy and they began to shake. 'Jump Riley you have to jump' My mind told me. I looked over the cliff edge.
"I can't" I rasp.
'Can't what? Can't breathe? Can't jump?' A voice sneers from behind me. 'You're pathetic, a kid with wings who can't even fly'
My heart beats quicker I felt sick and lightheaded. "Go-Go away.. please " I beg turning around just to see no one there, it was like the roses were mocking me. Laughing at me.
The world seemed to get smaller and enclosed around me. I felt like everything was to tight, to bright, to close.
'Sweet Dreams' the voice hums and there was a loud bang from a gun being fired.
I awaken with a start, cold sweat making my white t-shirt stick to my back. I put a hand to my racing heart. My throat felt dry, my whole body started to shake. A panic attack was coming, I could feel it. My chest felt like it was caving into my rapidly beating heart. My eyes darted around the room.
I felt myself lose control of breathing. My breath not taking in as much air. My thoughts started to spiral and go crazy. 'Pathetic' it sneered 'Can't fly' laughed another. "Go away" I beg tucking my legs up to my chest started to rock back and forth. "please.."
Lane-
I open my eyes to the sound of uncontrolled breathing. 'Riley' my brain says. I stand up and rub my eyes, trying to adjust to the dark room. Thankfully, the lab room is white, so I can see Riley's shaking form. My eyes fully adjust, and I see his inhaler a few feet away. I pick it up and walk over to him, kneeling down. As gently as possible, I rest a hand on Riley's shoulder.
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He flinches, his eyes wide with fear. I can see the panic written all over his face. I try to communicate with him, making soft, calming gestures with my hands. But he's not looking at me, his gaze is fixed on some point in front of him.
I remember the times we've had to deal with his asthma attacks, and I know I need to stay calm. I hold out the inhaler, trying to get his attention. Slowly, he turns to me, his eyes focusing on the device in my hand.
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With shaking hands, he takes the inhaler from me and uses it. I can see the relief wash over him as the medication starts to work. But the panic attack is still holding strong, his body trembling, his breathing ragged.
I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. I try to convey a sense of calm, of safety. I'm here for him, I'm not going anywhere. Slowly, his trembling begins to subside, his breathing slows. He looks up at me, his eyes still wild with fear.
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I hold his gaze, trying to reassure him without words. I'm here, Riley. I've got you. You're safe.
Riley tries to give me an 'I'm okay' face but I shake my head knowing he wasn't okay. I use my hand to lean Riley into me. He wraps one of his wings around me and it heats up giving both of us warmth like a makeshift blanket. I smile and quietly stroke his hair until we both fall into a restless sleep.
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