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p_r_i_s_c_aTitle: The Anxious Attack
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: Yahtzee Prompt: anxious
Words: 400
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Finally, Zeke found Casey at the school's parking lot. Which was kinda strange, because the boy usually came to school by bike, sometimes, when the weather was too bad, by bus. As far as Zeke knew, he hadn't even gotten his learner's license yet.
Frowning, he stepped closer; Casey was in a miserable state. Curled up in a ball, he was cowering on the ground, gasping for breath. „You okay,“ Zeke asked, and cursed, when he noticed Casey wincing.
„Hey, it's me, Zeke,“ he tried to calm him. „No need to freak out.“
Slowly, Casey looked up, and Zeke could see barely hidden despair on his face, though he tried to smile. „What are you doing here? Chemistry is already over?“
„You blew up lessons today. Good, old Furlong sent me to look after you. I'm afraid, you scared the shit out of him when you took flight out of class as if the devil was behind you.“
Casey stared at him with his eyes wide open. „I'm sorry,“ he finally whispered. „Seems as if Doctor Kowalski was right at least this time.“
„Doctor Kowalski?“
„My shrink. My parents forced me to see him. He suggested a change of location; maybe a boarding school, far away from Ohio. Warned that going back to Herrington High can deepen the trauma and cause anxious attacks.“ Casey huffed. „I refused to listen to him, because it felt like he didn't know what he was talking about. No one knows! No one has seen what I have seen. No one has ever done what I have done.
I've killed a fucking alien queen! Hole shit, I have every right to have nightmares and anxious attacks.“ His body started shaking again. „I want my old life back,“ he sniffed. „I don't care, when others call me a nerd and a geek, and when the jocks bully me every day. I want Mr. Furlong have all his fingers back and Coach Willis turn back into the asshole he had always been. But all this will never happen. And I don't know, how to move on.“
Zeke had listened in helpless silence, but suddenly he knew what to do. He stepped forward, pulled Casey into his arms, holding him tight. It felt surprisingly right. „You are not alone,“ he murmured. „This time, I am at your side, helping you to survive this shit.“
Character: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: Yahtzee Prompt: anxious
Words: 400
:::
Finally, Zeke found Casey at the school's parking lot. Which was kinda strange, because the boy usually came to school by bike, sometimes, when the weather was too bad, by bus. As far as Zeke knew, he hadn't even gotten his learner's license yet.
Frowning, he stepped closer; Casey was in a miserable state. Curled up in a ball, he was cowering on the ground, gasping for breath. „You okay,“ Zeke asked, and cursed, when he noticed Casey wincing.
„Hey, it's me, Zeke,“ he tried to calm him. „No need to freak out.“
Slowly, Casey looked up, and Zeke could see barely hidden despair on his face, though he tried to smile. „What are you doing here? Chemistry is already over?“
„You blew up lessons today. Good, old Furlong sent me to look after you. I'm afraid, you scared the shit out of him when you took flight out of class as if the devil was behind you.“
Casey stared at him with his eyes wide open. „I'm sorry,“ he finally whispered. „Seems as if Doctor Kowalski was right at least this time.“
„Doctor Kowalski?“
„My shrink. My parents forced me to see him. He suggested a change of location; maybe a boarding school, far away from Ohio. Warned that going back to Herrington High can deepen the trauma and cause anxious attacks.“ Casey huffed. „I refused to listen to him, because it felt like he didn't know what he was talking about. No one knows! No one has seen what I have seen. No one has ever done what I have done.
I've killed a fucking alien queen! Hole shit, I have every right to have nightmares and anxious attacks.“ His body started shaking again. „I want my old life back,“ he sniffed. „I don't care, when others call me a nerd and a geek, and when the jocks bully me every day. I want Mr. Furlong have all his fingers back and Coach Willis turn back into the asshole he had always been. But all this will never happen. And I don't know, how to move on.“
Zeke had listened in helpless silence, but suddenly he knew what to do. He stepped forward, pulled Casey into his arms, holding him tight. It felt surprisingly right. „You are not alone,“ he murmured. „This time, I am at your side, helping you to survive this shit.“