All gone is here today

Finding room to breatheGo on beyond your way

And see

I walked from the study to the living room and saw she was on the couch, sitting between Melissa and Tanya. All of them laughing together except for her. Her hands interlocked and she tapped her feet on the floor.

She looked uncomfortable and scared.

I said a little loud, lied"I'd love to stay and chat, but I got work tomorrow." Melissa said, "Tomorrow is Saturday." I smiled and said"No rest for the wicked, Mrs. Parker." Tanya said"Why don't you leave Emily here for the night? We've missed her and want to catch up with her."

I looked at Emily as her eyes widened at me. Begging me no to.

I went to her and held her hand so she could stand up. I put my hand around her waist and said: "I would but I've grown addicted to her." I looked at her and that's when I realized that this wasn't a lie. I said again "A night without her feels lonely." She looked at me with widened eyes.

Tanya squinted her eyes at us as I pulled Emily closer to my side and kissed on her temple.

We said our goodbyes and left the house, walking to the car. I helped her sit and strapped her in.

After reaching home and going past the gates, she shouted, "STOP THE CAR NOW!" I did stop it. Looking at her in confusion. She unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the car. Falling on the grass. I got out and ran to her side. She was on all fours, gasping for air. She sat on her knees as I reached down to her. Her eyes were red. Tears falling on her cheek. Her body shivering. Her chest gasping for air.

She said"I... I can't b-brea.." She couldn't finish her sentence. It looked like she was having a panic attack. I held her face"Emily look at me." She looked at me. Still couldn't breathe. I continued"You're safe. You're with me. Away from them." I rested our foreheads together and said "You're with me. They're not here. Nor they can hurt you."

She still had a problem breathing. I again said"Emily look at me. Listen to my voice. Count with me... One... Two." Her body shivering as she continued"Th-three... F-our... Fi-Fi"

"Five... Six"

"Se-Seven... Eigh-Eight"

"Nine"

"T-Ten"

She stopped gasping as I continued"Breathe Emily. Breathe." The counting works. I never knew why she's used to counting most of the night or whenever I got angry, but now I do.

She started to suck large amounts of air like her lungs were out of them and broke into a cry and whispered"Tha-Thank You." I held her close to my chest as she cried more. I looked down at her and she had her hand against her chest and I asked"Are you okay?" She looked worn out as she replied"I am fine. My chest hurts a little." I needed to take her to the hospital. This has shocked me tremendously. I said, "Let's go to the hospital." She looked at me and said"No. No, I'm fine."

"You just had a panic attack. And now chest pain. This is not fine. We're going. End of discussion."

She knew she couldn't change my mind. I helped her get up but her legs were shaking. I picked her up and helped her sit back in the car.

We drove off to the same hospital I took her last time.

I took her to the emergency room. My heart was clutching. I wasn't gonna rest till I'd find out if she's okay. I parked the car and before she could come out, I ran to her side to help her out. I wrapped my right hand around her waist. And held her left hand with my left hand. Helping her so she doesn't fall. She took a step. Her legs were weak which made her almost fall.

She whispered to me"I can walk just fine." I said in sarcasm"Sure you can."

We walked into the emergency room and waited there for a moment. We were met by the same doctor as last time. He smiled upon us as he called out her name"Mrs. Knight."

To be honest, hearing that, sounded like music to my ears.

I did not let her hand go as we walked into the examination room. She sat on the bed and I stood behind her.

First, the doctor felt her heartbeat with a stethoscope. He looked at her and smiled while saying"Don't be nervous Mrs.knight. I'm just gonna check you, okay?" But whatever he did, her heartbeat wasn't slowing down.

He again asked, "Would it be comfortable if your husband held your hand?" She nodded lightly. I took her small hand in mine. Rubbing soft circles on her knuckles.

He checked her heartbeat again and looked at me to ask"Can we talk in private?" I nodded my head and was about to walk, but her grip on my hand was still tight. I leaned close to her and said: "I'll be right outside, okay?" She nodded her head and I pecked the corner of her lips. And we both went outside. Leaving her in the room with his nurse.

He asked me"Why happened to her?"

"We were coming back from her parents' house. She was fine then. But when we reached home, she shouted to stop the car. I did and she got out, falling on the floor. She was having a panic attack and after that, it was chest pains."

"Has she experienced a panic attack before?"

"Not that I know off. This was her first time with me."

"Does she have any anxiety problems?"

"She does tremble a lot whenever she talks to someone new or when someone raises their voice at her."

Me

"Including light stressful moments?"

"Sometimes."

"We Shall go back in."

We went back inside, her face was white as a sheet. The doctor asked her"Mrs.Knight, how many times have you experienced panic attacks before?" She looked at me and I was waiting for her to answer. She answered"Many... Many times."

"Do you know the exact count? Or give us a round figure from when they have started from?"

"I had my first panic attack when.... when my parents died at the age of 15."

"Almost 10 years of panic attacks. Have you went to a doctor to get it checked?"

She shook her head negatively. The doctor asked her again"Who was helping you when you used to get the attacks?"

"M-my cousin."

"Anyone else?"

"No. Just him."

Fucking Curtis never took her to a hospital before!

The doctor looked at me and said"I'm prescribing some Xanax for her nerves for a while. If she experiences the attack one more time, bring her here pronto." I nodded my head at him.

I helped her get in the car again. As I buckled her in, her skin was cold. I took off my sweatshirt and said: "Raise your arms." She did and I slid it down her tiny body. The sweater fitting her body like a dress. (Imagine Ariana Grande in an oversized sweater)

As we dove I looked over at her, the back of her head against the head of the seat. Her body looked weak and tired. I asked, "Why haven't you been to the doctor before?"

"They wouldn't let me go for a check-up."

My hands on the steering wheel tightened. I asked, "What about Curtis?"

"David wouldn't let him. He wanted to help me but David used to threaten that if he did, then David will do something terrible to me." She continued"I used to be afraid of Curtis at first. I thought he'd hurt me just like them. But he never raised his hand on me. Ever. He was always polite. Always nice to me. He bought me things without letting anyone know. Every year when the clock stroke 12 on my birthday, he'd be the first and only person to wish me. Even gave me little cupcakes with a candle on them. He learned to bake just for me." She giggled as she recalled her memory with Curtis.

She giggled. That was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard. I looked at her as her smile reached up to her eyes.

She stopped smiling and said, "But David caught that too and I made him swore to never do that again."

I took a deep breath and said"I know I don't know the feelings you're feeling now. I can't imagine what you've been through is horrible. You must be in pain. Just numb the pain for a while, Emily. And when it's all done, you can let it out all at once. Right now you need to be strong for yourself"

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