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You weren't sure what to think. You weren't sure how you felt. You didn’t understand what was happening but what you did know was that you didn’t like it at all.

The horrible numbness didn’t come as often as it used to but it still came. and today it rolled in like a tidal wave, forcing you down and keeping you there. It’s suffocating. You felt like you couldn’t breath under the enormous weight of the water.

You were used to no one noticing when the waves crashed into you. But…now you had people who noticed.

“hey…what’s goin on, sweetie?” millies soft southern voice asked. She was standing by your bed, a hand on the bedside table. She wouldn’t touch you till she knew it was okay. You couldn’t respond. You felt like if you did it would somehow make it worse. Like talking about it would make it grow. It would flood the room.

Millie waited a moment before humming to herself and sitting on the edge of your bed, her hands in her lap. “actually- you don’t gotta talk if you cant…” she says, glancing at you. “I’ll talk instead.” that familiar smile graced her face.

“we were awful worried when you didn’t show up this mornin- for carpool that is. And you didn’t call in sick…” she began, her hands moving behind her on the covers as she looked up. “i was gonna let it be but…yknow how the boys are. They were all worried…” she chuckles a bit. “im glad we decided to come check on you…poor darlin…” millies voice softens as her smile fades.

You felt a little guilty about this honestly. You didn’t want them missing a whole day of work over you. “do you wanna see the others or…are ya just wiped out hearin me go on?” millie asks as she looks at you.

You still don’t wanna talk so you point to the notepad on your desk. Millie goes and gets it along with a marker. She hands it to you and patiently waits as you write on the pad.

She reads it when youre done and nods. “one at a time? Alright” she nods and puts the pad down on your bedside table before standing up and leaving the room to go get your next visitor.

A few minutes later in walks blitz, much more low energy than usual. “hiya, hun” he says as he walks over and kneels by the bed where you lay. “not doin so great huh?” he sighs and moves hair from your face gently. “well think of it this way- you don’t have to listen to loona and moxxie argue for a day…lucky you” blitz says, meaning well.

You almost smile and he catches it. “you’ll be alright..I promise you will be…I know it doesn’t seem like it but…if I went from what I was..to…having you all and…yknow shit like that then it cant be shitty forever right?” blitz shrugs.

he pats your head and pulls a plushie out of god knows where. Its of a horse, obviously. A pastel peach one with a white mane and tail. Blitz gives it to you and you hold it close. “peaches n cream is gonna watch you for a while..” he smiles and kisses your forehead before getting up and leaving the room. Waving bye.

Next to come in was moxxie, holding a bag full of stuff. “I just knew something was off when you didn’t call-” he said, hauling the bag to the edge of your bed and setting it there.

“ok- one tap to the headboard if its physical pain, two for mental.” moxxie gently orders you as he rummages through the bag. Your hand slowly creeps out of the balnket cocoon to tap the headboard twice.

Moxxie hums in response and pulls something out of his bag. “yknow when I had bad days- my mom used to make this for me.” he says quietly as he walks over. You can see he’s holding a bag of arepas con queso. “I made some for me and millie the other night…saved some for you.” he smiles and sets the bag on the bedside table. Moxxie extends his hands and you take them, letting him gently pull you up to a sitting position.

You know you probably look terrible but moxxie didn’t seem to notice. He took the food out of the bag and handed you one. They were warm so he musta heated them up in your kitchen. As you took a bite moxxie spoke again. “and she used to sing to me- um-” he glanced away and you simply nodded telling him youde like that silently.

His face lit up and he sang you a song- a lullaby. You were done eating when it was done and he took the empty bag and trashed it. He then grabbed wet wipes from his bag and cleaned your hands before leaving you be.

The final person to come in was loona. “hey…uh” she awkwardly said, staying at a distance. “I don’t really know what to do but…” she sucked in a breath “youre…one of the people I tolerate okay?” she said embarrassed. She walked over, plopping down on your bed and holding your hand in hers.

“...im sorry youre not doing so good…” she mumbled. You appreciated her trying her best. That with a snack and lullaby? …you fell asleep quickly.

When you woke up loona wasn’t the only one In your bed. Everyone was there, curled around you. Moxxie and millie were to one side of you with loona farther away but holding your hand. Blitz was on your other side, arm over your head.

You felt tears brim in your eyes. They had stayed for you. You slowly smiled and closed your eyes, happy to rest with your family.