I'm doing a Isaac chapter today, yay! I'm also going to make a Misaac One Shot book because I want you guys to at least have an idea of what Misaac is like before this story has some Misaac time so whoo!

"Throwing rocks at your broken window only you can cure my sickness, raise ourselves to the middle finger cause they all think we're twisted. Once you have a little taste I'm addicted to your fix."

-Saftey Pin

"Isaac can you please let us in? You've been in there for a couple days and haven't left unless it was to eat, we're getting worried about you..."

Thats all they've been asking for Isaac to do for the past week and a half, but Isaac didn't open up. He was locked away in his room avoiding having to socialize.

He was drowning himself in music and sitting at his window stall watching as rain dropped onto it. But he didn't feel like he had anything important to do anyway, he'd record videos but only if it was just Roleplay or they made him.

Yeah, he had only been coming out to eat, but what else did he have to do outside his room? He's been taking care of himself, he just doesn't want to come out. Because its just going to be the same thing everyday.

He didn't speak to them much, he only spoke when he had to make a video. He only really talked to his Mother when she told him to do something, or just talked to him over the meals. But she had mentioned Isaac looked a little skinnier than usual.

But he shrugged it off, he had only a couple snacks throughout the day and they consisted of cheetos, cheese and crackers, and Gatorade.

He didn't mind the small snack in between breakfast and lunch and lunch and dinner, he did feel a bit hungry right now but he just ignored it.

He's discovered a few other bands he now likes, Sleeping With Sirens, Green Day, and Hey Violet.

Hes mostly been listening to those three for a while, he hasn't listened to 5 Seconds of Summer or Kpop in a while. But he sighed, getting sort of sick of the songs and pressing shuffle on the 5sos playlist.

Thats what I like about you, you hold me tight
Tell me I'm the only one, wanna come over tonight?

Yeah, keep on whispering in my ear, tell me all the
Things that I wanna hear 'cause its true

Thats what I like about you
What I like about you

You really know how to dance, when you go
Up down, jump around, think about true romance
Yeah, keep on whispering in my ear, tell me all the
Things that I wanna hear 'cause its true

Thats what I like about you

Thats what I like about you
(What I like about you)

Thats what I like about you
(What I like about you)

Thats what I like about you
(What I like about you)

Thats what I like about you~

ALRIGHT!

The happy up beat song took Isaac by surprise as the voices he hasn't heard in almost a week or two lifted his spirits up a bit. He looked at the door, feeling his stomach growl, he slowly got up, keeping his earbuds stuffed in his ears, he walked out quietly.

He did not want his siblings swarming him and asking him whats wrong, he just went down quickly and avoided any of his siblings, he went straight into the kitchen and worked as fast as he could.

He constantly was looking around him, but no one came, he sighed in relief once he finished his snack and went back up to his room, but when he entered, all his siblings were inside and his heart quickened his pace.

"I'm so stupid I knew I shouldn't of left!" He thought, he took out an earbud and gulped down a lump in his throat as his siblings just looked at him.

"G-G-Get out of my room I-I didn't s-say you c-c-could come in." He choked out, his stomach doing backflips.

"We want to know why your acting so strange." Jordan cleared his throat, giving Isaac a serious but concerned look that made him want to break down right there.

"I-I'm fine j-just get out of my r-room!" Isaac felt as if someone just punched him in the stomach, he felt like he was going to throw up.

"Isaac we're really worried about you, just tell us whats wrong!" Bethany stood up from where she was sitting on his bed, and she and Cierra had the same look as Jordan.

He felt so pressured and his mind blocked out the music coming from his earbud.

He felt his heart speed up even more and his eyes lightly but not noticeably brim his eyes and the feeling like he couldn't breathe.

His lip quivered the slightest bit and he let out a sob before dropping the plate he held and running straight to the hall way bathroom.

His siblings noticing right away what was happening as soon as they noticed the lip quiver, the tried to rush over as quick as they could but Isaac had slammed the bathroom door and locked it.

Isaac leaned against the bathtub, hugging his knees and watched the door as if it'd be swinging open any second and his siblings would be asking him questions more and more. His head started to hurt and he started shaking more and more just by thinking about it.

His heart was already pounding out of his chest, and he felt like his chest had no air what so ever even though he was constantly breathing heavily like he's a kid with asthma after running a mile.

He felt like the walls were closing in on him, so soon his quiet sobs turned into full on him crying his eyes out. He didn't know why this was happening, he didn't even know what was happening.

But his siblings did, no body would just randomly break down like Isaac just did, so they had two theories.

The first was that Isaac had anxiety.

But hes never had it before, so that lead them toward the second theory.

Isaac is having a panic attack.

But they've seen him have a panic attack before, he was 7 and his best friend had moved, when he went back home after taking his friend to the airport, 8 hours later they discovered the plane had crashed.

Isaac started to cry, their Mom tried to calm him down but it didn't work, he started shaking and kept yelling out that he couldn't breathe. But he was breathing perfectly.

The siblings at that age tried calming Isaac down also, but it was Bethany who had gotten Isaac one of his favorite stuffed animals from that time, though, she was only 8 and thought he just needed a hug.

The stuffed animal did work, but 10 years later, a stuffed animal is not going to comfort a 17 year old Isaac who just locked himself in the bathroom doing who knows what.

But it wasn't until now when they realized that this panic attack wasn't from anything like someone dying.

Panic attack at 7, loss of a friend.

Panic attack at 17, sign of depression.

Jordan didn't know what to do, he knew he couldn't pick the lock and go in otherwise Isaac would freak out even more, but if he told Mom she'd send him to therapy, but after that incident 14 years ago, therapy did not work.

Isaac, still curled up by the bath, trying to find something to relax himself, he ended up putting his earbuds back in, the song Shes Kinda Hot was playing and he took a couple minutes of just listening to their voices until he calmed down a bit.

He turned up the volume and kept his earbuds in both ears and relaxed a bit more before running straight out and back to his room, he quickly slammed the door and locked it.

But his siblings didn't go after him this time, but Isaac saw the cheese and crackers on his bed, he was slightly confused since the plate most likely broke when he dropped it, but he saw the paper next to it and it read

We're sorry for making you cry, but I noticed you were just getting food and we shouldn't of took advantage of coming in... Here you go, sorry again...please eat Isaac...

xx ~Bethany :)

He just simply nodded even though no one saw it, he put the note on the night stand and climbed onto his bed, wrapping his blanket around him, and eating the cheese and crackers.

The blanket gave him a bit more comfort, though it wasn't a real person; but sometimes he whished that someone could hold him and tell him everything would be okay, as girly as it sounded. But it's true, he wanted someone to kiss his head and say that to him, because it means they actually care.

He wanted someone to actually care, but he's on his own until that time comes for him.