Tw: panic attack and random flashbacks :P

"Help! Help! My arm is stuck and i can't move!"

"Somone call an ambulance! This boy is bleeding everywhere!"

"I got you honey, it's ok you'll be ok."

"Mom... Help.."

Sirens were echoing in my ears, and i was in to much pain to realise what happened.

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"Alex.. Alex... Alex!"

My eyes snapped open and i was brought back into reality.

"Dude are you alright? You scared us!"

I sat upright, and John and Peggy were by my side. I was inside on the couch with a wet rag on my head.

"...What happened?" I asked, not remembering anything after i blacked out.

"You fainted from a heat stroke, so we carried you inside. You were burning up with that hoodie on." John explained as said wet rag falls from my forehead.

"Told you ya could come in the pool with us. But seriously, you ok?"

I shifted in my seat, soon realizing my hoodie was not on me.

"Where is my hoodie?" I tried to say without sounding to panicked.

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK-

"It's on the coffee table, had to get it off you so you'd get cooled off. Also, you were super heavy for such a small person. It's like your made of metal." Peggy chuckled, and i internally screamed.

Oh how fucking ironic-

"Yeah.. Weird." I gulped avoiding eye contact.

"You feeling ok now?"

"I guess.. May i have my hoodie back?" I say trying to not panic still.

"Probably not the best idea, since you just legit had a heat stroke. Might wanna avoid it for a bit actually. It's hot as balls out there."

"Ok.."

Well f u c k .

I could feel my breathing pick up, just from the thought of them finding out.i try to steady my breathing causally, slowly taking in breaths.

My head was going dizzy, i felt like throwing up.

"You ok Alex?" John asks me, but his voice sounded so far away. I held my head squeezing my eyes tightly closed. Maybe if i just stop thinking about it, everything will be fine. But a hand touched my shoulder, causing me to flinch.

"He's having a panic attack, let's be gentle."

"Can you here me?"

"Everything is going to be ok. Just breathe."

"Were losing him.."

My whole world was spiraling downward, falling down so fast i couldn't keep up. Shaky hands and voices so far away, i wasn't sure if they were real or not. Is this a nightmare? Am i gonna wake up soon and be in the comfort of my room?

It all seemed so surreal, John and Peggy were tuned out. I can't open my eyes, Its like there super glued shut.

"Count to 10. Breathe."

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I opened my eyes.

"Are you ok man?"

My hearing was back, a familiar voice was so close by.

I turn my head, and there was John. He was sitting on the couch with me, concern in his green eyes.

I try to speak, but my throat was extremely dry.

"I.. Im ok now." I managed to reply.

"You were having a panic attack. And you kept mumbling broken sentences."

"What do you mean they might find out?" 

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-hiL