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    I think I'm going to have Skye have a condition where he will have panic attacks that could cost his life


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    Skye got out of his car and started to the door. Then he starts gasping for air, his limps start going out of control, making him collapse to the ground. He shakes violently, trying desparately to calm down but he couldn't do it.


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    Red decided she'd text Skye real quick, to say something important. No, she'd call him. She grabbed her phone and dialed his number. No answer. "What...? He always answers..." Red begun to worry, shuddering. Maybe his phone just died...

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    If his phone was dead it would've put her straight to voice mail. Skye tried to get up but he just falls back down. He gasps for breath.


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    "Guess I'll do this hard way...Face to face..." Red stood up and walked out to her camaro face wet with tears. She wiped them away and jumped in, turning on the engine and pulling out. A moment latert, Red pulled onto his street. She saw his house...and a boy spazzing out by the door. She stepped on the gas and stopped in his driveway. Without thinking, Red raced over to him, staying calm.
    She grabbed him with ease, and dragged him into the house. Once inside, Red pulled him towards the couch, where she pulled him up and let him lay there. "Calm down..." Red whispered, slowly stroking hi forehead.

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    It took him some time before he was able to breath again. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply. After a few moments of silence he said, "Thank you....."


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    Red just nodded, didn't speak. She flipped her red hair out of her eyes and turned her back to him, taking a deep breath. "We...we have to talk." She stammered.

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    He snapped his eyes opened, hearing those words. "What......is it......?" he asked


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    Red didn't know how to say it. "I...I think th-that...w-we n-need to br..." She couln't finish. She was biting her lip to stop from crying and trembling.

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    He sat up, wincing in pain a bit, and wrapped his arms around her. "I......I understand...." he sighed sadly. Pain and sorrow flashed through his eyes like it has done before in front of her.


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    The tears broke, streaming down her face. "I just...It keeps happening! B-boys...they keep on...on st-stalling me from th-the things I...I love most." She shuddered, biting her bottom lip. "I'm...sorry."

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    "It's all right....." he said, wiping her tears. "It was my fault that you missed your recital. I was an idiot not to remember...."


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    Red just stared at the ground, knowing that the day would be over soon...She could be alone...

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    "Honestly...I don't want to leave you but if that's what you want.....I'll respect your wishes...."


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