Don't panic

No really, I'm fine. Thank you for the offer though." I politely declined his offering.

"I'll have it then!" The guy beside Delor, snatched the sushi off my plate and plopped it into his mouth.

"Can't believe you don't like sushi." Delor dramatically gasped clutching a chunk of his clothes over his heart.

"No, no, no. I like sushi it's just that it has garlic and I'm allergic to garlic." I explained to them in a sort of a panic.

"Ohh, you should have said earlier."

"Sorry." I apologised while looking around curiously.

I couldn't see my roommate and his friends anywhere. That was until I turned my head to look behind and saw them talking at a table isolate away from everyone else.

"Don't worry about them, they're not that bad." As and unfamiliar voice spoke, my sight saw somthing that could easily prove that statement wrong.

My roommate had abruptly stood up and stormed to a table that was accompanied with a single lonely boy, peacefully enjoying his lunch.

He must have been a quiet guy as I heard my roommate ask him if he knew how to speak.

Hearing this I turned away. I didn't want to a witness of bullying, especially not if I'm sharing a dorm with the actual bully.

Nu-uh. I ain't getting into that sh*t.

An unknown pain started in my chest. It wasn't my heart but more my stomach or lungs. I couldn't pin point what organ exactly but I knew for sure  that I hurt like h*ll.

Feeling unwell I had to get out of this place. "Oh." I acted suprise, earning confused and amused looks from my acquaintances. "I forgot I had to do somthing, please exuse me I have to go."

"Yeah sure, meet in the dance room later on?" Delor asked looking up at my oscar award winning, worried face.

"Erm.. Yeah, what time?" I enquired, not that it really mattered. I wasn't doing anything except practice for the whole day. So it wouldn't have made any difference to my routine.

"6?" The suggestion he offered, I instantly agreed to.

Now my chest was tightening and it was getting harder and harder to breath by the second.

I rushed out to the nearest exit. Passing straight by the bullying incident that still was erupting very violently and loudly.

I rushed in front of them catching the attention of few students including some of the guys from group.

As I passed, I made a second of deadly eye contact with my roommate. He had a dark and furious gaze. Within that second, some dark red liquid splattered on his face. It was the victims blood.

But I ignored all of that. I ran passed them and bust through the doors of the cafeteria. I needed to get some air and I couldn't think of a better place other than outside.

Giving that in mind, I quickly and swiftly made my way out of the building and out into the front garden.

Inhaling heavily, the fresh cold air filled my screaming lungs. The soft wind, blew in my face caressingly. It was very soothing and it calmed me down with in seconds.

It was a panic attack. I don't know why but it was developing a lot quicker than ever before.

But why...

>to be continued.