5

I wake up in the morning with a massive head ache, likely yesterday just happens to be Friday. I look around the my room and I see it completely clean. The floor is tidy, my clothes are not laying around the room, my laptop is neatly put on the desk next to my bed and I have been put nicely on my bed. I remember someone being with me but I don't remember who it was. However are our telling me that the person cleaned my whole room before leaving. You know what never mind that, let me go cure this headache first.

I walk down stairs and people already left. I see Mike on the floor sleeping and Some other guys is the couch shirtless. I walk into the kitchen, John is sitting on a counter with a glass of water and aspirin on his hand. He groans in pain while he chugs down the water, he hasn't noticed me yet.

"Hey, are you just going to stand there?" he asks, startling me.

"God stop that." I say while I walk to the fridge and grab the carton of milk and I pour it into a glass to warm in the microwave.

"You weren't lying when you said that shit kicks in fast, I have never been so drunk so fast and why didn't you warn me about the massive headache that comes with it?" He asks while he takes another large sip of water.

"First of all get off the counter, second of all I didn't think you had to know we are not that close anyway and third of all water won't help." I say while I put another glass of milk for him because I feel bad now. I take out mine from the microwave and give it to him. "Try some milk." I tell him while I hand him the glass.

"Thanks, but will it work." He asks.

"Well it works for me." I say while I take my glass from the microwave. I turn to walk up the stairs with the glass on my hand. I feel as if someone is following me. I turn to see John behind me with a smile on his face. "Why are you following me?" I ask him.

"Because I want to spend time with you and why do you always walk up go upstairs when you could stay downstairs with us?" He asks.

"I like my room and I don't think I think I am invited." I say while I walk up the stairs. He doesn't follow my anymore.

I walk into my room and take a sip of the the milk. I put it on the dressing table while I go take a shower. When I am down showering I hear people shouting downstairs. I ignore it and get dressed in sweatpants and an oversized hoodie. I grab my laptop and play some games on it. they are probably going to stop soon.

I waited for about 30 minutes and they are still arguing. I sit my laptop and walk downstairs to see the problem. I see John on the couch playing with his phone; Mike and some other guy are arguing; there is also a stain on the carpet. Wait a damn minute, there is stain on the carpet! Okay lets leave that for now and try to shut these two up. I walk up to John and sit next to him.

"So why are they arguing?" I ask him, he turns off his phone and gives my his full attention.

"There is a stain on the carpet. Mike believes that Kevin is the on the spilt the drink but Kevin denies all accusations. Mike wants Kevin to clean the stain but Kevin is not going to do it because he believes he didn't spill it."He explain, I nod and stand up to head to the kitchen. I grab a wet towel and stain remover. I walk over to the stain and clean it off without being noticed by the two boys. When I am done I clean the towel and walk out the kitchen to see how long it will take them to notice.

From the information I have gathered, they other guy is Kevin. He is a well tanned boy with a fit body and black curly hair and green eyes that shine in the light. He is not a bad looking guy. He is actually very decent but I wonder what is their relationship is with Mike?

"We are best friends." Someone says from behind me, making me shout in fear catching everyones attention. I grasp my chest while I try to gasp for air. It was only John, this is like the second time he has done this.

"For gods sake and mine please stop doing that." I say while breathing heavily but other than that how did he know what I was thinking?

"You are an open book." He says while he stares at me with a smile on his face.

"Why are you talking to my friend?" Mike asks angrily, catching my attention. I look at him and I can see the anger in his eyes, it make me feel small and scared.

"Well... I um..." I stumble over my words. I am unable to say or do anything thing. I look at the ground while memory of what have happened in my past flash through my eyes and scenes of the worst case scenario play in my mind. I don't even notice I was shacking until I felt a hand grab mine. I look to find John holding my hand.

"I wanted to talk to her." John says in a cheerful voice. He lets go of my hand and walks up to Mike, He puts his hand over Mike's shoulder. "Come on bro why didn't you tell use you have a sister and a pretty on too?" He say in a playful voice.

"She is not my sister biologically and she is just an ugly fat pig." Mike says happily. I look at the ground feeling the weight of his words.

"Bro don't talk like that about your sister." John says in an angry tone.

"But it's true." Mike says proudly . "Isn't that right, Ava?" He asks. I look up to see him stare at me. If I say the wrong thing it might end up badly. I really hate this. I hate feeling so scared of the people I live with. I can feel my words clog up my throat, I can't say anything. I feel like I can't breathe. "Ava! answer me?!" Mike shouts while walking closer to me. John grab Mike and pulls him away from me.

"What the hell?! You shouldn't talk to her like that! If she doesn't want to answer leave her alone!" John shouts angrily.

"Ava?" I hear someone call me in a soft voice. I look to my side and see Kevin with a soft smile on my face. "I think you should sit, you are shaking." He says while grabbing my hands. I look at them and I see how much my hands are actually shaking. I shake my head and turn away. I need to get out of her, I feel like I'm about to have a panic attack. I feel like I can't breath.

I try heading up stairs to my room but everything is spinning. I can't see properly, I can't breathe properly, I can't think properly. I need to get out of her.

"Where in the hell do you think you are going?!" Mike shout while I hear his rapid feet following after me. My instincts kick in and I run to my room in complete fear.

I get into my room and I lock the door, the minute I do that I collapse to the ground and start shaking violently and crying. I can't breath, I can't breath. My chest hurts, I can't breathe. I frantically gasp for air while I shake on the floor because on anxiety. I need to calm down, I need to calm down, I need to fucking calm down! Jesus Christ calm the FUCK down! I scream out of frustration and pain. I hear loud knocks on the door.

"Ava! open the door! Let me help you!" I hear John's voice through the door.

"Leave me alone!" I shout at him.

"Ava!" John shouts one last time and he goes quiet. I think they left. I am still shaking and crying on the floor.

"Ava?" I hear a soft voice call out my name. "Hey, it's Oscar. I need you to do me a favour?" He say in a soft voice, a part of my want to listen but he can't help me. He doesn't even know what is wrong.

"Leave me alone!" I shout at him.

"Do you remember what you told me last night about your favourite memory. Lets go back to it. Think about it Ava and then breath for me. Can you do that for me, Ava?" He say in a soft voice and I only focus on that. It feels nice, I like it, it is calming. The memory of the carnival start to replay in my head.

When I feel myself calm down I walk up to the door. I hold on the door knob thinking about if I should open it or not.

"Ava, please let me in." He pleads by the door.

"Why don't you just leave me?" I ask much calmer now.

"How can I just leave you when you are crying for help every time you walk, you talk, you smile, you cry, even when you tell me to leave you alone. All I hear are cries for help and you do it all the time . So please Ava, let me help you. Let me hold you, please." He explains in a soft smooth voice. I place my hand on the door knob.