curls her body into Zeke’s.
For a moment I feel the need to bolt to the bathroom, but watching them together makes me feel something. I don’t know how to explain it.
It sucks that I’ll never feel the way that they do together, but I’ll be happy for them.
We finish up breakfast and I help mom and Allie clean up while dad and Zeke go out onto the back patio. We chat a bit about the upcoming engagement party and whether or not Allie and Zeke chose a date for the wedding. Throughout the entire conversation I don’t think Allie’s smile falls from her lips. She seems to be overjoyed and I can’t say that I blame her.
“So, have you any idea where you want to get married or hold the reception?” Mom asks sitting down at the breakfast bar.
“Hmm, no not really. I guess once we set a date it will be easier to decide on where everything will take place,” Allie says, coming along side of me.
She gives me a smirk then takes her eyes and looks me up and down.
“Allie, what are you looking at?” I ask, feeling a bit nervous.
“Well, you know I love you…right Zar?” She asks, placing her hand on my shoulder.
I glance over at mom and she just shrugs her shoulders.
“Yeah, I guess. Why do you ask?” I ask giving her a questionable glare.
She takes a step back and lets out a deep breath.
“I want you in the wedding Zar, but I won’t have you wearing black,” Allie says looking me right in the eyes, “you’re a gorgeous girl Zar and I want you to be a beautiful bridesmaid for your brother and me.”
A lump begins to form in my throat and I can feel my hands begin to sweat.
I rarely ever get panic attacks like this at home, but right now I know I won’t be able to calm this one down. It’s coming on too fast.
I grab onto the kitchen counter and feel my knees becoming weak. The pressure consuming my chest is making it harder to take deep breaths. I look between mom and Allie and the look on their faces is of pure fright.
They see me…they see what I’ve been trying to hide.
This can’t be happening.
I feel dizzy and overwhelmed. Not only am I in the midst of a horrific panic attack, but now I feel as though I’m about to pass out from the fear I see in my mom’s eyes.
I hear her call for dad and Zeke, but before I see them come through the door, I feel my body fall to the floor.
I hear the voices of my family members off in the distance and I’m feeling a bit confused.
Where am I?
I reach my hands down along my sides to feel where I am.
Why am I lying down on what feels like the living room couch?
What the hell is going on?
The last thing I remember is talking with Allie and mom and then I…I, oh my god. I had a panic attack and passed out.
Damn it to hell.
How am I going to explain all of this to them? I don’t want them to know about my secret. If they find out, things will get weird and I don’t want them to treat me like the others do.
Maybe, if I play it cool and act like I haven’t a clue what happened, they’ll think that this was a onetime thing.
Yeah, that sounds like the right thing to do.
I start to move my body and open my eyes.
Lying on the couch in the living room, I can see that everyone is off to the side of the room and in what looks like a deep conversation.
Having two parents as medical professionals, I can guarantee they checked me out thoroughly and are just waiting for me to wake up.
“Hey,” I whisper.
Mom turns and braces herself onto dad’s shoulder.
“Oh Zar, you’re awake!” Mom shouts, as she comes walking over to me.
“Zar, are you ok?” My dad asks.
I nod my head and hope they don’t start asking more in depth questions.
Dad comes walking over with Zeke, Zoe and Allie following right behind.
“You had us worried there for a minute kiddo. You bumped your head pretty hard on the counter and were knocked out for about half an hour,” dad says coming down to kneel in front of me.
“I’m fine, mom and dad. Really, I am,” I