It has been three days since Adaline has gotten out of bed. Maira comes home tomorrow and she isn't sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe it'll be good for her to have someone around. Maybe it'll be bad for someone to pay attention to her.
Adaline is unsure of everything these past few days. Whether or not she wants her roommates to come back, her feelings for Clay, if she wants to live or die. It's all too much, a weight pushing on her shoulders and sinking her to the bottom of an ocean, one that she can't swim in.
She sends out tweets and posts a picture on Instagram and responds to texts as if everything is okay and she hasn't been sitting in bed lying her in own depression for days. She texts Clay that she's just tired from having to talk to people a lot, she tells twitter the same thing as an excuse for not streaming. In reality the truth is that she's not just tired, she is exhausted beyond comprehension and no amount of sleep can or will give her the rest she needs.
Sometimes, Adaline thinks that she is not meant to get better. That the depressive episodes and the anxiety are meant to stay, she's not meant to be healthy.
Of course, she knows that's not true. She knows that maybe if she just tries a little bit harder, that she can get better. But there's no use in it for her, no real point. When she thinks of reasons to get better her mind is blank.
Adaline's phone buzzes against her leg and a familiar name pops up on the screen.
Will :)
Are you okay?
Adaline
Ofc, why?
Will :)
You haven't streamed in a couple of days
You don't usually miss daysAdaline
Just been tired from talking to people
Will :)Yeah alright but even when that happens you just stream alone
What's going on
Adaline
I just needed a break from talking to people for a bit
I'll be back tomorrow
It's not that deep WillWill :)
Cmon Adaline
Adaline
It's not that big of a deal
Just anxiety and stuffWill :)
I'm just worried about you
Clay is worried about you tooAdaline
I'm fine, I'm just burnt out
Will :)Come play minecraft with me
You don't have to say anything
Don't even have to vcAdaline
Ill passWill :)
Adaline
Please
Adaline
Fine
Will :)
:)
So Adaline takes ten minutes to push herself out of her bed and to her pc, momentarily just looking at herself in the reflection the screen. How dirty her hair is, the way her eyes are grossly bloodshot and the bags under her eyes are deeply purple disgust her. For the first time in days Adaline feels herself tear up.
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FanfictionAdaline Brazier, a twenty year old twitch streamer, has never really made any friends online, let alone fallen in love. When she finally gives in to requests and goes on love or host, she doesn't get hosted by Wilbur Soot like she expected to and in...