🌸 Dahlia's POV 🌸
Jamilla throws her arms around me, placing my head on her chest and squeezes me carefully. "You're not in this alone anymore, I promise" Jamilla said reassuring me
"I can't deal with it anymore, I'm hurting" I emotionally replied. Jamilla let's go of me and offered to call Carson, I quickly declined and told her I was fine- but Jamilla insisted and called Carson over to the house
*ding dong* The doorbell went. "I'll get it" Jamilla said spontaneously. She ran downstairs and unlocked the door. "Carson? Hey! She's upstairs"
He rushed upstairs to my bedroom where I was sitting on my bed. "Dahlia...." Carson said worrying. "Carson?" I replied in tears. Jamilla left the room giving Carson and I some time to talk
"Why didn't you call me" he said. "Carson......please just-". Before I could finish my sentence he intensely grabbed me and pressed my body unto his. "Carson......Let me go, I don't want a hug right now" I said tearing up even more.
"Dahlia, I can't bear looking at you knowing your hurting badly" Carson replied. "I want to be here for you". "So the least you can let me do is hold you, until you stop crying........please?" Carson said passionately. The things Carson said to me, made me realise that they've all been very worried about me
I reassuringly said to him, "I'm sorry, I know I'm giving you guys a hard time". "It's not your fault, you never asked for any of this" Carson sighed. I slowly let go of his tight grip.
"Thanks Carson" I snivelled. Carson smiled "Just call me anytime you feel down, I'm here for you". I nodded. Carson gave me a small hug before he left. "Dahlia?" Jamilla called. "Yes......" I replied. Jamilla came running upstairs and jumped on me. "OMG! You and Carson😱" Jamilla exclaimed.
"We're you eavesdropping?" I asked teasingly. "I meaannn-" Jamilla replied. "You we're weren't you😂" I said. Jamilla stared at me looking very relieved. Jamilla hugged me tight. "Just know that we're all here for you" Jamilla replied reassuringly. "I know, thank you" I replied.
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Don't Look At Me Like That
Romance18 year old Dahlia the high-profile girl in town lives together in an apartment with her best friend Jamilla. After escaping her dark and traumatic past she struggles with Autophobia, will she ever find closure?
