"Okay, Ryan, isn't this a bit..." I look at the box in Ryan's hand where he's holding all of JC's like, razor stuff and shaving tools, "I don't wanna go overboard and push like anything on anyone to scare anyone, you know," Ryan just stares at his hand, clearly debating,
"Franny, if Brian is right, and Dani, our favorite, sweet, unconfident, anxious, paranoid, afraid friend in the whole world is unraveling, should we be worrying about overestimating that? Because I, I'm worried, Franny. I'm very worried." I nod, looking down, knowing I agree, "You've seen her, when we've tried to get her in a video, or that look in her eyes when there's fans outside," I nod, clenching my jaw.
"Yeah, I have, more times than I'd care to see my friend that scared," He nods,
"You lived with them, I haven't, but I've seen it. I just don't wanna put more on JC than we have to either, like have him have to think about this," I nod silently, as he walks out of the bathroom, talking the box down the hall to someone else's room.
I sit down on the counter, and when Ryan comes back, I speak up, "Were you ever here at night, like when she was?" He tilts his head, looking up as I see the thought process running through his head,
"Uhm," He scrates his head, "Maybe? I don-" I interrupt him, keeping my face entirely neutral,
"Did you ever wake up to her screaming in her sleep because one of KnJ's fans kidnapped her in her nightmares, and are going to kill her?" He bites his lip, his eyes widening, "Yeah. She's always been scared of it, but that was just nightmares, and we could convince her of that being impossible, but only because she was... as sane as any other teenage with anxiety is and because it really was true, no one but JC's friends knew about her, only people he could trust with, with her. And now, fuck man, y'know. It happened," I laugh, "The one thing that held it all together, we let happen," Ryan shakes his head,
"Franny... it sounds like she wasn't holding it together in the first place, JC said he thinks something else happened, you told me that when I got here. Right? And just because she... um, cracked, I guess, with all of the internet stuff, enough to call JC, I'm choosing to see that as a good thing. You wanna know why?" He crosses his arms, offering me a smile as I just stare at him, somewhat exasperated as I just blink, "Because whether it's conscious or not, she's asking for help," I tilt my head,
"Yeah, I guess," I sigh and we just look at each other before I shake my head. He glances around, neither of us talking for a few seconds until we hear banging on the door and I frown, looking at Ryan, "They can't be back yet right, they're flight jus-" I get cut off as I hear,
"Franny! Where are you?!" I widen my eyes, hearing the familiar voice, and the pure franticness in it.
God dammit JC.
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I really am so sorry for how short this is but I hope you guys like this!
i don't know if you guys have noticed but there's a lot of cursing in these lol
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