When Rylo transfers from UConn over to Iowa she runs into an old friend. Caitlin Clark who is one of Iowa's star basketball players.
(This whole storyline is fictional I am not trying to assume caitlin's sexuality or force it upon anyone. I am simp...
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"it's what i do" imessage, Narrative, and insta (TW mentions of depression) _________________________________
~2 months later~
cait💗
cait💗 hey ry, how's it going read 11:22 a.m
i haven't heard from you in a bit, are you ok? read 12:02 p.m
I don't know why I won't respond to Cait. I guess i just don't want to talk to her like this. I haven't come out of my room unless it's for softball or to use the bathroom. I know i've fallen back into the depression cycle, but I don't want to admit it to anyone.
I mean school's been over for two months. The school softball team was knocked out at states. I haven't eaten enough even though Mila, being the saint she is, leaves food for me everyday. She makes sure I at least eat one meal everyday which is nice.
I think it's different this time cause everyone's leaving, including myself. I also still haven't gotten over that night. It replays in my mind every night as I try ti fall asleep. Yea sure my dad's yelled at me and thrown stuff, but never at me before.
Before I could think too much into anything I hear a knock at my door.
"Rylo it's Cait."
caitlin's pov:
It's been months since I've last heard from Rylo and I'm getting really worried. Her sister told me how she's acting so I gave her some space. What happened to her was traumatic and I don't want to push her to talk about anything, but this isn't healthy.
I ended up texting her, but she hasn't responded. I've texted her before to just check in, but she hasn't responded today. I'm about to call her when I get a call from Mila. (bold is mila)