Top Rankings for Devon Blue:
# 1 in Music
# 2 in truelove
# 2 in healing
# 3 in mentalhealth
I used to think us twins could feel each other's pain and that if something ever went wrong we would come to the rescue because that was our job. That'...
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【Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ ６．５】
"What?" He burst out in surprise.
"That's wonderful!" She exclaimed!
"Well, I mean Blue are you up for it?" He questioned concernedly.
"Seriously Dad?" He quipped. He sounded offended.
"Tom relax." She replied scolding.
"Yeah relax," I said softly. I felt better today, not perfect but better. Lighter, and hopeful perhaps. I was so nervous and I wasn't use to being nervous. Logic should have taken over by now but no such luck.
"Blue it is okay, right? I mean if it's not I could just-"
"Can everyone stop please?!" I raise my voice and hold the right side of my head. I'm trying not to hold my breath at everything that's going on but it feels like a mountain out of a molehill situation and it was overkill. Why was it a big deal? Oh right recovery, people tend to worry when you have triggers and have been battling anorexia for a better part of your life. Of course, Chase didn't know this. I didn't want him to. Dad did know this and freaked out on us. And Mom, bless her heart she was trying to make sure we were all okay.
Healing was a process. That was my mantra for the day. It was 7:00 am and it was going to be a long day.
I take a deep breath and continue to eat my yogurt and fruit hoping for a normal morning one of these days. Where nothing is forced, awkward, intimidating, and my family's happiness is natural and there is no second-guessing.
