Late nights with Ray

Comfort (?)

TW: Panic attack, hinting at transphobia

~Language~

Cici clasped her hands over her ears, breathing heavily.. ‘Just calm down… You’re okay, Eren’ swaying back and forth, she tried to bring herself back to reality; but it was like fighting against the entire Persian army at once.

You’re just faking it. 

What do they see in you?

You’ll never be a real girl.

Gentle sobs racked the teen’s chest as she spoke to herself, struggling to convince Cici that the nagging little voice that sounds like her mother that none of that is true.

“My name is Cicelia Evans. I am seventeen and I am t-” she jumped as a light but dull thud hit her window pane. Standing on weak ankles and wobbly knees, she peered outside of her bedroom window to see someone around her age with short choppy lavender hair, grey eyes and a splash of freckles on their nose. Cici recognised the figure and with trembling hands, opened the window to let them in

“C, I got your text.. you all right?” a voice that helped her too many times to count inquired pulling Cici to their body in a comforting hug. 

“A-A.J.. Why won’t she just accept me? T-That’s all I want from her,” Cici’s knees buckled, bringing herself and A.J. to the floor

“Oh, sweets, it’s not your fault and it never will be. She’s just living in her own world, oblivious to the greatest thing in her life; which is you, Cicelia Lynn Evens. If she can't see what a gem you are and how awesome it is to be around you-” A.J. was cut off by a finger pressed against their lips, “Th-Thank you..” Cicelia sniffed as she stood from the floor, wiping stray tears off of her blotchy face, 

“Do you want to stay at my house for the time being?” 

Cici’s face lit up temporarily as she nodded, “Are you sure?”

A.J. reassured her as they stood to help pack a bag for the week, “Yep. My mom said anytime you need to get away from your house you can come over. We fuckin’ love you, Hun”

Cici chuckled as she grabbed her duffle bag and turned off her light, the both of them making way to her window. A.J. being the first one to hop out of the window and extending their arms for Cicelia. She sat in her window sill for a moment before jumping into A.J.’s arms, smiling as the both of them made way to the lavender haired’s house.

 ۝۝ Timeskip~۝۝

A.J. walked back into their room, holding a bowl of popcorn, “Movie night?” Cici walked over to grab a small handful of popcorn and smiled, “What’re we watching tonight?” 

“Cult classics. Your favorite” setting the bowl on their dresser, A.J. flung themself onto the futon, “I say we start with ‘Night of the Living Dead’ and go from there” Cici smiled and sat down next to her most favorite person in the world, “Sounds angelic, A.J.”

A/N: I really enjoyed writing this one, it has the grounds for a really good book.. I dunno yet. Maybe