My Battle With Mental Health (Chapter 1)[page 13] Run away Idea

Then that is where the night really started to go downhill… As Ice said one sentence I knew for a fact that this night would not end well…
“Oh Jen… nice to see you again”
“Nice to see you too Ice…”

                I looked at both of them… as if one of them was not stressful already. I looked at them… I wanted my mind clear. But as Ice sat down next to Jen that was when I knew this night was going to get a little longer…

“sander… I waited for you…”
“I… I know… Dude… I just had to go home.”
“You had to go home sander?!” Ice stopped for a few seconds “or you just wanted to leave me.”
“That’s not it… I was just trying to get away from all the stress.”
“Stress sander?! Are you calling me stressful ?”
“That is not what I said Ice.”

                She was stressful to deal with she was sensitive about every single thing. I opted to sit down next to the window. I was tried… i just wanted to sleep… or drink… or something to kill these emotions of mine. I just  wanted a way out. I did not want to face anything. I did not want to face these problems.  I looked down at my wrists… I could feel my hand shaking. I put down my drink on the table. The two of them looked at me… confused.

“I want to go home…”
“Running away again?” Jen said.
“No… I just Want to be home… I would be grateful if we could continue this discussion at my house.”
“I’m down to go…” Jen said… then slowly looked at Ice.
“I can’t… I’ll… I’ll just talk to you tomorrow.”
“Jen… It seems like it’s you and me… for now…”
“And I’ll give you two your space…”

                Ice got up and walked over to the door… as she opened it I heard her sigh, she was tried… I could tell that she had things on her mind. As Ice was leaving I Jen fallowed her… and I was in the room… alone… for a few seconds I was thing that I could just go mental and destroy the room… I was really on the edge. I tried to take deep breaths… but my mind was so fuzzy. I could not thing of what was actually happening. So I just slammed the rest of my drink… I walked out after them… And so I made my way down the stairs.

“Sander… we… can we talk?”
“Char? Sure what’s going on?” As I looked at her I saw Jen standing next to the door. Waiting for me.
“What went down between you and… and That girl…”
“She and I used to be friends…”
“used to be?”

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