GUILTY PLEASURE [A. GASKARTH] [o5]

It's been three days since that night.
Alex has called me everyday since. He's been asking me to come and hang out with him, but I've been hesitant. I knew that hanging out with him would entail people. People I knew from high school. I don't think I'm mentally stable for that right now. I get nervous and start breathing heavily every time I think about it. I hate giving people lame excuses, but I dont want people to think that I'm crazy. Most people I come across don't understand my anxieties, which makes me frustrated because then people start to talk about it, and ask "Why can't you just do this, or why can't you just do that". Nobody ever shuts up. I think that Alex got the idea when I kept telling him that my cat died, and that I was still grieving. He knew damn well that my mom was allergic to cats.
So when Alex came running threw my bedroom door at 11:30 am I wasnt all to pleased. I heard his feet shuffle across my floor, coming closer to me.
"Your still sleeping?"
I nodded and snuggled closer into the comforts of my blanket. I then felt my covers slowly being taken out of my grasp, and then thrown off onto the floor, the cold air instantly meeting my body.
"Aleexxxx."
He laugh lightly and grabbed my hand, pulling me out of bed. He pushed me in front of him and put his hands on my waist and guided my half asleep body down the hallway and to the stairs. He continued to guide me down the stairs and into the living room. He dropped his hands from my waist and sat down the couch. I yawned and stretched my body.
"What are you doing here?" I asked as I sat next him.
"Well, I was getting tired of hearing your lame cat excuse, so I came to get you, because I know you can't resist my charm."
Ego much?
"You got me there, Alex."
"No, but really I figured that the thought of hanging out with the guys would freak out a bit, so I decided to let it slide the first few times that I called you, but now I really want you to come hang out, plus Jack keeps bugging me to come get you."
I took a deep breath and thought about it. I didnt know the guys at all really. I only saw them a few times around school here and there. It might do me some good to be around people that I don't know.
I sighed and looked back up at Alex.
"Alright, I'll come and hang out."
A huge smile erupted on Alex's face.
"I guess I'll go get ready."
I smiled at Alex and pushed myself off the couch. I ran up the stairs and down the hall, into my room. I quickly pulled some clothes on and grabbed my jacket and purse. I walked down the hallway and into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and put some makeup on. I quickly ran a brush threw my hair, attempting to make it look presentable. I set the hair brush down and fluffed my hair, pushing my bangs out of my face. I grabbed the hairspray that was sitting next to the faucet and sprayed it quickly over my hair, carefully trying not to spray too much. I sat the hairspray down and looked at my reflection in the mirror. Satisfied, I grabbed my things that sat on the floor and walked out of the bathroom. Looking around, I made sure that didnt forget anything.
I realized that I forget two very important staples in my life. I took a deep breath and ran back into my room and over to my night stand. I grabbed the two orange bottles and stuffed them into my purse. I calmly walked out of my room, and down stairs.
My eyes met with Alex texting away on his phone. He noticed me standing at the end of the stairs, and smiled.
"You ready?" He asked me, getting up from the couch.
"Yeah, just let me grab something real quick."
He nodded and headed towards the door. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the refrigerator. I walked out of the kitchen and met Alex by the door. We walked out side to see the snow from early this morning covering the ground. We walked to the car, he to the drivers side, and me to the passenger's side. Alex started the car and turned the warm air on. We drove down the suburban streets. I put my water bottle into one of the up holders and grabbed by purse. I fished threw it until I found my two familiar orange bottles. As I was about open the first one Alex reached over and grabbed them out of my hand.
"What are these... BuSpar, and Lexapro?"
"Yeah..."
We came to a stop light; he looked over with concern in his eyes.
"Do you really have to take these?"
"Well, no if you want to deal with a crazy anxiety prone girl that you may have to put in a straight jacket and send off to an asylum."
He laughed.
"But if not, then I have to take these."
He nodded as the light turned green and handed back the bottles. I opened both bottles and took one out of each one. I closed them and set them in my lap. I grabbed the water bottle and popped the small pills into my mouth and drank from the water bottle.
"What are they for?"
I looked over at Alex, who was concentrating on the road in front of him.

Rest in the results.
"The Buspar is for my anxiety, and Lexapro is an anti-depressant."

"I understand that you have to take that stuff for your anxiety, but what about the anti-depressant?"


"My shrink prescribed it for me; she said that I had severe symptoms for depression, so I took them."


"A shrink, are you serious?" He laughed.


"I know, I'm totally fucked on the inside." I laughed.


"Maybe I can change that."


Lame ending, I know.

rate/message/cbox/banners