* Depression * - IC

[pandax]

Pale white and riddled with anxiety Katya rose to her feet and muttered a quiet, excuse me, before leaving the room for a brief moment. She walked down a few halls, the farther she got from the room the calmer her nerves got. Katya frequently looked over her shoulder before finally leaning against the wall and taking a deep breath. She didn't need to be fix, she was perfectly fine being the way she was now. wasn't she?

Looking down she rummaged through her purse before pulling out a small almost rectangular, metal flak. Her nimble fingers unscrewed the cap in a hurry and she put her lips to the container, a sense of relief washed over her as she drank the bittersweet liquor.

Katya drank half the flask before screwing the cap back on. She sank to the floor and stared right across the hall. Katya was a mess, an alcoholic, a puzzle that she was sure no one could solve.

I'm not like these people... She told herself desperately.

[KatnissEverdeen]

" Well I guess we shou-" an interruption came froma distraught looking girl.
She was excusing herself from the room. It was nearly ten minutes past the practical starting time of the meeting. Had the man been looking for a bigger outcome?
As the girl leaves the room, Kennedy had a sense that she didn't plan on returning.
Something about the way she presented herself, it was off. Just like everyone else here.
She watches as the door slowly shuts, an odd hissing soubd filling the empty silence as the hinges declare their last moments of movement.
Kennedy had her legs crossed. Her arms folded on her lap. She was feeling a bit uncomfortable, and suddenly sick to her stomach.
Oh no. She could feel it climbing up the back of her throat, threatening to spill upon the marble floors at her feet.
She gasps and gulps loudly, sure she was making a scene in the silence.

Finally, the sick feeling subsides, leaving Kennedy to cough and cough. Was she being hit with a bad cold? She was sure all those days inside had weakened her immune system. It was possible a virus might have crept in.
Kennedy stands from her chair.
" I'm sorry, I must be excused to.." she could feel her stomach rolling and tumbling. She felt as if her face should be green with sickness, as she found an open trashcan in the janitor, mobile desk, and threw her guts up. Leaning up just as the janitor walked out from cleaning the room, Kennedy stumbles back into the wall.
She groans to herself, as she slides down, collapsing.

Her forehead was damp and her eyelids felt like they would drop and just shut her off any moment.
She was deffinatley sick.
Her eyes skim across a girl further down the hall who seemed to be in the same position. Groaning, Kennedy rolls her head to look at the floor.
Her legs were folded into a pretzel like fashion, her hands dropping in the center of her legs.
Her eyes wonder over the discoloured lines on her arms, abd she frowns to herself. She could remember each and every one of them. Things like that disn't leave you.
Kennedy sighs heavily, head falling back onto the wall.
She just wanted to go home.

[Chazz]

Paul saw the young woman collapse to the floor, and rushed over to her.
"Miss? miss? are you alright?" he asked as he knelt down beside her.
"Can I get some help here?" Paul called out, as he saw several others walking around and not doing anything.
Paul took her by the hand, patting it. trying to comfort her in any way he could.
"I don't know what to do, can you tell me what is wrong?" he asked, as he looked around for someone to help.
"Can I call you a cab ?" asked Paul as he didn't know what was wrong, it could be a number of things.
"Do I need to call an ambulance?" he asked, as he looked at the young woman.

[Myst]

Angela watched as several of the girls got sick. She couldn't blame them. This was all enough to make anyone physically ill. Getting up, she went over to a table that had been set up with plastic cups and a water jug. Getting two cups, she went first to the girl against the wall who was being helped by a guy.
"Here," she said gently, holding the cup toward the girl. "Sip it slowly."

[KatnissEverdeen]

This was all so overwhelming.
Kennedy was here to speak about her problems, with complete strangers, with people she had no idea even existed on the earth until today. Sure, they maybe had similar problems, but it was still terrible. The thought of having to admit it outloud was sickening.
Maybe that was why she got so sick.
Or maybe she honestly had a stomach bug, or the flu.
She didn't even know with herself, anymore.

So here she sat, eyes blurry, watching from what seemed a distance, as a young man came to her aid. He was patting her hand, and saying things that only sounded distant in her head. She felt strange, slightly out of it, very light headed. What was happening?
He was asking for people to help, then asking her what was wrong, whether it was an emergency.
" I'm fine." she protests, her voice sounding a bit off center, a bit out of whack. She wasn't focused, she wasn't fully there.

Water was pushed into her fingers, as a girl came into view now.
" Slow? Small?" Kennedy shrugs and follows the instructions. Who were these people?
She could recognize the girl from the meeting room, but the boy was not from there.
Where had the girl down the hall gone?
Had she felt sick too?
Kennedy could feel the claminess of her skin, the heat radiating from her body. She felt like a heater, heating the place. They honestly needed it, it was freezing in her. In the middle of december, and no heat. It's ridiculous, in her opinion.
Kennedy continues to sip the water, staying a little dazed, and looking quite flushed.

[pandax]

Katya's eyelids were about to droop over and close but they snapped opened as she heard gruesome hurling and then frantic voices further up the hall.
Her head turned slowly and watched as two people gathered around a girl who looked sick to her stomach. Katya rose, stumbling a bit as the effects of the alcohol slowly took their toll. She didn't bother with the girl or the people surrounding her.
A throbbing sensation came over her head and she winced a bit. Just what she needed now, a stupid headache.

Going into her purse once more she took out a couple of pills and popped them into her mouth. She washed them down with the rest of what was in her flask and shook her head to clear her foggy vision. She had only mixed liquor and pills once, and it resulted in her passing out cold for hours. Katya didn't care if it would happen again,maybe if she was lucky she could quickly end it all.

Her back straighten and she walked up the hall, there was still a slight wobbliness in her walk but it was miniscule. Katya slowed down as she neared the group,not saying a single word she passed on by quickly, avoiding eye contact.

[xLillyliciousx]

Lilly sat in the middle of her bed, looking around her room, that was cluttered with clothes, and other stuff that she didn't even know why it was in her room but for some reason, she would never get rid of it. She was in her lalaland, her mind would always be thinking, thoughts, ideas, would always be twirling around in her head, her mind would never go to sleep. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she blinked her eyes than stood up from the bed, she kicked things out of her way as she walked towards a calender on her wall. Today was the day, she would be going to a group therapy session for depression. Lilly knew she was always depressed, she ignored it though, it wasn't that she was in denial, she just wanted to be normal. She snorted, like she would ever get close to being normal.

Lilly looked towards a fish tank, though instead of it holding fish, it held a single male Chinese water dragon. "How are you doing today, Draco?" She walked up to the tank and pulled Draco out; the only reason she got Draco was because she didn't want to be lonely at home whenever her friends couldn't come over, or if she didn't have any kids to babysit. Draco was her comfort pet. "So do you think this depression session will do any good?" She asked him though he only stared up at her. Lilly started to walk towards her closet when all of sudden, Grace zoomed into the bedroom.
"Lilly!" Grace shouted on the top of her lungs as she jumped onto the bed.
Lilly jumped with a soft scream of surprise, she glared at Grace, she hated when she would randomly come over without telling her, and without knocking. "What do you need?" Lilly asked.
"We should go out shopping. I need some new clothes." Grace explained as she flipped through one of the books that cluttered Lilly's bed.
"I can't." Lilly stated.
"Why not?" Grace asked as she crunched up her nose.
"Because I'm going to be busy babysitting." Lilly lied through her teeth. She hated to lie to her friends, really she hated to lie to anyone. Even though she had been lying to everyone about her depression, because whenever it was one of her gloomy days, she would say that she either didn't feel good, or was tired.
"Oh, well how about tomorrow?" Grace asked.
"Maybe tomorrow." Lilly smiled at her. Lilly hated smiling, because she hated her smile, she always looked fake and stupid when she smiled, maybe because all of her smiles were fake.

Half an hour after getting ready, talking to Grace, and getting a can of Pepsi out of her fridge. Lilly was on her way towards the therapy building, she wasn't sure if she would be able to do this, she never talked to anyone about her feelings or emotions. Lilly would whether listen to people about their own emotions than talk about hers. Lilly drove down the road, frowning as she tried to follow the directions. That was one of Lilly's bad habits, she would end up getting lost, that was one of many reasons why she hated driving. Finally, though she pulled up to the building, climbed out of the car, and headed towards the door. As the black haired girl walked down the hallway, she smiled sweetly to anyone that she went past, even if Lilly was in a depressed mood, she would whether see other people happy than see herself happy.

Once Lilly found the right room, she opened the door, and walked inside. A soft smile was on her lips as she walked up to one of the seats, and sat down quietly. All of the people that was in the room, looked like zombies, they all looked like they were to their end. Did she look like that? Lilly looked down at her pale hands, she looked like a little girl, while the other people looked older than her. She wondered if she was the youngest in the group? Lilly looked up to one of the walls, it was covered in posters, and she silently read to them to herself waiting for the meeting to start. She wondered how many people would come, she wondered if everyone would tell their stories. Would she be able to tell her story? It wasn't the worst story, but every word she had to listen too, really effected the fragile girl. One of her ex-boyfriends had slapped her across her face, another one had even threw her across a room, but that wasn't as bad as the words that would slice through her. Though it seemed, that since she moved out of her parent's house, her depression got a little better but not by much.

Lilly looked around the room once more, she wondered when the meeting would start, she took a deep breath as she tried to calm herself down. All of sudden though, a girl left the room, than another girl started to throw up her guts, Lilly bit her bottom lip, not sure if she would be able to help, there wasn't much she probably could do. A man went to the girl who threw up, asking if she was alright, than another girl gave her a cup of water. Lilly stood up and walked over to the small group, she kneel down beside the girl, and placed the back of her hand on the sick girl's forehead. "You're burning up." Lilly looked towards the man. "Could you please go find a cold washcloth or towel?" She polity asked him than looked back a the sick girl before she dig through her purse until she found a wrapped peppermint. "Here, suck on this, it always help me when I have an upset stomach." She slipped the small candy in the girl's hand.

[Ace Riku]

Joseph sighed, pressing his thumbs to his temples. Two of the girls had asked to be excused already, and the meeting hadn't even started yet.
I'm not like them... he thought again.
How was he going to get out of this mess? Here he was, stuck with a bunch of druggies, drunkards, and emos. His grandmother would be turning in her grave. So would all the other people he caused to die. It was all his fault, at least that's what he told himself. If he hadn't had this stupid meeting today, then maybe it would be over. He wouldn't have to go through another day of incessant suffering, and it was even worse now that he was stuck in the freak bin. Sure, maybe he drank too much. Sure, maybe he had a striving urge to kill himself. Sure, maybe everyone around him had died invadvertantly at his hands. But did that mean he belonged here? Joseph was awakened back into reality by a sound of one of the girls coughing- badly. He couldnt just sit here in do nothing, not again. Joseph quickly stood up, not even looking at the guy apparently in control of the meeting. He stepped outside, overhearing one of the new- and cuter- girls ask the guy to go get a washcloth.
"Hey don't worry slugger, I got it." Joseph said to the guy as he passed by the scene, quickly making his way to the bathroom.
He returned with a wet towel, handing it to the cute girl.
"Anyone know what the hell happened to her?"

[Myst]

"She's feeling sick," Angela answered the guy.
"My name is Angela," she told the girl in a kind tone. "Is this kind of sickness normal for you? Do you take any medications?"
Her mother was a nurse. Angela knew the standard questions to ask a patient.

[SweedishDelight]

Adrian watched as everything happen, his dark eyes narrowing as he watched others go to help. He went back into the room and sat down, moving a hand to his forehead and he sighed heavily. He never knew how to deal with these situations. Adrian had dealt with himself and friends getting broken noses, torn muscles, serious injuries but he didn't know how to deal with a girl crying or sick.