❝ I’m just really fucking scared. ❞
Bianca sighed heavily, not quite sure what to say to make Charlie feel better after the whole homecoming debacle. She knew that her friend was devastated about her fight with Wes, of course, but the more time she spent with Charlie, the more she talked to her friend and really tried to get to the root of the problem, the more she realized that things had been so off for so long, and Bianca wanted to kick her own ass for not noticing and helping sooner.
She wanted to tell her not to be scared. She wanted to tell her it was all going to be okay. But Bianca wasn’t good at emotions and motivational speeches or even at helping people assuage their anxieties. Bianca was good at action, at distraction... but right now that wasn’t what Charlie needed, so she wrapped her arms around her best friend in a big hug instead.
“I love you. Wes loves you, Tia loves you -- so many people love you. I know that doesn’t help, I know you’re still going to be scared... but it gets better,” Bianca attempted, not sure she believed her own words. She wasn’t even quite sure what it was that Charlie needed to get better, she was internalizing so much that Bianca couldn’t even understand. “And whatever you’re going through? You need to stop doing it alone, okay? All of us want to help, and it doesn’t make you weak to ask for it. It makes you brave to admit you can’t do it all by yourself, okay? Nobody can.”
It sounded right, maybe... like words that should help. But Bianca couldn’t tell if it was getting through to Charlie at all, if it was helping ease any of her tension at all, so instead she pulled back, completely ruining the mood by asking, “Do you want to go like... run your fears away? The weather’s awesome right now, we can just run until we can’t anymore, I won’t stop until you do.”
SHIT I SAY — SENTENCE STARTERS