Parallel Lines….
I OWN NOTHING!!!!!!!
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His parents screaming hollering his name over and over again.
His dad being eaten by the next door neighbor's daughter in a pink tutu and princess crown.
His mom's dead eyes staring straight forward, never seeing her son again.
Columbus snaps awake gasping starving for air and yet he can't take any in.
SHIT!! He thinks to himself he jumps out of the bed and starts tearing apart his bag.
HAVE TO FIND IT, COME ON!!!
After a few seconds his legs collapse under him, he falls to the floor gasping for breath.
" Every thing ok in here??" He hears Tallahassee's accent ask.
He gasps trying to say something but he can't get enough air.
" Shit kid.. What's the matter?" he is grateful that Tallahassee finally hears him.
He takes in as much air as his tightened throat can.
" Asthma.. Inhaler gone." he wheezes out.
" You have asthma?"
No I'm just wheezing and gasping for air because of I can… He thinks to himself
But he nods.
Suddenly he feels strong a strong hand on his shoulder.
" Let's get you in the living room."
He feels the hands help him up slowly and guides him into the living room.
He takes a seat on the couch still gasping for air, he balls his fists trying to fight it.
" Wichita, we need help in here!!" Tallahassee yells not knowing what to do.
Columbus sees Wichita run in with a gun.
" What is it??" She asks her tone slightly irritated.
" Kids got asthma and no inhaler." he says
Columbus feels her eyes on him, he can suddenly see concern on her face.
He looks at the floor trying to take in air.
" Hey kid is there anything we can do to stop this?" the older man asks.
Columbus nods.
When he was a kid he was beat up and had an asthma attack they shot him with an Epi pen. It didn't stop the attack but it slowed him down enough to try to control his breathing.
" Epi pen." he coughs out.
" What the Hell is-" Tallahassee starts to say but is cut off by Wichita
" Coming right up." She runs and grabs her bag, then pulls out a yellow shot.
She removes the cap with her teeth walks over and jams it into his thigh pressing lightly on the top.
After the shot is administered she takes a seat next to him.
" Lay your back up against me."
Columbus obeys still struggling with his tightened throat.
He stays there mimicking her slow deep breaths after a few minutes his throat starts loosening up.
His gasping for breath turns into an exhausted wheeze.
His body is exhausted from the lack of oxygen he stays there leaning heavily against her chest.
Feeling her breath on his neck makes him feel safe.
" Great job.." She says comfortingly and rubs his lower back slowly.
He falls asleep his body giving into the exhaustion.
She moves slowly and with help from Tallahassee she lays his small frame on the couch.
She gathers up a blanket and puts it over his pale torso.