"Well I didn't use it so you can stop being annoying about it." Taylor rolled her eyes as she picked up a book and flipped it open to the page she last left off on.

"But the stress of this all caused you to almost use it and almost hurt yourself again! How are you dismissing this! You need to tell Stef and Lena, right now." Callie sighed frustrated with her sister, she had taken on all this extra stress just as she was beginning to get better and Callie hated the fact that Taylor acted as if it wasn't going to have an affect on her. "They need to know to help you get on track, or else you aren't gonna graduate this year, then will it be a big deal?!"

"Then I fail and don't graduate this year! What's the big fucking deal if I don't want to graduate early anymore?" Taylor screamed back at her sister. "You know what, if you don't support me and my plan to get the hell out of here, then why don't you get out of my face. I can't deal with anyone who isn't one hundred percent supportive of the things I do anymore."

"Tay. That's not what I'm saying." Callie replied shortly, "You know I support you getting out of here. I just worry about you already giving up, maybe you're not ready."

"Look," Taylor replied finally putting her book down and looking Callie in the eye, "I am ready, it's just that I have a lot going on so I decided that I was putting my mental health first this year, which means if I need to stop doing homework and go to bed, then I will go to bed and take a zero. If I need to miss a day of school, I will and pay the consequences. I'm still going to graduate early."

"You won't though. They won't let you graduate early if your grades slip. You know how hard Lena had to fight for you to get this?" Callie explained exasperated. "No, because Lena didn't tell you that they weren't gonna let you graduate early, why do you think she told you less than a week before school started, because she spent the entire summer for you to graduate this year and now you're just throwing it away!"

"Callie! I had one bad night okay. I didn't cut. I'm still going to do fine for the quarter in school, okay? Calm down." Taylor muttered leaving the room. "I can't do this right now."

Taylor left the room and went downstairs to where she thought her moms would be but didn't see anyone around, feeling defeated from her earlier argument with Callie, Taylor retreated into the backyard. She wasn't trying to jeopardize her chances of getting done with school this year, Taylor was just becoming depressed again. Which made sense, she had been doing really well for about six months with no therapy, no meds, nothing that was supposed to "help." Taylor closed her eyes hoping her migraine due to the stress would go away if she were to just lay outside in peace for a few minutes.

An hour later Stef came out into the backyard and woke Taylor up by sitting next to her and stroking her daughter's hair out of her eyes. "Callie told me you two got into a fight."

"Of course she did." Taylor grumbled lifting her head to put it in her mother's lap. "She's projecting. She's freaking out about having to save me from the stress of senior year when really she should be yelling those things at herself."

"You realize why she's worried about you though right?" Stef asked worried about the same thing Callie was. "You do have a lot going on."

Taylor shook her head in response, "I know. But I'm handling it, I just had a rough couple of days but I still am doing really well. I promise mom."

"Momma's been worried about you too." Stef whispered looking towards the kitchen window to see if her wife was home yet.

"I know mom." Taylor whispered back, "Okay, so maybe I'm not as great as I was right before school started but I'm not overly depressed again and I'm not cutting and I'm graduating this year so I will be okay. It's just a lot of stuff going on and I started being overwhelmed but I am okay."

"I really hope so love." Stef kissed her daughter's forehead, "We all really want this for you."

Stef hugged her daughter quickly before going back inside to check on her other children and see how their homework was going.

Taylor waited another moment outside enjoying the incoming fall breeze before heading inside and up to her room. She quickly grabbed her textbooks, her laptop and went downstairs to the dining room table. Without saying a word to any of her family who were all in the living room she sat down at the dining room table and flipped open her math book, and began to catch up on the homework she was behind on. After finishing three math assignment Taylor opened her laptop to begin working on her extra classes online when Lena walked into the dining room.

"We were looking for you earlier but you weren't in your room." Lena said smiling at her daughter as she sat down at the table next to the teen.

"Oh, sorry." Taylor mumbled looking up from her work, "I was in here, I couldn't focus in my room and I really needed to get some homework done."

"Don't apologize for doing homework." Lena chuckled at her daughter, "Do you need help with any of it? I know your grades went down a little."

"No." Taylor replied quickly, "I mean, you don't have to help, you already fought so much for me to graduate I can fight to complete the class load now."

"Who told you I had to fight for this?" Lena asked worriedly, she had tried keeping that from Taylor so she wouldn't put too much pressure on herself to get great grades and finish all her classes early.

Taylor looked to the ground, not wanting to get Callie in trouble despite their fight earlier. "I could use some help with this business law course. It's so boring."

Lena laughed again, leaning over to see what it was her daughter was working on for the class, "See, I loved my business law course in college."

Taylor inquisitively watched her mom, "Why did you need business law to become a teacher?"

"You don't." Lena shrugged, "I thought it would be fun."

Taylor laughed at her mom's strange definition of "fun". She managed to sit down and finish two out of eight of the lessons in the course which made Lena ecstatic because it meant that hopefully Taylor was over her small bump and back on the track to graduate a year early.

After finishing a bunch of the work that she was behind on, Taylor went upstairs to find her sister.

"I'm sorry." Taylor whispered as soon as she walked into Callie's room, "I know you support me, I'm just a little bit of a stressed out mess right now."

"No, I'm sorry." Callie apologized, "It's the graduation goggles right now, I mean Brandon's gone, you, me and the twins will all be scattered about the country next year. I guess I'm a bit of a mess too."

Taylor laughed, "When aren't we both a mess. I'm just really glad you pointed out the fact that I'm kinda getting behind already. Lena sat down and helped me and we came up with a plan to get everything done. So I am gonna graduate early, and the fight wasn't for nothing."

"I'm glad." Callie said laying down on her bed getting ready to go to sleep for the night. Noticing this Taylor turned to leave the room about to say goodnight when Callie interrupted her, "And I didn't mean to dismiss it earlier, that was incredible of you to hold your tool and not self harm the other night, I'm sorry for not believing that you were strong enough."

"I love you Callie." Taylor whispered, not sure how to react to the comment, "Goodnight."

Taylor made her way back to her room and into her bed when Lena came in to talk with her again, "Hey love. I need to tell you something."

Taylor could tell from her mother's shaking voice that it was something important and she shot right up in bed, "Momma, what's wrong?"

Lena cleared her throat trying to hide the shakiness, "I want to make sure you don't push yourself too hard this year, to the point of panic attacks and depression spells again. Okay? Because I understand how draining these panic attacks can be and how terrifying they are now."

Taylor grew worried about her mother, "Momma, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Lena shook her head no, it was the first time Taylor had ever seen her mother appear panicky and weak, "I've been dealing with some anxiety lately and some serious panic attacks according to mom, and I don't want you to ever feel like this if we can prevent it okay?"

Taylor shook her head not knowing how to respond, her mother was always so strong. Lena was the one who helped Taylor through everything, she was always so happy. "Momma." Taylor couldn't finish the sentence, not sure what to say.

Taylor smiled in encouragement, knowing how her mother was feeling, and whispered a goodnight and love you as Lena left the room. In that moment, Taylor decided that she was going to finish this year and stay happy and healthy so she could help her mom they way Lena had helped her through last year. She couldn't stand to see Lena in so much discomfort but still had no idea how to comfort her or what to say.

Author's note:

Hi guys! Here's another update since the last one was so short. Anyway, I was hoping to ask for advice this time. My "mother" much like Lena has started having terrible anxiety and she's not saying what brought it one and I want to send her words of encouragement and let her know that I want to help but feel like that's awkward coming from a teenager to an adult? I'm not sure but if anyone had any ideas on what I could say that would be fantastic. I have to get some more homework done but I will try and update some more this week. Lots of love! xoxo -Bri