“Breathe! Breathe!!" Amy kept on repeating, pushing the door to the girls locker room open. She supported Rita who appeared to be having a panic attack. “Breathe Rita breathe” she said again, leading her to the shower. She held her under the shower and turned it on, on her. “Look at me Rita!" Amy called, forcing her face to her. “Focus your eyes on me and breathe" she instructed.
Rita locked eyes with Amy, trying so hard to slow down her breathing. The cold shower splashing on her and her focus on Amy seemed to be working. She closed her eyes and after few more tries, she successfully got her breathing back to normal. As soon as her panic subsided, she crashed to the floor under the shower, breaking down in tears.
Amy turned off the shower and knelt down in front of her, pulling her int
