SOTC : Count On Me - Bruno Mars
Harlyn :P
Hey wanna hang out today??
Myla
I wish :/ I got therapy
Harlyn :P
Okay, what time?
Myla
I'm in the waiting room, it all depends
Harlyn :P
Okay! Txt me whenever you get out :))
Myla
Will do :)
I locked my phone and glanced around the room. It was empty today, most likely being the fact it's a Saturday morning. Jaidon wasn't occupying any of the seats in the waiting room, upsetting me a bit.
"Myla," I heard Miss Yamaro call.
I stood up, and walked with her. We passed through the hallways, the inspirational quotes hung from the walls. We reached her office, I took a seat on the couch, and she found her place in the chair by me.
"How are you?" She asks, glancing towards me.
"I'm in pain." I groan.
"Wha- oh my gosh, what happened to your ankle?!" She half yells.
"Jaidon pushed me." I joked.
She glared at me as if saying that I better tell her the truth.
"Actually, Jai told me to be careful swinging and I didn't listen. My butt slipped from underneath of me and I was going super fast. And unfortunately for me, what goes up must come down. My ankle cracked and yeah." I laughed.
"Is it broke?"
"No it's sprained badly, there also was a small fracture, but it's nothing too bad."
"Okay, let's talk." She spoke seriously.
"You're stuttering has gone away.." She smiled widely.
"Y-yeah, I didn't even realize that." I smile.
"How's home life?" She asks.
"Eh, Danyelle ignores me mostly." I sigh.
"Where's mom?"
"We don't know."
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Therapy was short and boring today. Nothing happened, and I talked a lot about Harlyn, and Jaidon.
Myla
I'm done with therapy and I'm at home
Harlyn :P
Okay :)) I'll swing by and pick you up
Harlyn :P
Does the park sound good?
Myla
Sadly not :( I sprained my ankle, ice cream sound good?
Harlyn :P
YESSSS! I hope this isn't a problem but Grace wants to tag along
Myla
No that's cool I'll ask Benjie if he wants to go :)
Harlyn :P
Okay I'll text you when I'm on my way, it takes a lot to get ready and then get Grace ready
Myla
Okay ttyl
I get up off the couch, using my crutches, and somehow manage to climb up the stairs.
I find Benjie sprawled out on the floor with Austin. They were coloring and Austin was singing to him.
I did my best to lean against the door frame, watching them.
"Hey, Benjie," I called softly.
He smiled over at me, "yeah?"
YOU ARE READING
Therapy
Teen Fiction"You need help Myla," she hissed. I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Don't do that, don't go mute on me." She said bitterly. ---- Myla had too many problems and not enough answers.
