𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐈 would be kidnapped by my own father, i would have looked at you crazy. But here i was sitting in front of my 3rd therapist in under a month, who was trying to get me to open up about it.
"You've made no progress Sage, I'm just trying to help but I need you to open up" she says setting her clipboard down.
"I don't need help, honestly I'm fine" I knew that was far from the truth, but what would you do if you had gon through a traumatizing event and were set up with a complete stranger to talk about it?
Sighing she scribbles something down on her paper. Looking down at my watch i realize our session had ended. "You are free to go, Our next session is scheduled next Monday at 12 P.M" I hear her say as i get up and exit the room.
The moment I stepped outside I could hear a car honking. My eyes meet my mom whose waving to me with a smile on my face. Rolling my eyes I make my way to the car.
"Hey sweetie" She says when I open the door. "Hey" I reply.
My tone was flat and I sure she could tell I had no interest for anything she had to say. "The kids are at the house waiting for you" she says before turning the car in and driving home.
When the car came to a stop I was quick to hop out and enter the house. I could hear laughter from my room and it made me smile.
"They're upstairs, How was therapy" Scott says exiting our kitchen. "Pretty boring, I hate it so much" "Come sit down we can talk about it" he says making his way to the couch.
After the incident, Scott and I have became much closer while me and my mom drifted. Ever since everything talking to my mom felt like a chore. She knew that I knew she had no intentions of telling me about my actual dad and I couldn't let that go.
Scott could have told me but my mom probably told him not to so i didn't hold it against him.
"I don't get why my mom thinks I need a therapist, it's been a year I'm fine."
He just gives me a look that tells.e 'We both know you're wrong' and that's true. Nightmares are frequent in this house hold. Before I'm able to say something I hear footsteps enter the house.
"My sign to go" I say pushing myself off the couch and towards upstairs.
"Hey guys" I say whenever I enter the room. Gwen was sat on my bed, while robin and Finn were sitting on the floor. "How was it" Gwen asks as I make my way to sit next to Robin.
"So boring She always asks the same repetitive questions" I reply laying my head on robins shoulder. "What were you guys talking about" "The sleepover we were supposed to have for a year, last time we did we didn't have Gwen" Finn says.
Nodding I begin to drift off as they begin talking again. Life wasn't the same, but we were managing.
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