I ran my fingers through my hair, tugging one of my bracelets as I filled up my water cup.
I must've triggered her night terrors.
Seeing me that kind of state must've reminded her of her sister, Lizzie. And she hadn't wanted to tell me, because once again, nobody wanted to tell Lee anything that could possibly break him.
"Mind if I grab some coffee?" McKenna asked, quietly.
"It's a free fucking country."
I hadn't meant that to come out as harsh as it had, but she took a couple of steps back, staring at me with wide eyes.
I took a sip of my water, handing her a Styrofoam cup for her coffee.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you," she said, as she poured some coffee into her cup. "It's just that you've been so distant and unresponsive this past week, and I didn't want to bother you with my problems when you clearly have enough on your own plate."
"McKenna-" I started.
"It's starting time guys!" Travis called. "Come mosey on in."
McKenna sipped on her coffee, offering me a small smile. "We better mosey our way back."
"McKenna, I just want you to-"
"Who're we still missing?" Travis's voice called out.
"Later," she promised, squeezing my arm before heading back to the circle.
Fuck my life.
Group therapy seemed to drag by. More than usual.
McKenna wasn't as talkative as usual. And Travis seemed to be more talkative than usual, which I didn't think was humanly possible.
And everything he said got on my last nerve.
"Hey Lee?" Travis called, as the meeting was adjourned.
I glanced at him over my shoulder, already halfway to the door.
He beckoned me to come back over to him.
Of fucking course.
I trudged back over to the circle, shoving my hands into my pockets.
"I know you've been going through a bit of a tough time."
"You do, do you?"
Travis raised an eyebrow at me.
"Not to be rude or anything," I muttered.
He chuckled. "I was just going to say, that if you ever need someone to talk to, or if you ever want to grab a coffee or something, I'm always here for you."
"You know Lee, other people can't make you want to be here," Travis said, looking me square in the eye. "The only person that can make this work is you."
"I know, that's a classic rehab line."
He chuckled, nodding. "Just think on it."
"I'll do my best."
"And remember, I'm always here to lend you an ear."
I nodded, before turning and heading out the door.
McKenna was waiting outside, her gaze focused down on her phone.
"Did you survive?" she teased, glancing over at me.
"He's a nice guy Lee, if you actually give him a chance."
"He's a royal douche."
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Jefferson Lake (MBBF Spin-Off)Teen Fiction
*Spin-off of My Brother's Best Friend *Trigger Warning: This book deals with issues such as self-harm, Anorexia, and depression. Lee Adams is what people tend to call "high-maintenance". He feels as though he has absolutely no control over his emoti...