Broken Together

Chapter 8: Consequences

"Hello Niall I'm Kristen please have  a seat" I walk into the room where there's two couches and a table between them. Already seams better than the group therapy

I sit down on the couch and she sits across from me.

"So how are you liking it here? Making friends?" She asks which I though was random

"Um it's alright, yeah I've made a few, I guess we're friends" I say

"Have you had friends before in any of your group homes or foster homes?"  She clearly knows everything IFCA knows

"I didn't stay in one place for very long"  she nods

"Mind if I talk to you about that a bit?" I shrug

"I guess" she smiles

"Your social worker, Maura, told me that you'd run away from every home and if you couldn't run away you'd harm yourself and land in hospital"

"So?" I raise an eyebrow at her

"I would like to talk about that a bit more unless you'd like to move on?"

"Id rather not" she nods

"I understand. I heard you punched your group therapist this morning. How's your hand?"

"Fine. Grendale bandaged it" I answer

"Good. I heard you singing with Liam. You two close?"

I shrug "not really"

"Are you sure there's not many people Liam shows the music room to?"

"He was just giving me some advise" she nods

"Well that's all for today unless there was something else you wanted to talk about?"

"Nope" I stand up

"I'll see you tomorrow for our meeting with your social worker then?"

"Yeah sure" I open the door and leave going to find the lads still confused about how that was "therapy"

I find them out side playing football all together.

"Niall!" I hear Harry shout from the field and I look up to them "come play!"

"Don't know how mate!" I walk into the field with them

"We'll teach you c'mon" Louis says kicking to ball to me

I smile "alright" I agree

We played until dinner because I quickly completely fell in love with the sport! No wonder Louis is always playing I could play forever.

"Your actually really good mate! Sure you haven't played before?" Louis asks as we all walk in breathing heavily after our 2 on 2 game

I laugh "positive!"

~*Next Day*~

"So what are you going to tell your mum today?" Harry asks me as we sit eating breakfast together

I shrug "don't know but I'm not too worried about it" I say biting a biscuit

"You're so lucky your missing group therapy for this meeting" Louis says sounding pissed

"Oh yeah tell me how his nose looks. 'M hoping I broke it" I laugh

"Will do" he nods

"Uhg I have to go down to dr. pricks office" I groan standing up once I've finished

"Good luck" Liam says

I nod and go down to the office knowing I didn't show up for this damn meeting my ass would be chewed out for hours.