Once we were in our Uber, I heard my phone vibrating. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and it was my mom. She was still in h/t (home town) with my dad.
I realized that she probably knew about my incident. Oh no. I didn't tell her, but the doctors told her. I'm so screwed.
"Hi honey, um, I just got a call from the..." she paused and took a breathe. I already knew what was coming.
"T-The doctors?" My eyes widen, and I tapped my foot nervously on the floor of the car.
My mom would never see me the same. She probably things I'm crazy. Oh no.
"They t-told me what happened... I don't want to talk about it, but we need to make you an appointment with the mental counselor."
"No! I'm okay. I don't need that. It's fine, mom. I'm fine." She knew I hated going to a counselor.
"I know, y/n, that you don't like these type of things, but we have to. Now, I will not hear you protest, your going! Good bye." And she hung up. Me and mom were never exactly close.
"No! No, no no no..." I mumbled. I put my head in my hands and took a deep breathe.
"Um, y/n? Are you okay?" I heard Sadie joke, then laugh.
Am I okay? I hate that question. No. I'm not okay.
I just didn't respond, instead I told the driver to stop.
"Sir, can you please stop the car?"
"Y/n?! What are you doing? Get back in here?" Josh demanded.
"I need a break!" I put my hands up in defeat, and closed the door. I happened to be right in front of a target.
It wouldn't hurt to look... I found a smirk forming on my face.
I just, need some me time.
Walking into the store, I put on my sunglasses and hat, just so no one would recognize me. I should of warn those before!!!
I picked out a bunch of cute outfits, and... I bought some chocolate. You can't blame though...
Who was the dumb person to give me a credit card? Psh.
Considering I wasn't that far from the house, and it was a beautiful day, I walked back. I only got stopped by three people to take a picture. That's a new record for me.
I opened the door, and was tackled with hugs right away.
"What are you guys doing?" I asked.
"Y/N! DONT YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN." Finn yelled.
I pushed them away from me. "Why?" I rolled my eyes. "What did I do wrong now? What else did I ruin? Huh?" I didn't give him time to answer. Instead I took my chocolate and clothes, and walked up stairs.
I need my own room. I can't share a room anymore. Ugh.
Alex (the director duh)
Hi Alex, we've only been in the house for a couple of days, is there any chance there's an extra room? I haven't really looked around...
Hi y/n! Actually there is...
I didn't want to say anything because it's
not the best place. But there's a spare room in the basement. You can sleep there if you want.