the wake up : e.d

two

ethan dolan

I walked into Jordyn's old room and stood in the doorway. Everything was in it's place and very tidy, nothing has been changed since she left.

I sat on her bed and pulled out a box that was underneath it. I pulled out some polaroid pictures she had taken and began to look through them.

"Sweetie." My mom knocked on the door and let herself in. "Your dad and I were thinking and we think that it would be best for you to go to therapy."

I didn't say anything. I continued to look through Jordyn's box.

"Ethan." She grabbed the polaroid from my hand.

"I don't need it." I shook my head and continued to look at the box.

"Ethan, I think it's best for you." She stood up and walked out of the room.

Therapy wasn't going to help me, I was just depressed and there's nothing that's going to help me.

I just needed Jordyn to be back in my arms. I just wanted everything to be back to normal.

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