This story is going to be Helena Bonham Carter & characters one shots (short stories for Helena and her characters) If you like it please vote or comment so I can continue writing!!
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I was going everyday in group therapies and I realized it calms me down. I was able to sleep peacefully again. Until she came and she ruined everything. I was always distracted from her. I lost my sleep again. Everyday I was thinking about her. She claimed my mind. I wasn't able to think anything else.
I decide that I have to talk to her before it's too late. Her name was Marla. I knew that because of the tag on her shirt. Today I was going in a group therapy for rehab from alcohol problems. I went in and I found a seat. I was watching the other members giving speeches for their addiction and my eye cought someone. There she was. Sitting at the back and smoking cigarettes. She cought me staring and winked at me. I was so angry. When the session ended I went outside to find her. She was sitting on a bench and waved at me. "What are you doing?"I said "Sorry?" "You ruined my life, my sleep, I can't relax anymore because of you, you are addicted and you are not here to start rehab. What are you doing here?" I said angry at her "What are YOU doing here? You are not addicted to anything." She said "How do you know that?" I asked "I've seen you in the other groups that you are in." "Are you spying on me?" "No, I just want to do something to spend my time." "You have to stop. I can't relax anymore." I'm not abletothinkanythingelse. Just you
She gave me a small paper and left.
Marla Singer. Call me (phone number)
I went back home and got in the bathroom to have a shower. When I went out I remember that I have her number. I was angry I didn't want to call her. But something in me just told me to do it. So I did it. I called her. As I was going to hang up because I regret it, she picked up the phone. " Hello? (Y/N) is that you? Are you still angry?" "Well maybe...." "I think you want me to say something..." "And what would that be?" "Come at my apartment" she said and hang up.
How does she know that I wanted that? Well I'm goingto find out soon....
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