Unforgettable [on hiatus]

Chapter 3- Candice Avalon

Chapter 3- Candice Avalon

Do you know those times when you just regret things?

Yeah? Well I regret going to this therapy thing.

Penny is so freaking annoying.

All those "spill out your emotions" and "what are your problems?" are so.... annoying.

"I am not telling you anything." Cassandra frowned at Penny.

"You guys came here for a reason." Penny sighed.

I was actually forced by my uncle. I had no space to voice out my opinions. So, now here I am. In a group therapy.

"I am not. I repeat, not going to complain about how my life is so bad to a random stranger. I mean, I'm twenty years old for crying out loud! I'm a legal adult! But, did I have a choice? No, my cousins forced me here." Cameryn rambled angrily.

I think we were all forced to be here. And we were also pissed off with whoever forced us here.

I've lived with my uncle for the past three years. My mom isn't here to take care of me anymore. She's not coming back.

I trusted my uncle, but the trust was broken when he signed me up for this thing without my permission.

"Let's start with the basics, shall we?" Penny asked, looking at each one of us for our permissions.

"Trust me," She urged.

Trust her? A random stranger?

She placed her hand palm facing the floor in the middle of the circle we formed.

I stared at the three other girls if they were gonna make a move. I wasn't gonna make the first move.

"I say yes." Camilla slapped her hand over Penny's and Penny instantly grinned.

"Sure." Cameryn muttered, doing the same as Penny's grin widened.

They all turned to Cassandra and I.

I am not making the next move. Hell to the no.

"Yeah, whatever." Cassandra sighed, slapping her hand on top of Cameryn's.

Penny's grin cannot grow wider than that.

All eyes were on me as I groaned.

"You know what they say; you only live once." I commented, placing my hand on Cassandra's.

I was wrong, Penny's grin can grow wider. I was scared her cheeks would stretch out.

"Yay!" She lifted her hand from the pile, causing us to do the same.

I sighed... again.

This better be worth it.

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"Okay, basics. Let's say that, I'm your new best friend, and I call you by your nicknames, what would your nicknames be?" Penny asked us carefully.

I stared at her weirdly.

This was nowhere related to... therapy, is it?

Shouldn't we be blurting out our problems?

She did say that we would start with the basics.

But, it's just a weird thing to ask.

"Cassie. Or maybe Cass." Cassandra grimaced as she said 'Cass'.

"Cam. That's what my parents.... call me." I swear I heard a "used to" from Camilla

"Cameryn. I hate nicknames." Cameryn scowled and folded her arms over her chest.

Someone's bipolar.

All eyes were on me right now.

And it was awkward.

I figeted under their gaze and cleared my throat, "None."

"None? What about... Candy?" Penny asked as I clearly winced.

Tyler used to call me Candy Baby to get on my nerves. It hurts every time I hear candy and baby in one sentence. And it sucks.

"No." I snapped and glared at Penny.

She instantly flinched at my harsh stare.

That was nothing compared to the other stares.

"What's wrong with--?" Cassandra smirked evilly.

"Don't you dare--"

"Candy?"

I grinded my teeth and was about to lunge for her before I was held back by what I recognized was Camilla's black hair.

"Whoa, there tiger." Camilla held me back.

She was strong. I really underestimated her tiny frame.

"Let me go!" I shouted, squirming as Camilla tightened her grip on my waist.

I saw a figure running behind Penny.

Cassandra.

That's right, she has a right to be scared. Actually, she should be scared.

"Okay! Stop! You two!" Penny shouted.

Obviously, I ignored her. And glared at Cassandra.

That damn witch!

"Struck a nerve did I?" She smiled sweetly.

That freaking dumbass.

Memories started flooding in my head.

"Candy,"

"Mhmm?" I hummed as I snuggled deeper into his warmth.

"What would you do without me?" I could practically hear him smiling.

"I'd probably be happy..." I bent my head up to look at him through my eyelashes.

"Meanie." he pouted.

"No, in all honesty, I'd probably die."

Tyler smiled, "I'm glad the feeling's mutual."

I blinked the tears away.

Camilla loosened her grip on me when she realized I was stiff as the Eiffel tower.

"Hey, are you alright?" Camilla asked soothingly.

No. "Yeah, I'm just fine." I plastered a big fake smile on my face.

The smile I've practiced doing for years.

"No. You're not."

Yeah, I'm not.

"No, I'm fine." That's when I realized it became eerily quiet.

I sat back down on the bean bag I silently proclaimed as mine.

They were still watching me with intense stares.

God, they must think I'm weird or crazy. Well, I'm in this group therapy for a reason. I wonder what there reason is.

"Are you guys depressed?" I blurted out.

That was rude.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't--"

"Yes." Camilla whispered silently.

We all turned to stare at her but not in the I'm judging you silently kind of way but in the We can help kind of way.

I heard Penny whisper, "One down."

She's right.

One down, three more to go.

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