Dream c.h

Chapter 1

"Nicole please tell me, what would you change in your life to make it better."
My therapist asked me for the millionth time. Dang, if I knew I would have already done it.

"Nothing." I responded as always, my mom sends me to get help, it's not helping.

"Well your life is pretty much a screw up if you feel this way so something has to change!" She said a little anger in her voice, trying to keep her cool. She tapped her pencil on the desk in front of the couch I was sitting on listening to her ramble on things that will 'help', "Nicole what is your dream?" Now that sent me of guard. She never asked me this. I don't have a dream, no goal I want to achieve in life.

"I don't know okay." I said my voice low with a bit of frustration.
I stood up as my long legs stretched out. My hand swiped a piece of my dark brown curled hair out of my face behind my ear. I maid sure my bun was still in place as I walked over to the door.

"Bye." I simply stated and walked out of the room.
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"Hey Nicky, how did it go?" My dad asked me as I walked in my house shutting the door behind me.

"Same as always, it's never gonna change." I walked across the hard wood floor with my vans making a notice every time I walked. Silence.
I reached the steps about to go up when my dad spoke to me,
"Nothing's ever gonna change if you don't make an effort Nic, you have to try and make a difference, you are just doing this to yourself." That had me a little upset and I wasn't on the mood for another argument.

"Dad, you don't get it okay. Just leave it alone." I stated walking up the stairs.

"NICOLE! You are leaving it alone and ignoring it just making it worse you have to talk and change something." He quickly replied. I stopped going upstairs and turned to look at him.

"You don't get it dad! You don't! I would change something if I could! I don't know what to change dad okay understand that! Leave it alone it's not you its me you don't understand!" I said my voice laced with frustration and sadness as I finished going up the steps and into my room. He kept talking but I don't care.

I pulled my IPhone out of my back pocket and called Ashton, he doesn't understand completely but he's my best friend, and I don't deserve him in all honesty.

"Hey Nicole." his voice coming out in his happy tone.

"Hey Ash, could we hang out at the park later? I need an escape." I questioned as he knows how I need escapes, we always go to the park or mall or just somewhere to talk and forget the world with no phones.

"Of course Nic *giggle* but we can just go now I'm not doing anything and I doubt you are." Knows me to well, I don't have a life.

"Okay Ash how long until you get here?" I asked even if he just lived across the street.

"I don't know, it's a long way." he said dragging out the word long.

"Hurry up you derp." I laughed and hung up.

Ashton and I had a one of a kind friend ship. He lived across the street and we met at the age of 5 in the woods... I know it may seem strange we met out there but we had been sent outside at the same time and started playing hide n seek. Soon enough our mums called us back and we saw we lived across from each other. From then on we met there until the age of around 11 or 12. When I turned 12 my parents divorced and I stayed with my dad. My mom lives on the other side of Sydney but it's fine we still contact each other. Along with my parents getting a divorce I was getting bullied at school, I mean it's not as bad as it could be but, the words stung. That's when Ashton's and I 'Escape' was formed.

A rock being thrown at my window knocked me out of my thinking and Ash threw another rock, how he didn't break it.. I don't know.

I walked over to my window and opened it with Ashton standing there about to throw another rock.