Pass.
(Please read my note at the end;it is important!)
Tomorrow came sooner than you wanted it to. With a blink of an eye you were sitting in the doctors office scratching at your skin.
"Stop scratching!" Your mom whisper-yelled.
You stopped and then continued when she wasnt looking. It was your way of selfharm. Not very effective but it made your skin bleed at the end of the day.
"Sweetie please stop." Your dad repeated in a stern voice.
"I deserve it." You whispered almost silent,then all of a sudden the doctor came in.
"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Evans! Hello Y/N. I'm Doctor Shay Lawrence." She shook all of your hands. As she did you could tell she took a notice at your deep red arm. You slid down your sleeve.
"Oh no need to hide your feelings my dear! I'm here to help and the more i know...the better!" She smiled and then went on her computer.
You hated her. She was way too peppy.
"So Mrs. Evans, what seems to be the matter with your daughter?" Doc. Lawrence held a pen and paper in her hand.
"Shes very depressed. Doesnt eat or even sleep. Her grades are just horrible. She's usually a straight A student! And all i get out of her are one-two word answers. Oh and her arms! She scratches them til they bleed. I just want our happy little girl back. I want to help her." Your mom had tears in her eyes. Doc. Lawrence handed her a tissue.
"Mr. Evans have you noticed the same things? Anything different?" She turned towards your dad.
"Ive seen the same things. Shes usually always lovable and easygoing. Now i never see her smile. Or even leave her room." Your dad was trying to hold it all in.
Doc. Lawrence turned to you, "Y/N. How are you today?"
"Shitty."
"Well i hope it gets better!" She wrote stuff down on her little paper.
"Can we get this over with? Put me on pills or some shit?"
"Y/N!!! She is trying to HELP you! Help our family! Dont question her!" Your mom shot back.
"Its alright Mrs. Evans. Y/N im going to have to ask you a few questions and then decide if you need medication or not. Is that alright?" Doc. Lawrence stared at you.
"I guess."
~
Moments later you were in another room alone with Doc. Lawrence. You guys sat across from eachother.
"Alright Y/N. Im just gonna ask you some questions. If you dont want to answer something. Its fine. But you cant skip every one. Okay?"
"Okay.
"Are you still feeling shitty?" She asked about before.
"Kinda."
"How's school?"
"Annoying."
"Have you hung out with any of your friends lately?"
"Blake."
"Is he your bestfriend?"
You nodded your head. She scribbled down some notes.
"Do you miss anyone?"
"Yeah."
"Has someone hurt you?"
"No."
"Mentally?"
You thought about that one, "No."
"Have you hurt anyone lately?"
"Yeah."
"Mind me asking who?"
"My boyfriend." You tried to not think about Justin ever since the day of the big fight.
"And how did you hurt him?"
"I yelled at him for something he has no controll over."
"What doesn't he have controll over?"
There was silence. If you told her she was going to put you in an insane asylum!
"Pass."
"Alright. Well when was the last time you spoke to your boyfriend?"
You had to think about that one, "A month. Maybe a little more."
"Have you seen him?"
"No."
"Do you think he is ignoring you or are you ignoring him?"
"Both."
She wrote more notes down. You wanted to cry. You wanted to break down. Justin was the only thing keeping you alive. The chance of him coming back was all you hoped for. You started to cry.
"Y/N. Are you alright? Is it something i asked that upset you?"
"I just miss him!" You screamed between cries.
Doc. Lawrence came over and rubbed your back. Not in a creepy way but in a comforting way. She kneeled down and whispered into your ear.
"Why don't we call it quits for today alright? You can call me if you want to talk. But we will have more meetings. Probably one in a few days. You good with that?"
You nodded your head yes as she gave you a tissue to wipe your eyes and nose.
~
You and Doc. Lawrence were walking down the hall back to your parents.
"Thank you." You whispered.
"No need to thank me.It's my job."
You smiled at her and your parents looked at the doctor shocked as can be.
~
At home you ate dinner upstairs in your room as usual. You did all your homework and then started watching tv...and scratching your arms.
"Oh come on just bleed already!" You were getting frustrated and dug your nails deeper and deeper into your skin. Finally blood started to form.
You open the small cut farther until you couldnt take the pain anymore.
"You deserve this."
"No you don't."
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Wait what? Who said that???😱
I hope you liked this chapter! 😬Sorry for the late update! School makes me busy😔 Anywayyyy I want everyone to know that depression is not something to mess around with. It is very serious and get can extremely bad! If you are having suicidal thoughs &/or self harming. Please talk to an adult and go to the doctor! I know you might think you are alright but you really aren't. Everyone deserves to be happy! And i promise you will feel so much better if you get some help! If you need someone to talk to, I am always here! That is why i put my social media at the end of each chapter! I love you all so much and if anyone of you are feeling like this,i want to help. I know what youre going throught bc i've gone through it myself.❤️
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