Therapy

Part 8

This is a little bit of a lighter chapter.  Still talks about Anxiety and Depression though.  

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The next morning, Carina woke up at 8 am and was not surprised the bed next to her was empty. She had never known Maya to sleep past 6 am except the day before and that was because of the sedatives she had taken. She had taken one the night before too, but around 10, meaning it wore off around 6.

Carina stretched a little, getting up and walking out into the living room. She was shocked to see Maya curled up on the couch, still in her pajamas.

"Bella," Carina said softly, going to her girlfriend.

"Oh, hey Carina," Maya said, pulling her headphones out of her ears.

"No running this morning?" Carina asked, sitting down next to Maya.

"I just didn't feel like it today," Maya said with a sigh, "I might go later. I don't know. I didn't want to wake you up and I couldn't sleep, so I just came out here. Sorry, I know you hate waking up alone."

"It's ok," Carina said, pulling Maya into a hug, "Are you feeling up to going for a walk down by the Sounds this morning? We can stop at that little coffee place on the way."

"I don't know," Maya said, biting her lip, "I kinda just want to go back to bed."

"Why don't we go for a little bit?" Carina countered, knowing that being outside and getting out of her head for a little bit would probably be helpful to Maya, "Please? I have to work this afternoon and then you work tomorrow, and we are not going to see each other for like the next 3 days because of our schedules."

"Alright," Maya said, nodding a little.

"If you really start feeling bad, we can come back," Carina said, reassuring the woman she loved, "I promise."

Maya nodded, knowing Carina was right. The brunette pulled her girlfriend up.

"You need a shower," Carina said, wrinkling her nose, "No offense, Maya, but you do not smell good right now."

"Probably because I didn't get out of bed for like 36 hours," Maya said, sticking her tongue out at Carina, "But you're right."

"Would you like me to join you?" Carina asked, wanting to be close to her girlfriend, but also not wanting to push her.

Maya thought for a second before shaking her head.

"I'm sorry," she said, tears welling up in her eyes, "I just don't..."

"No," Carina said, cutting her off, "None of that. You never need to apologize for not feeling up to having sex or being intimate. It's your body and you get to choose what you want to do with it."

"I just feel bad that you want to and I don't," Maya said, not looking Carina in the eyes.

"Maya," Carina said, cupping her face with her hands and pulling it up so their eyes met, "I am not mad. There are times I don't want to as well. It is not a big deal. Now, go take your shower."

Carina then leaned down and kissed her girlfriend gently before releasing her, wiping the tears off her cheeks. Maya smiled a little before going into her bedroom and then bathroom.

Carina went into the bedroom, opening the drawer Maya had given her months ago when Carina started spending the night, pulling out a pair of leggings before opening one of Maya's drawers and stealing one of the blonde's old Team USA shirts that Maya didn't wear often, but Carina loved. She pulled it on before deciding to change the sheets on Maya's bed. She had a suspicion that her girlfriend was going to spend the afternoon in bed again and knew that clean sheets might make her smile for a second. Carina made quick work of stripping the bed, putting the old sheets in the washing machine before remaking the bed.