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Chapter 33 - Katherine

I tossed and turned in bed, I couldn't sleep. I finally opened my eyes and stared at the white ceiling. My thoughts took me over about Michael and how my mom was now, somewhat scared of him.

I finally got up and went to the kitchen to make some tea to help me fall asleep.

I quietly went down the stairs so I wouldn't wake my mom up. I poured some water in a kettle and waited for it to heat up. I leaned forward against the counter and put my chin in hand. I sighed before thinking about the same thought that kept me up all night.

I promised that I would call Cameron back, but I just didn't think about it. I couldn't think about anything else. The kettle started going off breaking me out of my thoughts.

I turned off the stove and went to the cabinet to get a tea bag. I grabbed a mug from the dishwasher and plopped the bag in. I poured the hot water in the cup and placed it back onto the stove. I sat on a stool and just stared at my tea.

I watched as the the steam flew from the cup. I finally took a sip from it and went into the living room. I sat down on the couch and set my mug on the coffee table. I put my legs up criss crossed as the thoughts piled up.

I was happy that mom kicked him out of the house for good, but I didn't feel safe. I thought about how my mom started freaking out when Michael left and how scared I suddenly felt. I feel like he is going to come and set our house on fire while we're sleeping.

I sighed and laid my head a one of our throw pillows. I stared into plain space again not thinking about anything this time. I closed my eyes trying to go to sleep again.
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"Katherine," I heard someone say shaking me lightly. I looked up and saw mom standing over me. "You have school in an hour," she told me and walked away.

I sighed sitting up and rubbed my eyes. I went upstairs tripping on my own feet at the process. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and brushed my teeth. I didn't even bother to do my makeup and I just brushed my hair. I put it in a top knot and went to change.

I have this reckless feeling that I haven't felt before in a long time. Before my Michael left I was reckless and I knew how to have fun. But when he did, it felt like reality slapped me in the face. I became careful with every step I took.

I walked into school and went straight to my locker, ignoring the people around me.

"Hey girl," Ayo said coming up to me with Natasha. I turned to face then and they looked scared.

"What?" I asked.

"You look like you got run over by a truck," Natasha told me.

"Your so nice," I said sarcastically.

"What's up with you?" Ayo asked.

"Nothing," I said and walked to class.
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It was my last class of the day and I zoned out in all of them.

I had been staring at a book shelf for thirty minutes until I Mr. Young broke me out of my thoughts.

"Miss Pierce, you do recall that you have to listen to the lesson right?" He said but I just ignored him and went back to staring at the book shelf.

"Did you hear what I just said?" He asked. "Yeah," I sighed leaning my hand against my chin. "What did I say then?" He asked. "What did I say then," I answered and everyone laughed.

"Are you ok?" Shawn whispered to me after Mr. Young left.

"Yes, I'm fine. Everyone needs to stop asking me that," I snapped.

"You seem depressed," he said.

"I'm not depressed, I just have a lot on my mind," I told him and he put his hands up in defense. The bell rang and I took my time to pack up my things.

"Come on," Shawn said waiting by my desk. "Let me take you home."

"I drove my car here," I mumbled and pushed past him. I drove home and walked straight to my room until my stopped me.

"Stop right there, you have a doctors appointment today," she told me.

"No I don't, I would've gotten a call," I said.

"I scheduled this one, lets go," she said standing up and I groaned following her out to the car.

We drove to my doctors and waited till they called my name.

"I could have came by myself, this isn't like when I went to the pediatrician," I said.

"This isn't a normal check up honey," she said reading her magazine. They finally called my name and lead us to a room. I sat down on a paper covered table and my mom started talking to the doctor.

She started doing tests on me like they do when you go for a check up.

"So, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked me.

"Nothing. I feel nothing," I said looking at the floor.

"Why is that?" She asked.

"This isn't therapy. Just give me a check up or prescribe me some pills or whatever so I can leave," I snapped.

"Irritation is another symptom of depression," the doctor told my mom.

"I'm not depressed, I just have a lot on my mind," I told them.

"So your stressed or you're a little bit of both?" She asked me and I just shrugged.

"I don't know anymore," I said. The doctor sighed putting down her clip board and walking out of the room. She soon came back with some papers and a bottle.

"These are antidepressants, you take one ever night. They work by balancing chemicals in your brain called neurotransmitters that affect mood and emotions. These depression medicines can help improve your mood, help you sleep better, and increase your appetite and concentration," she explained handing me the bottle.

"Got it," I said taking them from her.

"All you have to sign these papers and you are all set," she said handing them to my mom. She signed the papers and we headed out.