Mark and Heather's Revenge

Chapter 1

*This is chapter 1 of Mark and Heather's revenge!!! This will start 2 months after they got arrests*
*I also recommend reading the first story before this one, to understand how we got to this point*
*And if you finish what I wrote and it feels like it has no ending, I probably didn't finish the book yet, I'll not be done writing yet*

Anthony's POV

2 Months After Mark and Heather Arrested

I'm still struggling after all this time. It's already been over two months and I'm still not getting better. My friends have been there for me and I've been talking to my school counselor and a therapist outside of school. I barely come out of my room, basically only come out for school.

"Hey honey, how are you? It's almost time for your therapy" My mom, Lindsay, called up to me from downstairs

"Fine, I'll be down in a second" I said

I really don't enjoy going to these pointless bullshit appointments with my stupid therapist. I've been going to these for over a month now, and I am no where close to feeling any less traumatized. Sometimes I just wish I could just close my eyes and when I open them, all my problems would just go away, and my life would be perfect. I like picturing what my life would be if I literally wasn't almost killed by two psychopaths. I just turned fifteen two weeks ago, and it had no impact on my life.

"Honey, come on, we have to go!" Mom yelled up to me.

"Coming." I said

Now we're on our way to the therapist in my mom's car and we basically sat in silence until one interesting conversation

"Anthony, seriously, you have to take these appointments seriously. The only way to get better from this, is to actually listen to the people trying to help you. Your therapist is only here to help, and you're only going to feel fine if you cooperate ." My mom said

"Mom, with all due respect, you have no idea what I am going through. It's not that easy just to get over the fears I have with just leaving the house, or actually leaving my room! Trust me, I want to get better, but it's extremely difficult." I shouted

"Ok, I get it. I get that you just need some time. Just for me, please try your best to get better. In like a month, can you please try to show some improvement, for my sake." Mom stated

"Ok fine, I'll really try to show some type of improvement" I said, giving in

After that, we had the rest of the car ride of complete silence, and neither of us uttered any words. Then, we finally got to my therapist and went inside the building. We met with my therapist who's name is Mrs.Jackson. Then her and I went into her room.

"Hey Anthony, how were you this past week" Mrs. Jackson asked

"Could've been better, it's not like anything is different. Still having panic attacks, still barely leaving anywhere in fear of being kidnapped again".I said

"Well there's many things you can try to stop these fears, for examp-"

"Can you just stop, none of your advice is helping, can you actually just give me fucking help that will actually have an impact!" I interrupted her and yelled

"You're right, these techniques aren't working for you, I'll have to give you some different advice." She said

"Well, can you give it to me then". I stated

"Well, based on your personality, it's illuminating that you need someone that you can relate to, to be able to talk to." She said

"I don't have any close enough friends to talk to about this, and my parents are useless when I try to talk to them." I spat

"I see...Um, you have to find a way to talk to someone who makes you feel better. You need someone to be with, you can't just keep all of your emotions bottled up like this." She said

"I guess,  is but still I really wish there was someone for me to talk to, but there isn't, I should just accept that" I said upsettingly

"Don't say that, I guarantee if you just put yourself out there and try to interact with people, you will find someone you relate to." She said trying to convince me

"Ok fine, I guess I'll try. When I go to school next I guess I will talk to some people" I said not really wanting to talk to anyone

"Ok Anthony, looks like our time is up. Please try talking to some people over the next week, it will definitely help." She said standing up

"Ok, thanks, I will." I said agreeing finally

"See you next week Anthony." She said walking over to the door

"Bye Mrs. Jackson." I said leaving the room

A/N
So that is the end of chapter one of Mark and Heather's Revenge. How'd you like it? If you have any suggestions on any of the character's personalities, or anything I should change, just say so. Also, since this chapter was in Anthony's point of view, next one will be in either Mark or Heather's point of view. All left to say, is to read on, and I guess vote.