Used && Abused

Chapter 22

Breanna's POV

After my therapy session I just went home and laid in my bed all day. I didn't feel like moving, talking, reading, singing. Nothing. I just felt like doing nothing. I felt good at first. But now I feel like my therapist pryed and opened a door and left it open for me to wonder about. I was confused. I felt relief. Like it was good to get all of that off of my chest. But I feel left out and unknowing.

I picked up my phone and it read 3:24pm. I unlocked my phone and saw that I had a text message. I opened it up and it was from King. (Its Been A While Since He Showed Up. But Remember The Last Time She Was With Him They Were At The Mall. He Bought Her A Dress And Made Her Promise To Let Him Take Her Out.)

::TEXTCONVO::
KING: Bre?

Me: Haee King

KING: Guess What ?

Me: What?

KING: Tomorrow Is The Day I Take You Out.

Me: Is It Really ? I Honestly Forgot. But I'm Looking Forward To It☺☺

KING: So. I'll Be To Pick You Up At 6pm. Be Ready And Wear The Dress I Got For You.

Me: Okay... Will Do.

::ENDCONVO::

I do nothing but eat, watch TV, and lay up under my mama until I feel asleep at like 9:48pm.

The Next Morning...

I woke up at 7:00 and began getting ready for my last day of therapy of the week. I get ready, eat, and drove to my therapy session.

When I get there she's sitting in her chair filling out some type of paper work. She sees me and wave me in. I walk in and sit at my chair. She put her paper down and looked up and smiled.

MJ: Today we will be doing an activity. Its called Express.

She pull out a deck of cards and show them to me.

MJ: I'll spread these cards over the desk and you'll turn one over and express how you feel when you see the picture. Got it ?

Me: Yes.

She lay the cards over the desk and nod her head, giving me permission to turn one over. I look at the ten cards and picked up the last one. I look at it. Trying to figure out wha it meant. It was a baby. Well, a toddler. I look up at Mrs. James and she looked at me.

MJ: What do you think? Feel? Who comes to mind?

I smile and look down at the picture again. Then I look up at her.

Me: My baby comes to mind.

MJ: Baby ? You have a child?

I laugh and look at her.

Me: No. She's my boyfriends little sister. But she's my baby. I love that little girl to death. We have the same birthday. Its like she's mine.

MJ: How old is she?

Me: She's three. She'll be 4 in September.

MJ: What's her name ?

Me: Isabelle. I call her Bella.

MJ: So? What is it about her that makes you love her?

Me: She's hard not to love. She's just so beautiful and innocent. She's still young. I've never had a little sibiling before. She looks up to me. She's my baby. But I've been real distant with her. I've been distant with everyone really.

I smiled and MJ wrote something on the pad as she's been doing this whole time. I know they are notes about me. But I can't read them.

MJ: Stay in Bella's life. She'll need you. Don't walk away from her. Okay. Next card.