Therapy Session [Completed]

Stuck

I woke up from a deep sleep to someone ringing the doorbell. I had to stretch and stare at the ceiling for a moment as I was processing what was going on and where I was.

The doorbell was still ringing and it irritated me enough to make me get up and walk downstairs.

I wasn't sure what time it was but I was exhausted and it felt like I only slept for thirty minutes.

As I got to the door, I unlocked it and opened it with my eyes half shut before squinting as the sun was extremely bright and I couldn't see.

I couldn't make out who was standing in front of me until they spoke.

"Morgan?"

Rubbing my eyes, I had to look again and make sure it wasn't who I thought it was but was terribly wrong.

"Miss.. Arianna?"

She slightly smiles at me as I stood there confused. I wasn't sure if it was cause I was half asleep but my brain couldn't process what was going on.

"I'm sorry.. for coming to your house but I tried calling you this morning and you never answered."

"I was worried."

I stared at her as she cleared her throat. "I looked through your folder to find your address."

My brain was having a hard time comprehending anything at the moment.

I didn't know what to say or do. I was standing there still half asleep as she was standing in front of me.

"I was just checking on you.." She started walking back and away from the house but I stopped her.

"It's fine.. come inside."

She gives me a confused look. "Are you sure?"

I nod as I rubbed my eyes and moved out the way to let her walk inside.

Once she was in, I shut the door and walked to the living room as she was following.

"Let me go get dressed and I'll come back down."

After I walked upstairs, I got dressed then went to the bathroom and brushed my hair, teeth and put deodorant on before looking at myself in the mirror then walking out.

I walked back downstairs and walked into the living room before seeing Miss Arianna sitting on the couch.

This whole situation was weird and it still a hard time processing all this.

Once she saw me, she slightly smiles as I walk to the couch and stood there as I was looking at her.

She stood up. "I'm sorry for coming here.. I know that's weird and uncalled her but I was worried and couldn't help it."

"Why were you worried?"

I watch as she keeps looking at me before looking somewhere else. I stood there as she was looking everywhere but at me.

"Cause we're friends." She looks up at me before slightly smiling. "And I've grown attached to you in the last few weeks. I just care about you, Morgan. That's what friends do."

"You really shouldn't though."

"I shouldn't what?" She gave me a confused look.

I shook my head before sighing. "Care about me."

"Why?"

"Cause people get hurt when they start caring. Plus getting attached. You shouldn't."

"Well," She slightly smiles. "Too late."

I shook my head and looked somewhere before seeing her walk towards me.

"Morgan, I know you're scared for people to become something meaningful to you but you have to give people a chance. They're not going to hurt you."

"That's not what I'm talking about. I don't care if they hurt me.. it's me who's going to hurt them."

"How so?"

"Cause I'm messed up!" I look at her before shaking my head and turning around. "I don't know how many times I have to tell you and you should know by now.. I'm too messed up. Everything about me."

When I turned back around, she started walking towards me but I backed up. I saw her stop as I was staring at her, telling her silently not to keep walking towards Mr.

"Morgan, I'm here for you.. I'm trying to let you know that I'm always here for you."

"Don't." I stopped her.

"Morgan.."

"You can leave now."

She looks at me a little longer before shaking her head. "I'm not leaving, Morgan. I'm trying to talk to you."

"I don't want to talk. You can leave me alone and leave the house."

"Morgan-"

"Out!" I yelled then saw her look at me in complete shock.

I stared at her as she slowly walked around me and out of the living room. I followed behind her to the door and saw her hesitate as she opened the door then turned around.

"I'm sorry, Morgan."

Giving her a confused look, I crossed my arms. "For what?" I watch as she was holding onto the door handle and was staring at me before speaking.

"Stepping over boundaries when I shouldn't have. I was trying to help but.. I'm sorry." She slightly smiled before walking out.

I walked to the doorway and watched as she went to her car, getting in then backing out of the driveway.

After standing there for a few minutes, I slowly shut the door and stood there as I thought about everything that happened before walking to the kitchen.

I had this pain in my chest that made me realize that I was being a complete ass to her but I sighed and made cereal instead of overthinking that situation.

After making my cereal, I sat at the table and thought about Miss Arianna as I was eating. I couldn't help but feel bad for the shit I said and it made me not want to eat.

That other part of me was telling me that I should of been a little meaner to make her get the message and make her stay away from me.

Always that other part that ruins shit.

It takes over in a lot of the situations when it comes to someone caring about me then it's up to me to make things right in the end.

But it's always the same outcome every time.

It doesn't do any good to apologize when the same shit will come out again.

As I stared at the bowl in front of me, I looked up and saw the clock on the wall.

1:34

I sighed as I leaned my head in my hands and thought about how I could make this better.

Call her?

No.

I didn't know what to do at this point. I knew that I couldn't pick up the phone and call her cause my mind wouldn't let me.

So I was stuck.

With so much shit on my mind.