Once Grey

Chapter 44: Therapy

They say some things are mixed blessings, maybe our fight was one of those mixed blessings. I don't remember the last time I got into this white building thanks to a certain jet black haired guy. Well that brown eyed creature is also the reason I'm back here.
" Hey doc" I plopped on the seat reserved for his patients.
" As chirpy as ever" he sighed in sarcasm. " How are you feeling on a scale from one to ten."
" Are we talking about happy feeling or bad feeling?"
" Let's start with the bad shall we?" He said taking out his clipboard.
" 12" I blurted. It was probably more than 12 because I felt like I was eating my heart. He implied some really mean things which ...nope don't think about he-who's-name-shall not be called.
" Okay..sounds pretty bad...what happened"
I sighed and blurted my version of pride and prejudice.
" Edwin happened okay...the guy is like tripolar or something, first he subtly breaks up with me, then he makes me skip sessions so we can hang out which I loved by the way, no offence I really love our sessions." I added immediately I noticed his glare" then he refuses to pop my cherry which I'm literally offering to him on a platter of gold"
" Language " he rubbed his temples.
" That's why I didn't say screw or fuck or something nasty" I shrugged now facing him after pacing all this while.
" Not forgetting he proposed to me infront of people to be his damn wife. As if my life wasn't missing out enough guys in it he beat the shit out of Alan and everyone seems to bring up some Emily fudging Brontë " I tried my best to avoid the F word.
After emptying my chest I plopped on the sofa in his office.
" Geez this is so soft how come I never got to sit on this" I sighed savouring the relaxation that tried to seep through me. Key word there is tried because I'm nothing close to being relaxed right now.
" That was a lot to take in." He said.
" You know right. Don't get me started on the fact that my period comes in between all these drama and I feel like ripping my hair out..oh my one of the moments I wish I had a female therapist...No offence "
" None taken." He obviously shouldn't even take offense to that. I pay him so he can hear me scream and vent so it's only right that I do what I pay him for. Geez I'm becoming so savage. And hey it's your mom that pays the bills. Whatever.
" Can you finally do your thing? You know give me some sort of talk ...Make it sound something like "he's an asshole and he doesn't deserve to take away your peace of mind" I tried deepening my voice .
" If I said that will you stop thinking about the guy?"
"Yes?" I answered reluctantly.
" Firstly do you think your relationship is healthy?"
That's when I furrow my eyebrows in deep thought finally lurching forward on the sofa which I was lying on .
" Well we both eat good food together, now that you mention food the guy makes amazing pasta." And Dr. David actually face palmed himself. Do I really sound that dumb when I'm heartbroken? cuz honestly I can't help it.
" I mean is your relationship void of toxicity?"
" Ohh that...well Mia is the toxic substance in our relationship or I'll just say in our ship or on our boat cuz presently and even in the past we weren't in a ship. So yes it's non void of toxicity." I affirmed.
" Any sort of abuse?"
" Just so you know Edwin isn't the type to hit girls or anyone without a reason but if you are talking emotional abuse then he's supposed to be jailed right now. The guy bluntly told me how incredible Mia was i.."
" I don't need to know that" he waved his hand dismissively.
"Do you both agree on something?" He inquired
" Well we both agree on the fact that he's pea-brained " I shrugged.
" I don't think you are mad at Edwin" he simply stated scribbling on his board. I call it scribbling because doctors have been blessed with handwritings that enable us patients to come back for an eye check up.
" I am very pissed at him"
" Have you noticed how you defend him? And most of your problems stem from jealousy."
" Jealousy " I say it like it's a foreign word.
" You hate Mia because she was with Edwin before"
" No I do because she's a whore" I correct
" And Edwin wasn't?"
Good point
" You are either probably in love with the illusion you have of him or you probably feel the need to jump into the fantasy of someone else's problem." Is that what I'm doing..am I simply with Edwin because I know we are both screwed up?
" You're angry because he has so much power over you and you feel like you've got nothing on him."
" You shouldn't let all the bad moments erase the good moments..even in the bad moments you should relive the good ones, that's what helps us go through life."
Obviously, why didn't I figure it out sooner.
" Geez thanks , I finally know what to do." I said making my way to the door.
"And that will be?"
" You want me to treat Tragedy with comedy" I blurted like I was holding a surprise birthday cake in my hands.
" Umm no that's not exactly what.."
" Byeee thanks again" I banged the door feeling relieved that I knew how to tackle my problems.