Therapy Session [Completed]

Slow Pains

Empty by Letdown.^

A week has passed and I didn't go back to therapy or talk to Arianna not once. I tried to avoid it as long as I could cause I couldn't bring myself to talk to her.

I knew it was hurting her more and all two hundred messaged proved it as well.

Along with the fifty phone calls everyday.

This was the part that I knew was going to end my therapy session and end any relationship I had with Arianna.

But I couldn't do anything.

My mind wouldn't let me.

But since I didn't go to therapy for the last week, I had to try and maneuver my way around Haley as best as I could. I couldn't let her find out or she'd ask questions and then it'll be another shit show I wasn't prepared for.

I managed to work my way around Haley and never did let her figure out I was missing therapy.

I'm still a little confused as to how I did it but I was grateful.

It was Friday morning and Haley was at work. I was currently awake and in the kitchen as I was trying to cook something but wasn't sure what I wanted to cook.

As I was looking around for a pan, I heard a knock on the door. I stopped what I was doing and stood there, staring at the doorway then heard another knock.

I slowly walked out of the kitchen and to the front door as I heard another knock. I stopped in front of the door and hesitated as I held onto the door knob and slowly opened the door while peaked out.

"Hi." Greg smiled at me and I sighed before opening the door and allowing him to walk in. "Did you think I was someone else?"

"Yeah.. like a serial killer or something." I lied.

He chuckles as we both walk to the kitchen. "I don't think a serial killer would knock." He looks around as I was looking through the cabinets. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to cook."

"You're going to cook?" He asks a little surprised.

"Trying." I grabbed a pan and placed it on the stove then stared at it.

He walks to me and looks down at the pan too. "So, what are you cooking?"

"I don't know yet." I look around but didn't know what to cook.

I saw him watching me as I was looking through the fridge, freezer or cabinets. I couldn't find anything to cook and it was bothering me.

"Don't look in the freezer."

Looking over at him, I shrug. "Why?"

"Cause you can't cook something that's frozen. You have to wait."

Nodding, I guess that makes sense. I sighed as I placed my hands on my head and looked around the kitchen, trying to find something but couldn't.

"How's therapy been going?"

I saw Greg sit at the table and I glanced at him but looked away before walking to the cabinet. "Good I guess. Same shit."

"How are you and.. Arianna?"

As I was looking through the cabinet, I knew he was looking at me but I wasn't looking at him. I kept my eyes on the items in front of me as I was trying to avoid this conversation.

"Um.."

My phone started ringing and I saw Greg glance over at it since it was on the table where he was sitting at.