Pulling up to the FBI building, Anderson and I laughed as we both sang terribly to a song on the radio. For some reason, I had allowed myself to let loose, and I felt comfortable around Anderson. He was like a fun older brother I didn't know I even wanted. But here we are."Oh god, we're both terrible." I said, laughing as we got out of the car.
"Speak for yourself. I was fantastic."
"Whatever you say, Andy."
We walked into the building, with me getting a visitor's badge, then went into the elevator.
The elevator stopped, and I stepped out, and Anderson leaned on the elevator to prevent it from closing, "Alright, here's the floor. To the left, look for the door that says Jackson. It should be that far. Then once you're done, you can go up to the offices on the eighth floor. Okay?"
"Yeah, sounds good. Thanks, Andy."
"You're welcome, Del. And try actually to talk rather than ignoring Dr. Jackson. Agent Hotchner told me about your negativity about seeing a therapist." Anderson gave me a look.
I rolled my eyes, "I'll try, but no promises."
Anderson shook his head with a smile, then stepped back into the elevator, going up. I left and started searching for the door with Jackson written on it. I find it not far from the elevators. Before I knock, I take a deep breath to prepare for whatever is about to happen.
I knock, and a voice answers, "Come in."
I walk into the room and see a lady sitting at a desk working on paperwork.
"Um... hi, I have an appointment." I say nervously.
She looks up at me and smiles, standing from her desk chair to greet me, "Ah, yes. You're the young woman with an unsub after her. Delphine, correct?"
"That sounds like me. Yeah."
"Well, here, have a seat on the couch, and we can begin. I'm Doctor Melissa Jackson, by the way."
I put my backpack on the side of the couch and sit down. I look around the room, looking at everything hanging on the walls, from paintings to her PHDs above her behind her desk.
"Okay. Let's get started." Dr. Jackson said, sitting in the chair in front of me.
"How does this work exactly? I've never done this before. Granted, I didn't even want to do this, but I was forced to be here so."
"Well, that's totally fine. I understand that. Not many people like the idea of therapy."
I nod and bite my lip, not knowing where to go from there.
"So. Are there things you don't feel comfortable talking about to anyone that maybe you want to share with me?" She asked.
"Yeah." I paused, sitting straighter. "My porn addiction."
"Okay."
I gasped, "I'm so sorry. Um. When I get nervous, I make inappropriate jokes. So my bad." I say, laughing a little.
"You don't have to be sorry, and you don't have to be nervous." Dr. Jackson said, being super cool about my terrible joke.
"Well, it's hard telling people the truth about what I've been through. The foster families I've been with never really took the time to help me, I guess. And the ones who wanted to help, I just ignored them."
Dr. Jackson nods, "Why do you think you ignored them?"
I sighed, "I-I guess because I felt like it wasn't real. You know. Like their care for me wasn't real, and they were faking it like most of the other families I've stayed with."
"What about now? Do you think that agent Hotchner doesn't really care for you?"
"Probably not." I said, shaking my head.
"But he took you in. Let you into his home. Did he not?"
"Yeah, but it's for his job. Not because he truly cares about me." I say, staring at my hands as I pick my fingernails.
"I get the feeling that you don't know how to process your emotions because of how your previous foster family's treated you. Their neglect of your feelings made you shut off your own." She explained.
"I don't think that's it. I mean, I'm a very chill person, and when it comes to emotions and drama, I'm like, what's the point? Is this really productive?"
Dr. Jackson nods her head, "Yeah, I get it. But it doesn't necessarily mean that someone's being dramatic because they're emotional. A lot of people need to experience their emotions to process what they've been through so that they can begin to heal. Plus, it's actually really healthy to show your emotions."
I take her words into account and just let out a deep sigh. I didn't know what to say. What would I say to that?
"Del, I know you're probably uncomfortable talking about what you've been through. But I am trying to help you. I want to know how seeing your friends die in front of you and having some man after makes you feel?"
I just look at her, not knowing what to say. She was right. I didn't really know how to process my emotions, and I didn't even know how I would begin to learn how to.
Dr. Jackson sighs, "Here." She says, waking to her desk and pulling out a journal, and handing it to me. "I want you to take this journal, and I want you to write down your feeling every day for the whole month. It can be short or long, whatever you want, but I want you to write daily. And when you come in for your sessions, if you want, I can read some of your entries."
I look at the journal, unsure about this, but I nod my head knowing I have no choice.
"We can end it here for today. Remember every day. So it starts tomorrow or even today if you decide to write something in it later about how you felt today. I know it was your first day at a new school, so I'm sure you want to write something about that." Jackson said, putting her things away and then sitting at her desk.
I didn't say anything. I just grabbed my bag and left the room. I walked down the hall to the elevators to go up to agent Hotchners office. In the elevator, I just stare at the journal in my hands, conflicted on if I'll actually write in it but before I decide anything, the doors open.
A/N:
Del's first therapy session.
if you have seen the movie the fallout on HBO max the dialogue for Del's session is almost word for word from it. i really liked how that movie made the character not really sure about therapy and i thought that it would work perfectly for this book. also because Jenna Ortega is in that movie and is the character who goes to therapy.
if you haven't watched the fallout i suggest you do i loved it so much and i think you guys would enjoy it. but be prepared as that movie is pretty sad and will have you crying a whole bunch during it.
hope you enjoy.
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