𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 // 𝘹𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘦

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I was currently sitting in the car beside Principal Weems who decided to personally escort me to my first therapy session. "Well, we're here"

"Uh, cool, are you going to be waiting here the whole time? I don't want to impose" My voice was as polite as I could get it to not seem rude or pushy.

"Yes, maybe we could go for a hot chocolate at the Weathervane later" I nod, grabbing my bag.

"I wanted you to know, just because I'm related to Wednesday doesn't mean I am her" Principal Weems stares at me with a questioning look.

"What do you mean?"

"I know Wednesday tried to run away when she came to her first session, but I'm not like Wednesday, we're just related" I sigh, opening the car door.

I had heard about it from Wednesday, how she had gotten out through the window and made her way to the cafe. She also told me all about the boy she had met, Tyler, which I would never let her live down.

Principal Weems stops me from getting out by placing her hand on mine. "This is just for precaution, I'm not saying you're Wednesday"

"Oh, okay, I'll see you soon!" I get out of the van, shut the door behind me, and stare at the one now in front of me. I didn't really like the idea of having to do this, I mean it was therapy, who likes that? But I still wanted to stay positive about it, I smiled before opening the door to the office.

The interior was beautiful, it looked cozy but very warming in a way,

"Hi, I'm doctor Kinbott" I look up from my Mary Janes and at the blonde woman in front of me. She looked very welcoming and nice. I could see why Wednesday tried to run away. "You must be Dahlia, Wednesdays sister"

I nod, moving over to her couch which she ushered me over to, sitting across from me. "Well, I read the notes from your school counselor, definitely very different from your sisters"

"Well, yeah I mean, I'm not the one who gave Mrs. Bronstein a nervous breakdown" I laugh softly, resting a pillow on my lap.

"Yes, well she seemed to have a lot of notes about your sister and how you hold some resentment towards her" I cock an eyebrow in her direction, somewhat offended.

"I don't hold resentment towards Wednesday, she's an amazing sister!" I snap back at her, feeling defensive.

"I'm sorry, it's just many notes entailed how you didn't like being compared to Wednesday and how it was very different for both you and sister"

"Well, yeah" I sigh, fidgeting with the zipper from the pillow. "I mean, she's the golden child, she's better than me, better than our brother. I don't know, it just feels worse since I'm her twin, I mean I do something amazing, she's already done it five times better" Doctor Kinbott stares at me intently, nodding every once in a while. "And I mean, she has perfect grades, and she's a full Addams, she's totally into our family stuff and being true to the Addams name but I like branching out, wearing bright colours, making friends, being social. It makes me feel like I'm not really enough for my family"

Doctor Kinbott hands me a box of tissues as I realize I had let a few tears fall. I wipe them quickly, fixing my posture slightly. "Whatever, it doesn't matter"

"No, Dahlia, this is exactly what you should feel comfortable talking about in here, I want us to be able to build a relationship where you can trust me enough to show this kind of emotion" I nod, resting my face in the palms of my hands. "Now, the situation, at your old school..."

"Well, those idiots were making fun of my brother, they deserved it"

"Is that what made you push that boy into the pool?" I nod, seeing that her demeanor had changed completely from comforting to serious. "There were better ways of dealing with such a situation"