To Capture A Heart

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"She was standing right there....after all these years I saw the fucking Devil staring at me through the mirror and she didn't know who the fuck I was!" Lisa paced back and forth in her therapists dimly lit office.

"Lisa-"

"It's not enough that she and her friends fucking tormented me all through school and ruined my life, but the fact the bitch didn't even recognize me takes the cake!"

"Lisa-"

"Am I wrong for being angry about that?"

Lisa's therapist Dee slow blinked. "Oh I can speak now?"

"Yes." Lisa took a deep breath and sat back in her chair.

After last night's experience, she called and set up an emergency therapy session.

"Ok, well first things first...You have been talking for well over an hour sweetie so I have to charge you extra." 

Lisa laughed for the first time and some of her tension eased. That's why she loved Dee. She'd been her therapist for years having first met her in Houston. Dee had seen Lisa at her heaviest and her lowest, she'd listened to her when she'd wanted to die. She'd been the only constant in her life for so long. When Lisa decided to move to San Antonio, Dee was also moving her practice there as well. 

What a coincidence. 

"Second, I understand that you are upset, and your feelings are valid. Seeing one of your bullies, especially one that humiliated you in that way is shocking."

"What's a bigger word for shocking?" Lisa asked, because shocking didn't quite cover what she was feeling.

"Appalling, disgraceful, heinous, horrifying-" Dee listed off.

"Horrifying! That's the fucking word." Lisa exclaimed.

"Ok, seeing her was horrifying. But, what I'm picking up from what you have been saying for the past hour is, you're more distressed that she didn't recognize you."

"The bitch didn't recognize me!" Lisa was still put out by that. 

"Did you stop and think for a moment that maybe she genuinely does not know who you are?"

"How do you bully someone and forget you fucking bullied them? That makes no sense!"

Dee could sense she wasn't getting it. "Well Lisa, you were over 300 pounds in school correct?"

Lisa hadn't thought about that. Of course! It makes sense! Jennie wouldn't recognize her, no one would. She looked like an entirely different person, even to herself.

"And-" Dee raised her finger, "It's been what, thirteen-fourteen years since the incident? I can barely recognize some of my cousins after that long." She stated matter of factly.

No one said Dee was the most professional therapist there was.

"It's just...they put me through hell. If it wasn't Jisoo tripping me in the hallway, it was Rosé and Jennie laughing at me and calling me names. Then fucking Irene-"

"Please Lisa, not Irene!" Dee had heard all of the horror stories over and over for years. She thought they'd made some headway and Lisa was doing better with moving past her hurt from what happened to her. 

"She was the worst of them all. Do you know she filled a trash bag from the trash can full of water and dumped it on me in the girls locker room? I couldn't get the smell of old used pads out of my favorite hoodie for weeks."

"You might have mentioned it a time or two."

"And she...humiliated me in front of everyone." Lisa's eyes filled with fresh tears remembering that day.