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ADIRA:;
"He came back from the room, charged my phone, and then I left."
"Really Adira? That's all that happened?" She questioned unbelieving of my answer.
I rolled my eyes not even answering at this point.
We have sat here for 30 minutes Discussing what had happened last night and this is my 3rd time telling her how I left. Although she didn't believe me, it was true.
"Thank you, so much" I smiled at him making him smile back, nodding. I opened the front door walking down the front steps to hop in the yellow cab...
"Adira, I'm your therapist, you could tell me anything. What's said in here is confidential." She pleaded.
My black sharp nails started to dig into my skin, probably leaving a red indent. I was getting ticked off by the minute. Why wouldn't she believe me? What was so unbelievable about this?
"Your pissing me off, Marie" I told her, looking directly into her green eyes.
"And you look like shit" I told her, truthfully, after scanning her outfit.
She took a deep breath before standing up from her desk.
"Your free to leave." She said sternly, staring directly at the wooden door to her office.
I had no problem with that, she knew that.
I quickly stood from my seat making my way to the door not even bothering to say goodbye.
Once I made it out of the office I released a big breath that I've been holding.
I was lying.
But she didn't need to know about my love life. It has nothing to do with her, truly. And I know if I would have told her she would have just scolded me instead of being appreciative. She believes I'm not ready for a relationship. But I am! I'm very capable of loving a person. And as of right now, I wanted to love Oakley.
"Thank you, again, your a real life saver" I told him smiling as I plugged my phone into the charger he had just passed me. "No problem" he told me blushing. He was so cute. "Do you want a drink or anything?" He asked shoving his hands into his pant pockets. I nodded. "Water?" I questioned making him walk to what I assumed to be the kitchen. A minute later he walked back in with a tall glass of water, passing it to me. I carefully looked into the cup making sure there was nothing in there, such as drugs, it's something I would do if I wanted to kill someone, and I didn't know Oakley just yet to know if he was a killer. Right when my phone turned on I quickly called a cab, making Oakley talk to the operator. We sat in silence as we waited for the driver, him staring at the tv that was shut off, me staring at him. When my phone went off indicating that the taxi was here I got up grabbing my phone, he got up as-well. "I didn't get your name..." I muttered. I did a long time ago. "Oakley" he told me smiling. "Adira" I smirked as i looked up at him. He nodded holding the front door open. "It was nice to officially meet you Oakley.." i smiled reaching my arms up to meet his shoulders, quickly bringing his neck down to meet my shoulder blades. "You too" he whispered, hugging me back. I knew what this feeling was. I've felt it a million times before. I was in love. I let go of him quickly running down the steps to my taxi.
Was I in the wrong? To not tell my therapist about a hug?
But to me, it wasn't just a hug... it was the start of a relationship. I felt everything but nothing at the same time. He was my comfort.
