Falling (Again/Together)[SLOW UPDATES]

Chapter Six

Well,... I don't even know where to begin.

Jamie and I went to the therapist, and it was very... weird.

The day was pretty normal: I went to work, Jamie went to school, the usual. But things started to go down the hill after school.

"Jamie, come downstairs! We have to go!", I shouted from downstairs. Jamie came down and of course insisted on going on her bike instead of in the car with me. We arrived and sat down in the waiting room.

"So... How was your day?", I asked trying to make conversation with my daughter. She looked at me, raised her eyebrow and said: "Fine, why do you care?".

"I'm your mother, of course I care", I said and she looked back at her phone. I swear to God, I think her whole life is in that stupid thing.

After what felt like an eternity, the therapist told us to come in.

"So, it's good to see the two of you again", Dr. Jane said as she sat down on her chair. I smiled and sat down next to Jamie on the big brown sofa.

"How are you doing, Jamie?", she asked her.

"Fine", Jamie answered.

"Okay, let's get to the journals then", she said and we both took it out of our bag.

"Did you manage to write in it?", she asked us both and we nodded.

"Fantastic, who would like to start reading something from the journal?", Dr. Jane asked and neither of us raised our hand. After a moment I decided I should just do it, and that maybe Jamie would open up after me. I read the part where I described Jamie and Viola, and when I finished Dr. Jane said: "That was a beautiful description of your daughters. Do you agree with how she sees you, Jamie?"

"I guess"

"Please explain", the therapist asked but I saw that Jamie wasn't comfortable at all, like something big was on her mind.

"Maybe Jamie should read her journal first and we'll discuss everything after", I suggested and Dr. Jane agreed. Jamie slowly opened her journal and read a very small, but sweet piece where she explains the meaning of her full name.

"That was great, Jamie! Why did you pick that exact piece?", Dr. Jane asked her.

"I guess I quite like the whole 'meaning in every name' thing", she said quietly. I swear, that is the longest sentence I ever heard her say.

"It is very special.", the therapist said and then asked me: "What do you think about it, Miss Miles?".

"I never knew she could write like that.", I said, "And I love the meaning part as well".

"I suppose I got it from you", Jamie suddenly said to me. She wasn't facing me, but the fact that she gave me an actual compliment, felt amazing.

"So, let's go back to what your mother said, do you agree with the way she sees you?", Dr. Jane asked again.

Jamie kept looking down at the floor and asked: "Can we please talk about something else?"

"Jamie, is everything alright?", I asked her quietly. She didn't answer.

"Yes, would you like to talk about something, Jamie?", Dr. Jane asked.

Jamie looked at me for a moment and said: "I have to go" quietly, and walked out of the room.

"Jamie, wait!", I shouted, but it was too late. I looked at Dr. Jane who was as confused as I was.

"Is she okay?", she asked me and I didn't know what to respond. I suddenly realised: I know absolutely nothing about my daughter. Heck, I don't even know who her first kiss was, or if she even had one! I don't know her favourite song, the things that make her smile,... Nothing.