Bring Me Back

Chapter 1

3 months earlier

I was sitting on a black leather sofa. I totally hated the room I was in. I wanted to get away as soon as possible. If I could I would jump out of the window and run away but I would just end up with my face in the glass. This window was made especially not to break. I guess someone before me had tried to jump out of it and I could understand why. The room was cold and not so cozy. The walls were a light cream tone and really ugly posters with stupid encouragements were hanging on them. There was nothing much in the office, just one big mahogany desk and a large window with a view of the city. The purpose of this room was to make me feel safe and open up. Yeah, like that's going to happen! I wanted to be out there in the city, but no, I was stuck here with that witch lady!

Right in front of me was a big, black armchair which matched perfectly with that super uncomfortable sofa! A middle-aged lady was sitting on it. She had dark brown hair that was put up in a tight, perfect ponytail. Her eyes were warm, dark chocolate brown. Those eyes right now were staring in my light blue ones. I hated when she gave me that stupid look. It's like she could see right through me, but I damn well knew that she couldn't. She had no idea what was going on in my head or what I was feeling. Unless she is really a crazy witch! That actually could be cool. Geez, I am spending too much time watching TV shows.

I shifted uncomfortably on the sofa and the leather squeaked underneath me. I just crossed my arms on my chest and stared back at her. Well, this was going to turn in one big stare off. Ha! Bring it on!

The woman lifted up her eyebrow at me and gave me a disapproving look like I was a two-year-old! Finally, she broke the stare. I was doing a happy dance in my head and gave her my victory smile. It was long gone when she spoke.

"Jennifer... Don't make this hard. I am just trying to help you." She said in her professional tone of voice.

Yeah, 'help'... Of course! Suddenly everyone wants to help poor, little Jennifer. No, thanks! I can deal with my problems myself. I just stayed quiet and stared at her.

"Really? You won't answer me now? At least yesterday you spoke to me. We are not making any progress and your parents will be sad when they find out." She looked at me disappointed and put down her notes and a little black notebook on the coffee table between us. That got my attention. She probably has some big master plan now. What is she planning?

She noticed me staring at the notebook and a little smile crept to her lips. She is enjoying this! I quickly looked away and stared at one of those stupid motivational posters on the wall. It said – "In the middle of every difficulty lies opportunity." Yeah right, where is my opportunity? Stupid poster!

"I have a new idea that I want to try." She has a new 'idea' more like a treatment or torture. Her ideas usually sucked!

I have to say that it wasn't Mrs. Gruss fault that I hated her. Okay, maybe it was a little bit her fault, but mostly I hated her because she was my therapist. My parents had this "great idea" that I needed one. So since I have been five I have been seeing Mrs. Gruss. She was trying to help me, but I didn't need help. I am perfectly fine and I am normal!

"What new idea?" I asked her after a while when my curiosity kicked in.

"Well, as you can see the notebook in front of you, is your new treatment." She smiled at me and continued. "This notebook will be your journal for the next 3 months. I want you to write in it what you feel and what is happening to you. Just anything you feel like writing."

"Umm... Why would I do that? I hate writing and you will probably read it. I don't want to do this and I won't be doing this!" I was raising my voice with every word and my hands were clenched in fists. I was so angry I wanted to break something or scream. But I just sat there and did nothing.