nineteen. drug scones

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019.    drug scones

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BEING SAT IN HER THERAPIST'S OFFICE, wasn't the first choice of place Fallon would of wanted to be. The teen had purposely been avoiding to go see her therapist for a couple of months now. She was fine. She didn't need therapy.

The only reason she was stuck in that situation was of Sister Michael. The nun had obviously been informed of the O'Reilly girls past and had immediately sent a referral down. And, now, Fallon was stuck in Dr Collin's office.

"So how is everything, Fallon?" The woman asked with a small smile on her red painted lips. She watched Fallon expectantly, monitoring her every movement as the woman had no seen her in a matter of months.

"Fine," She answered back as she twirled a piece of sting around her finger. "I'm fine."

Dr Keira Collin didn't believe her words, whatsoever. In the time span of getting to know Fallon, it was clear that the, barely sixteen year old girl, was under an insane amount of pressure. Pressure that no teenager should deal with. "Somehow, Fallon, I don't believe you," She gave her a chuckled as she looked down at her notebook. "But, why don't you tell me why you've not been coming to see me?"

Fallon's eyes darted around the room, trying not to make eye contact with her. She unwrapped the string and repeated her actions from earlier, wrapping it back over her finger. "Um, I'm grand. I'm better. Everything is just going smoothly," She nodded. "Smoothly sailing, you know."

"Michelle?" The doctor assumed with her eyebrow raised.

That made the girl light up. She looked at her therapist for what was the first time and smiled up at her. "Aye, what about her?"

"Did you finally?"

"Yeah." She breathed out with a goofy grin.

"Oh, Fallon!" Keira cheered as a large smile came on her own face. "I'm so happy for you, sweetie. I know how much you like her."

Fallon nodded. "Thanks."

But as fast as Fallon got happy she became back to her usual awkwardness. She crossed her leg over the other, glancing down at her shoes, which made her glance down at her hands. Of course they were shaky. Stuffing them into her lap to hide them from Keira, that failed. She obviously noticed.

"Are you still taking your medication?"

"Course," Fallon lied with a scoff. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Because you're acting the same the first time we met."

The dirty blonde frowned as she placed her hands back were they originally were. She was perfectly fine. She had everything under control. Bills, food, water, Teagan, school. Everything was fucking fine. Even after she stopped taking her medication, that she didn't need.

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