Always Mine {Book 3}| Completed

Part II: Chapter Twenty Three

E M M A POV:

    For two weeks straight, I've been going to this new therapist my mom recommended me to go. It was to see my new therapist, Dr. Sebastian Rodney, who I really wish I didn't have to see. My mom thinks that since I have found out that Christopher is marrying Lindsey that I am depressed which isn't true. I'm sad, of course. But I'm not sad and I'm not suicidal. And then this all goes back to my dad's murder. And that alone is just insane. And I wish that mom would understand that I do not have to see any therapist because I'm not depressed.

    Of course mom comes over to the house more often because she thinks or she's worried that I might kill myself. Only because that's what Christopher tried doing when I started dating Noah. But the thing is I'm nothing like Christopher. I wouldn't kill myself just because the boy I love is getting married to someone else. It's obvious he's not following the amnesia book.

  So I have no choice but to just go to stupid therapy and talk to this Dr. Rodney guy who I have no interest in talking to. I mean, what do I really have to say? I actually got nothing to talk about to this therapist. I prefer watching a new Grey's Anatomy episode and to maybe make some popcorn for myself because it's my day off from work. And on the best day off, I literally have to go to fucking therapy.

And that's not the worst part.

The worst part is that my mom wants to drive me there to my appointments because she knows that I might just skip my appointments which is true. So for two weeks straight I have been seeing this guy. This guy is in his twenties still. And he's absolutely hot and just straight out sexy like Ken doll. And right now, I cannot explain it. Rodney is like twenty-six, and he's like six-two. And he has light brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. And I'm sure he's just this charmer guy. But yes, I've been seeing this guy for two weeks so far. This is my third time seeing him. I've always failed at opening up to him about everything that I have gone through.

Every session we have, he wants me to talk about my dad. And the worst part is, I can't bring myself to talk about my dad. And I can't care much about bringing up my grief every single time because I have to live with this. And all I constantly think about is my dad. But with Rodney, he practically pushes me to talk about my dad. But I prefer to stay silent. And I'm just someone who has zero chances of getting through it without breaking down half way through.

I have thought about my dad every time I'm about to enter into the building. And mom tells me she'll just wait in the parking lot. So I do just that. And of course, I start to just go inside to claim my stupid appointment with Rodney. The guy who seems perfect. And nothing is worse than talking to this guy about my feelings. I literally will have nothing left to say by the end of it.

I start by getting out of mom's car and then I decide to just head right into the stupid building that has a blue sign that says; Orenthieth Will. And that's just me staring directly to the stupid spinning doors to enter into. And so I did, carrying my purse on me and then I just head towards the doors, and I couldn't handle the idea of seeing Rodney. I feel like I have no reason to like or even care about what must be said to this guy.

I waited in the waiting area for like five minutes until they called for me. And so I had to talk to a guy who is six years older than I am. And so immediately coming right into the office of his which is two wide doors, I pushed the handle and I keep forgetting there's a step and so I walked in, falling flat on my all fours, after tripping over the step I forgot existed.

    I saw him run right over to help me, and I got up from my knees with his help, and once I was standing, he had his hand on my forearm as he helped me up. And that's when I was obviously fine, but I couldn't help but notice how crazy my entrance was by falling.