Broken

Chapter Twelve

"So Daniella, why green today?" Dr. Greene asked.

"I just felt like it." I answered coldly I hated coming in here after what my poor eyes witnessed.

"So I heard you came last week, my apologies I was out ill." She explained as if I really cared about her illness.

"You know you should lock your door when you're not here because the things I witnessed made me want to die." I said in a scornful tone.

"What did you see?" she asked confused, I don't want to be the bearer of bad news but maybe I could get some information out of her.

"Do you have children?" I asked her.

"Yes I have a daughter Tizzy, she's twenty and she's studying psychology." She smiled talking about her daughter.

"Yea you must be a proud parent." I painted a plastic smile on my lips.

"You have no idea. She even took the purity pledge." She smiled. Oh god it's just pitiful. I don't understand how she sees other people's problems but the problems in her own home.

"Are you serious?" her daughter should be struck down by lightening.

"Yes. I think you would like her." She was continuously smiling.

"Aren't you afraid I'll corrupt your little angel?" I asked with a villainous smirk on my face.

"She isn't easily inveigled." I chuckled at her response.

"Why did you chuckle?" she asked.

"Nothing. So are you married?" I asked.

"Yes I have been for twenty two years." She smiled.

"Great." I muttered.

"We met when I was in college, he was a rebel like you and I was a cheerleader and we couldn't stand each other. We spent a little time together one night and from that our relationship grew. You can call our relationship a romantic cliché because it was. He had many girlfriends and I just wanted to left alone. He wouldn't and he asked me out on multiple dates but I refused and one night I just said yes and from that we have been inseparable." It was a bit similar with my parent's story. Her smile reminded me of my mother's that heartwarming smile.

"Sounds nice." I replied.

"I know people may say I get results but to be honest you give nothing away and you are hard to read. I understand if you don't want to go in detail on what happened but you can't keep it locked away inside it will eat you alive you might even go insane." She was right I felt like I was losing my mind but who would want to listen to my dilemma? I was too scared to tell my parent's about the argument Danina and I had before she died.

I felt guilty about what happened it was eating me inside. "Would you look, our session is up." I got up from my chair.

"It was great talking to you." She said as I got up.

"Likewise." I left her office with a heavy heart. Maybe I should have died instead of Danina.

The taxi pulled up to my house and I paid him and went inside. I climbed the stairs to my room and discarded all the things that weren't me. The wig, the contacts and all the other rubbish. Maybe it's time for me to stop playing dress up. I removed the makeup and looked at my reflection I hardly notice me anymore, I am now a fragment of my former self. I want to be me again I wanted happiness again I wanted my family back I wanted to date Andre. I want to live.

I sat on the balcony floor and looked over at the Hill's house, they were nice people. They were happy with each other. I sighed I just want to scream and cry but I can't. Their front door opened and Tizzy and Andre stepped out hand in hand and my heart ached at the sight before me. He lied when he said it was over between then. She kissed his cheek and drove away in her little red car. He looked up and saw me and his lips moved but I just walked away. I'll go make myself some pity food.

I need to buy grocery I had a box of macaroni and cheese and salami. I mixed them together and made an amazing dinner for one. I sat in front of the television watching Grey's Anatomy marathon I was the ultimate fan girl for this show. The doorbell rung and I really wished I could pause cable I ran fast to the door and opened it. I didn't have time to react his lips came down on mine and there it was again my problems gone with the wind.

His kiss was never-ending and when he pulled away I slapped him.

"I guess I deserved that, but I know you saw Tizzy coming out of my house but it wasn't like that she came over for some help from Ryan." He explained to me closing the door behind him. I took a few step back when he is close my judgment is clouded and I was trying to keep a clear head.

"Whatever." I said icily to him. He ran his fingers through his brown hair.

"You have to believe me." His eyes pleaded with me.

"I do." I muttered looking away from his face.

"Great, I brought you dinner." I just realized the container in his hand.

"Is Maria okay?" I asked, she normally carried herself.

"Yea she was just caught up with homework and was on the phone with someone." He shrugged.

"Oh." I said shaking my head.

"How about that date?" his smile was giving me hard time to focus.

"It's still a no, I'm sure girls are lining up for you to take them out after all Valentine's Day is Friday." I took the plate and he followed behind me as I walked back to my couch and my Grey's Anatomy marathon.

"I don't really do Valentine's Day romance it's not my style." He sat down and started to eat my macaroni, cheese and salami concoction.

"I like Valentine's Day I like that once a year people can go out and flirt shamelessly because it's Valentine's Day the day for lovers. Love should always be expressed but on that one day you get treated for being in love. Every Valentine's Day my parent's go on a date from their busy year I think its romantic and I love romance, flowers and chocolate. Even though I am not that into eating chocolate." A smile was plastered on my face thinking about it and explaining it to someone else.

"Will you be my Valentine Daniella?" Andre asked and I choked on air.

"What you just said you don't do Valentine's Day." I looked up into his green breath taking eyes.

"For you I'll do anything." His words were a symphony.

"I can't your sister is my friend and I just can't." I sighed I wanted to scream yes at him but I am broken, no one should to deal with a broken person.

"That's not the only reason is it? Are you already involved?" the look of disappointment was on his face.

"No I'm not. You see there is a reason I am here, my parents got me this great psychologist to help me with my situation and I wasn't planning on liking you but you just won't stay away. Why won't you stay away?" I asked him in frustration.

"I don't know it's like a magnet pulling us together, I know you feel the spark between us." He touched my hand there it was a bolt of electricity and there goes my heart.

"Please." I begged him. "You have to stay away." He just won't listen.

"I'm sorry but I can't have that." He was determined.

"Why won't you listen?" I asked him in frustration.

"It's not that I'm not listening it's just have selective hearing." He smiled and I shook my head in defeat. "So I don't know what I'm eating but it's divine." He moved the fork around the plate.

"It's a secret recipe, been in my family for years." I smiled.

"Guess I'll have to join your family then." He look was serious.

"Let's see if my father agrees on that."