The aftermath || A Ja Morant story

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"How has everything been as far as the living situation?" therapist Williams asked the couple.

Everything had been going surprisingly great for the day.

"Maria have been a little standoffish lately though." Temetrius explained.

Williams turned to face Maria.

"What's been going on?"

Maria turned away.

She didn't want to think about the hurtful words Temetrius said to her yesterday.

"Maria, you can talk to me." Williams placed one of her hands on Maria's knee.

"Um." she scratched her head, trying not to cry "Yesterday Ja, I mean Temetrius, said something mean to me."

Maria fidgeted with her hands as she spoke.

Williams looked at Temetrius "What did you say?" she asked.

"All I said was I see why she got beat in her dream. She pissed me off." he said.

Williams wrote that down.

"Don't you think that was a very triggering thing to say to her?" Williams asked.

"She needs to learn it's best to shut up sometimes."

Temetrius was still upset about what Maria had said to him.

"Do you have that same energy with Kk when she says rude shit to me? I don't think so."

Maria sat with her arms crossed.

Temetrius tells Maria, and Williams, that Kk never made heartless jokes towards him.

"Like come on Ria you spoke about our dead baby." Temetrius looked at her.

Disappointment was in his eyes.

"I said I would've ended up like Kk." Maria waved him off.

"She had a miscarriage!" Temetrius voice got a little louder.

Maria rolled her eyes.

She could really care less.

"It wasn't supposed to be here. God did right."

Maria saying that only upset Temetrius more.

"Insensitive." Williams shook her head.

"Karma hits hard you know. What if you lose your baby? How do you think you'd feel?"

Williams made a valid point.

Maria knew for a fact that if she lost her baby, she'd probably end her life for real.

"I'd probably be hurt." Maria had a hint of sadness in her voice.

Williams told her, that was the point.

Even if the baby was not supposed to be made, Temetrius was still allowed to feel grief.

"You're right, I'm sorry." Maria sank in her seat.

All she needed was to be understood from her point of view.

Not even Williams could see how wrong Temetrius was.

"Moving on to the next subject." Williams clicked her ink pen.

"How are your emotions, Maria?"

Maria sighed, "Some days I feel things and some days I feel numb."

"You've been cutting too. Don't leave that out." Temetrius announced.

Williams asked to see Maria's arm.