a mothers will •jackie young.

chapter 30.

jackie🦋.

"GO JACKIE" chelsea yelled making me shake my head.

"man come on, you was dancing before we went to paris" aja mumbled.

"girl cus i was off that alcohol. tipsy as h*ll" i said laughing.

we walked into the locker room & changed my clothes. "how's gigi ?" kelsey asked.

"i honestly don't know. like i obviously can tell she's dealing with depression because some days she can't get out of bed and some days she'll like act like she's okay."

"today she has a therapy session and i have yet to tell her cus ik she's gonna argue with me about it" i said.

"well it's best. i think it will really help her" chelsea said making me nod.

i finished changing and grabbed my phone and she didn't text back. "aight yall lemme go make sure my girl good" i said leaving,

"bye jack & text us" aja yelled. "i gothcu" i said going to my car. i drove home and saw ja's car so he's home.

"baby wya ?" i asked closing the door. i sat my stuff down and checked the kitchen no one was there so i went upstairs. i heard my shower running so ik ja was showering.

i walked to gigi's room and saw the door closed. i knocked and then lightly opened it. i saw her in bed with a hoodie on. her eyes were swollen.

"hey baby girl" i said. she gave me a weak smile and i went to sit on her bed.

"how you feel ?"

"okay" she mumbled.

"baby you gotta talk to me. tell me how you feel your bottling up your feelings and it's really hurting your mental health".

"i'm sad." she said.

"i don't want you to think im just a teenager with mental issues. i want you to love me like im regular" she said with tears in her eyes.

"gianna i do love you like your regular. i see your potential. your smart & your talented & you have the prettiest smile ever. when i look at you i think of how lucky i am".

"but im not gonna ignore the fact that things happened to you that shouldn't have baby. you went through such much at such a young age and your dad and i both wanna help you to release that weight on your shoulders".

"it doesn't define you love bug. it just happened to you." i told her.

"but your brother said that you felt sorry for me and that i am a traumatized kid so you have to give me attention all the time" she said making my face scrunch up.

"he said that ? yeah don't listen to your uncle he's bitter & he's mad at the fact that i chose to keep you then abort you when i got pregnant".

"imma get on him bout that" i mumbled.

"gianna your my daughter.. like i had to push you out of my body. so wether you went through what you did or not it's my job to give you attention. im your mother. it's normal" i said.

"mom hug me please ?" gigi asked as her voice cracked.

i pulled her into my chest i could feel the tears hit my shirt. "i love you yk that ? for you. as your mother its my job to help you and be there for you through your hardest times" i told her.

"i love you." she mumbled.

gianna🌸.

i walked downstairs from my nap and went into the kitchen where i saw my parents.

"hey sleeping beauty.. you sleep okay ?" my mom asked.

"yes ma'am" i said smiling.

"well good because me and your mom wanna take you out" my dad said making me smile.

"ouu okay".

"also bryce called he wanted to check on you but i told him you were sleeping" he added.

i went and showered and got dressed.. making myself look like i put in effort i put my earrings, necklaces, and bracelets back on.

i did my hair and put on perfume grabbing my phone i ran downstairs. "okay im ready" i said smiling.

"aww you look cute" my mom said. i thanked her and we walked to dad's car. once we got there my mom grabbed my hand and led me inside.

"why's it so depressing in here ?" i asked. she walked me into a room where i saw a women about my moms age.

"hi you must be gianna, im kayla and im your therapist"

"therapist ?" i asked looking at my mom.

"i can't believe you dragged me to see a therapist. im not doing it" i said.

"yes you are gianna marie. please don't play with me right now. ik you would act like this man. im trying to help you so please don't give me a hard time" my mom said.

"but im not crazy i dont need therapy"

"i never said your crazy baby. and no one thinks that but your mental is not right and you need help."

"but-

"gianna please don't argue with me baby. you need this." my mom said fixing my hair. i sighed and nodded. maybe she's right.

"okay" i mumbled.

"hey your gonna be okay love bug. this will be good for you to be able to open up. im proud of you" she told me.

"thank you mommy." she said sitting down.

"okay so tell me what do you see most when your sleeping ?" kayla asked me.

"him.." i mumbled.

"he did things to me every night.. the abuse wasn't the worse part it was the sexual assault. i was forced to see things that traumatized me. i was forced to do things that traumatized me." i said.

"do you have anything or anyone that can help you sleep without nightmares ? i wanna figure that out before i even think about prescribing medicine".

"it doesn't always help patients but most therapies shove it down there throats cus it's easier for them and don't even think about the patients" she said.

"my mom & dad. but they have busy schedules and so do i. but i wanna have someone i can call at any time other than them" i said.

"then im your girl. i will be that big sister figure that can help you." kayla said.

"only if that's okay with you and your mom" she added.

"it's okay with me.. mommy ?" i asked looking over at her".

"that's fine.. i love that.. i want her to have someone she can tell any and everything to especially the things she might be scared to talk to me about" my mom.

we continued talking and i opened up to her more and more. my mom was right and i feel like this is gonna be good for me. i can't wait to start healing.

chapter 30😝. a little reality check because depression, anxiety, ptsd is real! but i love how she opened up to her therapist the first day. vote and comment💋!