Imani's POV
I hate going to therapy. It's a waist of time, but I still go mostly because my friend pays for it, and partially because I feel heard and seen.. I feel wanted
"Imani?"I look up at the sound of my name"I'm ready for you now" Mr.Kim makes space for me in the door way as I stride towards him"having a good day?"
"Not really.."
"Ok, that's fine, have a seat" he points to the chair in front of his"so, how have you been feeling this week?" He grabs his pen and gets ready to write on his clipboard
"Horrible.. I feel like I want to die.." he nods and writes on his clipboard "and why is that?" He looks at me"you know.. the usual, I feel like nobody wants me. If I died no one would care anyway.."
"Well I think plenty of people would care" he says while writing on his clipboard"really name one.." I watch his hand move on the paper"well, for starters I would. I'm pretty sure you're friends would, especially the one who's letting you stay in her apartment"
"Yea right.." these sessions usually last for at least 2 to 3 hours . Tomorrow is my last session.. I don't know how I'll be able to live after that, no one to talk to, no one to tell how I feel, no one to care about how I feel, even though I hate them they still have a place very very very deep down in my heart.
"Well today's session was the same as always but as always I wish you the best. Would you like me to wait outside with you today?"
"Same to you.. uhm no thank you." I answer quietly looking at my feet"very well then, I guess I'll just walk you out then" he then guides me outside to the side walk"thank you, Mr.Kim"
"No problem, and you don't have to be so formal just call me Namjoon"he smiles as he scolds me"yea sorry.. namjoon"I say his name quietly
"Well I'll see you Monday alright?"
"Yea see you then.." he then waves at me and turns back into the building. Now I just stand here waiting on my friend to pick me up as I watch the cars fly by quickly. Something inside of me was telling me to walk towards it. So that's what I did
I walked slowly towards the flying car, but before I could get to it a pair of strong hands pulled me back"Imani? What do you think you're doing?" It's Mr.Kim
"I was going to to die.. why stop me, no one would notice anyway.." he sighs out as he pull me away from the street "you're not going to die, at least not while I'm around. Besides you left your phone inside. Now I will wait with you until your friend arrives."
He can be annoying sometimes "fine.."and so we stand there and wait on my friend Kate to arrive "I think we should get you some more session scheduled don't you think?" Mr.Kim lets out as he stands in front of me
"No"
"Well then ok.. just remember though if you want more just ask your friend and contact me.. and don't forget to take your medicine later today"
"Yea I know.." I fold my arms still looking at my feet"look your friend is pulling over now" he places his hand on my shoulder and waits for her to slowly pull over
"Sorry for the wait Mr.Kim" Kate says as she rolls her window down"no problem" he opens the door for me to get in and goes to the other side to talk to Kate
"Listen Imani.. I love you dearly I do.. but I need you to find a job soon please.. the rent for my place is going up and I can't just keep paying on my own while you're sitting around.."
"Plus it'd be good for you to be around people, for you to get out more, you'd be less tempted to.. y'know..."she occasionally looks over at me from the road while talking
"Yea I'll try.."
Taehyung's POV
"Shit I'm tired"I sigh as I close the front door and pull my tie a loose"and thirsty..." I set my brief case onto the counter and grab a glass of water before getting ice and water from my fridge
"I need a fat ass blunt, this work shit is annoying.." I open the drawer a pull out a pack of blunts and a small bag of weed and begin rolling up
After taking a puff I head the the back door to smoke outside. Tomorrows gonna be a boring ass day, I fired a bunch of people now I need to higher a bunch of people
"Kim Taehyung."I sigh ass my mother calls me"yes mom?" She fully steps out of the house"haven't I told you to leave those damned things alone?"
I hum in response "you just don't listen do you?"she shakes her head"well anyways you're father wants to know with his- sorry the business?" I roll my eyes at her "find, stressful but fine"
"Good good, that good.. any girlfriends yet?" Same question as always do you have a girlfriend.. what's the point of having one anyways? All they do is whine and demand things... I've learned from what I've seen my mother do.
"No"
"Why not Tae? Your almost thirty and you still have no girlfriend, even you sister has a boyfriend" she scolds me"she has a new boyfriend every month.. she's a hoe, you ever asked her body count? Also stop calling her my sister we're not blood related we're just step siblings.."
"Don't talk about your sister in that way Kim Taehyung, you are not step siblings, don't let your differences think of her that way, she's blood. And what is this body count? What does that mean?"I breath in the blunt and quickly blow it out"how many people she's fucked that's what it means."
"And not ever gonna say I'm related to some bitch who gives her pussy to every guy she lays eyes on"
"I'm warning you don't call your sister like that again, and sure she hasn't had sex with more than three guys.."I scoff" sure always think positive. What're you gonna do ground me in my own house?"
"Don't talk to me like that, I will if I have too" I hum again as I walk back inside my mother following behind"well, I'm gonna get back to your father I'll see you in a few days, I love you" she taps right bobs my but and kisses my cheeks
"Yea ok, I love you too, see you"I walk her out "Find a girlfriend!"I roll my eyes and shut and lock the front door
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Fiksi PenggemarImani was your average happy teenager, that was until her parents died in a car accident. So ever since she turned 18 she's been on her own. She started to become messed up in the head, so her friend recommended her a therapist.. after the last sess...