The Cure.

Chapter 13

"Tell me what you see in these pictures." Dr.Starr said holding a stack of images in front of me. This is unbelievable. How is this even possible? This is not true. None of this true. A week into this and I still refuse to believe this. I felt a little squeeze. I looked to my side and he nodded. I shook my head.Not fucking happening. "Come on. Its only five of them. Just tell him. I'll be right here." He said a little hesitant. I looked at his face. Boy he's over working himself. I looked back over at the doctor. He flashed me a smile before holding up the images.

"Before I do that, may I ask a question?" I asked him. "You already are but sure." He said. I rolled my eyes. "What does any of this have to do with anything?" I asked. "Well photo-interactive activities are used to increase people's own self-knowledge, awareness, and well-being, improve their relationships with family and others, activate positive social change, reduce social exclusion, assist rehabilitation, strengthen communities, deepen intercultural relations, lessen conflict, bring attention to issues of social injustice, sharpen visual literacy skills, enhance education, expand qualitative research and prevention methodologies, and produce other kinds of photo-based personal/emotional healing and learning." He said.

I looked over at him who just nodded in response. This is bullshit. I looked back over at the doctor once again. "Dumb language please?" I asked. He chuckled. "Its just to see where your mind is at as of this moment." He said. "Why? I'm perfectly fine." I say. He shook his head. "Ma'am just please follow through with the process. Any questions you can save til the end." He said starting to get irritated. Well then. Don't know how he got his degree. He sounds so stupid to me. I didn't realize I had tightened my grip on his hand until I heard him cry out.

"Sorry." I say rubbing his hand. He narrowed his eyes at us. "Look at the pictures and tell me what you see." He said looking back at the photos. "Baby I don't want to do this." I say looking at him. "I know but you have to. Please. Its what's best for you." He said. I shook my head. "Please." I beg. "I can't save you from this. You've been doing it for awhile. Just close your eyes and take a deep breath. Then focus on nothing but the pictures." He said. I couldn't focus. "Please don't make me." I say. I felt him kiss my forehead. "Listen to me." He whispered.

I slowly looked up at him. "Take a deep breath. You can do it." He said. Why did I get the feeling that he was leaving? He pecked my lips and nodded at the doctor. "Alright. Look at this what do you see?" He asked. I looked at him. He nodded at me. I sighed and looked back at the so called doctor. I looked at the stupid photo he had placed in front of me. He held my shoulders and slowly his hands entwined with mine. The picture looked odd to me. It didn't look right. As if something was missing.

"There's something missing." I say softly. "What would that be?" He asked. I felt isolated. Like the room was no longer the room. I was all alone in the room but it wasn't the same room. It was cold and I shivered. I covered myself with my arms. "Ross...." I called him. "I'm right here." His voice rang in my ear. But it didn't feel that way. I will always be alone. It doesn't matter how many people I am surrounded by. I will always be the same. That's what's missing from this photo. Me. Well the old me.

"Me." I answered. "You? How so?" He asked me. "This is where I discovered myself. And now I don't see that. I see that deep dark future which is now. Its all coming true. I will lose my life to this. I will never be that girl anymore." I say pointing at the picture. He wrote a few things down then flipped the pictures. The next picture was pure. Seemed totally nirmal. Nothing was unique about it. Well it was but not to me. "I once knew of it." I answered. "How about this one?" He asked. I looked at it and it was a picture of Ross. I looked up at him but he wasn't there. Huh? When did he leave?

"What do you see?" He asked. I slowly reached out to the picture. His smile so bold and vibrant. The smile that can bring sunshine after a heavy rain.I slowly ran my hand through my hair. A few strands remaining on my hand. I looked at the clob and then back on the photo. "This. This is my best friend. My boyfriend. My heart. My life. My....future."I sniffed looking at my hair in my hands. "The love of my life. My love. My everything." I rubbed the edges of my eyes to stop from crying. He smiled. "Go ahead. Take your time." He said. I nodded and rolled more hair on my finger.

"That smile. It can lighten my room in less than a heart beat.It gives me life. Even though mine is kinda ending soon.But I have a chance. A chance to actually take on the challenge.He's the reason why I'm still here. I would've been gone if it wasn't for him. His love and care is what's keeping me alive. I love him. He's fulfilling every promise he's made. Except for one. " I say. He nodded and kept writing. "This is who I want to be with for the rest of my life.Someone who can be like that. So full of life. So ordinary yet so unique. So themselves. That's one thing he never seems to forget. Being himself." I say with tears trickling down my cheeks. I felt it. "I love you too." He whispered in my ear and lightly pecked. "So proud of you." He said hugging me.
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