The Silent LIfe Of Becky Jones

Chapter Six: counciling? without talking?

I sit in Margret’s car. Were on our way to a therapist . . . i dont really care if they call her a counselor, she is a therapist! And she will not get me to talk, not even on a piece of paper. Im not telling a complete stranger anything about me.

We get out of the car and walk into an office. I sit down while Margret tells a lady at the desk my name.

I wait for about fifteen minutes before my name is called; this place almost seems like a doctor’s office.

I am taken into a room that looks like a principal’s office, only there are two couches and a desk. Not two chairs and a desk. Where i am told to take a seat on one of the couches. I sit down and the door closes and the lady disappears.

Finally after waiting for what feel like forever, the therapist walks in taking a seat on the couch opposite of me.

"Hello, im Miss. Casey. But you can call me Caileigh. I understand you dont speak, and this might be a little different for me. And im sure for you to. Im going to start by just simple yes or no questions, just shake your head or nod or whatever.

"So, the doctors said they found alcohol in your system. Along with a drug. Do you remember putting your drink down anywhere?" she asks

I shake my head to say no. i hadn’t put it down, and when i did i never picked it up again.

"Okay, and Will, did you know him very well?" she asks

I shake my head vigorously.

"Okay, so last question . . . could you please take this journal and write in it for me; you can right about anything . . . what happened, how you feel about it, or even about your day. Just write in it, please?" she asks

I nod, and take the journal.

She tells me i can go now and that she will be seeing me once a week. there is no way i am writing about it in the journal if anything i will be writing about my day, or at least the school part. . .if i go back to school. I know he is going to be there. It will be hard to be there. Why can’t i just be home schooled.

Hey, that’s not a bad idea . . . home schooling . . . huh. . .

Later that day, just after dinner.

i walk up to my room and turn on the tv. I change it too much; an old episode of degrasi is on. And just my lick it’s the one where the girl gets raped. I turn the TV off and have a shower. I get changes into my pjs and walk into Fina's room. She is watching TV and doing her homework . . . she is a really good multi tasker.

She turns her head when i walk in and smiles.

"Hey Bec!" she says

I smile

"So, did your appointment thing go good today?" she asks

I nod

"That’s good, wanna watch TV with me?" she asks

I nod and walk over to her bed and lay down next to her.

She puts her homework away and turns the volume up on the TV to hear it better. We watch a Hannah Montana re run.

We watch TV until we both fall asleep.

 I wake up a few hours later and wonder where i am. I dont remember my room being this color or set up like this. . .

Then it hits me we had been watching TV i must have passed out and so did Fina.

I get up and walk out of her room and into my own. I pull the covers over my head and slowly drift off. . .

I wake up and get a piece of paper and a pen from my school bag. I go over to my dresser and us it as a table. I start writing on the paper. .

Margret,

i can’t go to school knowing he is going to be there, i was wondering if you could call the school and tell them i won’t be coming in today, and i really wanted to try home schooling . . . if that is okay with you, to get away from him completely, so there is no way he can get near me at all.

Love, Becky

I go downstairs and put the note on the counter folding it and writing MARGRET on it.

Going back upstairs i pull the covers over me until the reach my under arms. Falling asleep again.

I wake up at around noon, and im starving. I go downstairs to find Margret in the kitchen making cookies. I open the fridge and pull out some grapes and put them in a small bowl. I sit at the island counter and eat the grapes.

Margret puts a piece of paper in front of me.

I look up at the paper confused.

"It’s a form you have to sign if you want to be home schooled." she says handing me a pen "You have to sign here."

I take the pen from her and sign the form.

"Okay, now i just have to take this into the guidance counselor and you should be all set." she says

Now what am i going to do all day. Well until school is over. I go into the living room and turn on the TV. I curl up on the couch and watch TV shows i have never even heard of and watch as time passes by.

In no time Fina and Jarle are both home and curled up on the couch with me.

We watch TV until dinner, for dinner we have all different kinds of salads and vegie dishes.

After dinner we go back into the living room and curl up on the couch to watch a movie

I think it’s safe to say, i can call these people my family now.

Im really starting to like it here, even if what happened happened. I really like my new family.

After the movie i decide that i should try writing in my journal. I go upstairs and sit on my bed, journal one hand, pen in another.

Um, so i have never done this sort of thing before, so im kind of new to this . . . i guess i will just start by writing my name. Becky Jones. i dont know what’s next, so i will start off by telling you about my day, i woke up at around two in the morning, in Fina's room, Fina is my sister. I got up and went into my room to sleep the rest of the morning. I woke up again at 5:30-ish and wrote a note to Margret, she is my mother figure. Saying that i wanted to stay home and i wanted to try home schooling. I put the note on the kitchen counter and went back to bed. I woke up once more at around noon. I ate some grapes and curled up on the couch the rest of the day watching TV. We all ate dinner and watched transformer’s one and two, we are looking forward to seeing the third one in theaters.

I close the book and put it under my pillow before going to Bruch my teeth and going to bed.

One thing i have noticed since i have been here is that this is the first family that hasn’t completely ignored me or made fun of me. I have finally found the family i think im meant to be with, it’s almost like we are really family.

SO THIS BOOK IS IN THE WATTY AWARDS. .

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