Fix Me ~ Book 1 (PTX fanfic.. KAVI)

About That

I nearly fall over the glass coffee table they have.

Kevin ran over, trying to help me not fall, but I was lucky enough to balance myself. Avi looked up at me, tears streaming down his face; still.

My turn, I thought as I pushed with all my might back against the couch. It's the hospital all over again. Why are we, violent?

Kevin then picked me up from my waist, as I started to fight away. I was so angry at him I didn't really consider my toddler like actions as I tried to fight Kevin from holding me.

"No, let her go." Avi said daringly as he walked up to Kevin, who ignored him.

I was literally bawling my eyes out. I cried so much, I felt weak and thirsty for water.

Kevin carried me to the room and sat me down on the bed. "I'm calling a therapist right now." He said, and with that he left.

I sat down on the bed, still crying. When would I surrender?

I looked down at my wrist and stared.

The bracelet.

I yanked at it. I tried and tried but I was too weak at the moment. Physically.

I layed back on the bed and stared at the sealing. Which felt like forever.

Kevin bursted back into the room. "Let's go." He said, tossing me my shoes. He looked really pissed.

He walked out as I slipped on my shoes. I didn't pick up my feet as I walked out to Kevin's car.

I couldn't even pick up my life.

We all jumped inside Kevin's car. I sat in the back as Avi took shotgun as of course Kevin drove. I really didn't care to sit in the front anyway.

As we started to drove off, I looked out the window. Cliché, I know. I looked out to see people happily walking along the sidewalks, laughing, smiling, taking selfies. That used to be me. Now I'm dry. I'm depressed because of certain people. Refer to Avi..

Then I saw the dogs. I couldn't help but think of my precious, Olaf. But Jeremy thinks otherwise.

I miss Olaf. He was the best dog I could ever possibly have. He was there when Jeremy wasn't. He barely even played with him anyway. Olaf always seemed somewhat distant from the man I forbid to ever call my boyfriend again.

I realized we were at the place when the car came to a noticeable hault. I jumped a bit, as unbuckled my seatbelt.

Gladly I didn't open the car door so quickly because Scott's car came flying in the stop next ours.

After they got out, I did the same. We walked into the small building 2which had a waiting area. We all went to go sit down when we all heard footsteps.

"Since this is an emergency," the woman said walking up to us, "you shouldn't wait. Come on back." She turned around and started walking, wanting us to follow.

And we did of course, we weren't gonna stand there like idiots.

We all sat crammed on one couch, like sardines. Most of the time we'd be comfortable but no, this was the opposite.

The woman went over to her nice, non-crowded seat and sat down. She looked at us all. We all sat in awkward silence as she pulled out a pen and pad.

Scott cleared his throat to get her attention but she ignored. I glared at him but he didn't notice, busy rolling his eyes at her. He tried again, then he started to cough.

"Need some water?" She asked, but he shook his head no. She smirked, knowing what his intention was.

She closed her pad and looked up back at us. "Okay, so what Kevin here told me was that something happened when you were on.. tour?" She said, looking back at Kevin.