I Love You, So Much...I Mean It

Going To Therapy

I have fallen before, I have gone down in shame. But now I will go up, up to a better way. - Gunique (me)

Mark's P.O.V

I woke up the next with Georgia by my side. I didn't want to let her go last night so I fell asleep next to her. But today was Georgia's appointment for the therapist. I looked over at Georgia who was sleeping like an angel. So cute! I left her to be in the bed while went to make some breakfast. Well, I guess she doesn't want anything fancy to eat today so I may as well give her cereal. But which one? If I mess up, I would have to run as fast as possible from her.

I guess I should wake her up anyway. I walked over to her room and I smiled. I shook her shoulder and she groaned and stretched on the bed. She looked at me with sleepy eyes and smiled.

"Morning Mark"
"Hey Georgia, how did you sleep?"
"Good! You?"
"It was alright. You need to get so you can have breakfast before we head off to the appointment"

She nodded and sat up. I left her room so she can get privacy to change. I need to get changed as well. Once I did get changed, I went to check up on Georgia. She was dressed in a Doctor Who shirt with jeggings and flats. Normal attire in other words.

She smiled at me and walked over to the kitchen. When I got there she got the cereal she wanted and started eating it. I made my breakfast and joined her at the table. Why not the couch? Well, Georgia and I made an agreement that we would sit there so I could watch over her. I looked at her while I ate and then at the gauze covering the scars on her wrists.

I hope the appointment goes well today.

Georgia's P.O.V

I finished my cereal and looked up at Mark. His eyes went to his cereal which mean't that he must of been looking at me earlier. I rinsed out my bowl and then sat by Mark. He stopped eating and his eyes locked with mine.

"Georgia, are you sure you are going to be okay there?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine Mark. You don't need to worry about me"
"But I do need to worry about you. You are an angel and I regret hurting your feelings"
"It's okay"
"No it's not"

We stayed in silence until I left. I went to prepare a little more before I went back to Mark. He grabbed his phone and faced me.

"You ready to go Georgia?"
"Yeah, let's go"

We left and Mark started driving to the therapist. I am a little nervous now and I don't know how this is going to turn out. Hopefully okay. I looked at Mark who was driving and focusing on the road. Man, I don't know why he has to be so concerned about me, like he can care but he doesn't need to care to a big extent. Then we arrived and halted.

"Are you sure that you are going to be alright Georgia?"
"I will be fine Mark. I will text you when the appointment is over"

Mark nodded and I got out of the car. I started walking and Mark drove off. This is it. I have never had the courage for talking to professionals. I just worry about me being ill. But I know I'm ill and so does the therapist I'm going to. I walked into the clinic and went over to the desk. I told the receptionist about my appointment and then I took a seat.

I waited.

I looked around and saw different people in here. Then I noticed someone. A little girl sitting on her own. She looked to be about 9. Where are her parents? She held a teddy bear in her hands and cuddled it. Maybe I should make a friend. I walked up and sat next to her.

"Hey, I'm Georgia, what's your name?"
"...Isabella"
"Nice name. I have a long time friend called Isabella. So where are your parents?"
"They are in the doctors. They told me to wait out here but-"

Her talking stopped when we heard two people arguing in an office. Isabella looked like that she was going to cry.

"Hey hey, don't worry. My parents had some issues too" I explained
"Really? Like what?"
"They were polar opposites to each other. Although they got divorced, they still became friends"
"You're lucky, my parents are getting a divorce because of me. None of them want me"
"Aw honey, that can't be true. Your parents will always love you in their hearts. They are just going through this bump in the road that they need to pass by"
"I guess"
"Do you need a hug?"
"No thanks"
"Then can I get a hug?"
"Okay!"

I wrapped my arms around this beautiful child and I got that feeling. A motherly feeling in your heart. That moment when you feel as if it's your own child and Yu want them to be safe. Why I am getting this feeling from a stranger, I don't know but it feels natural.

Isabella smiled and hugged me back softly. I rubbed her back before we parted and her parents came out of the office. I sat like nothing happened and her parents walked to her.

"Isabella, it's time to go" her mother said

She nodded and she gave me a wave goodbye. I waved back but her mother noticed. She gave me daggers like if you look at my child, you are a dead girl. Then I was called and I walked to the room. A female welcomed me and told me to sit on the couch. She smiled at me and sat in front of me.

"Hello, I am- wait, you are that girl! Gunique! My daughter is a fan of yours! Can you sign a page in her notebook?"

Oh no! My therapist has a unique person of me!

Well, that's just great!
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