adopted by phan *on hold for a bit & about to be under editing*

Chapter 34:

Hazel's POV:
*the next morning*

I woke up in shock from an awful dream I had. I'd had the same one for a while now, it was me alone in the old orphanage.
With no one there for me. I shake myself back to reality and get up. I got dressed into my attack on titans t-shirt, black jeans and black converse.
I didn't want to look that 'abnormal' at therapy. I don't even know the definition of normal so I couldn't be normal.
It's fine because 'Normalness leads to Sadness.' I cringe at the thought of using my dads quote. I take my mind off cringing and do my hair. As I begin to straighten it I noticed the scars on my arm.

I've not really noticed them for a while, I run one of my fingers across them and tense my body in pain. I slowly take my finger off them and stare at them, a single tear rolls down my cheek. I wipe it away and put on a jacket,
"If I can't see them, there not there," I lied to myself as I headed for the living room.
I glanced at my phone as I sat on the sofa, it was 12:38.
Therapy was at 1:00pm so I had a bit of time and it wasn't that long of a journey, anyway I had to wait for Dan because he said that he'd take me. I didn't care if he didn't take me, it's just because he insisted.
About 10 minutes later, Dan strolled into the living room and sat down next to me. He was still in his pyjamas and had a bad case of hobbit hair.

"Morning Haze," he said as he wiped his eyes. "Morning," I said chuckling at his hobbit hair. He noticed I was chuckling and looked up to his curly hair,
"What you wanna do today?" he asked.
"Well I've got therapy today, so I don't know," I replied checking the time.
"Crap, I said I'd take you. When have you got it?" he asked standing up, "1pm."
He looked at his phone and ran out the room,
"You don't have to take me! I can go on my own!" I shouted as he left the room,
"I promised!" he shouted back,
"And I don't brake promises!" he added.
I rolled my eyes and took my phone out my pocket. By the time I'd checked social media, Dan ran in puffing.
"Ready to go?" he asked putting on his jacket on.
"You really don't have to take me?" I said, noticing his slightly curly hair.
He'd obviously tried to straighten it, but didn't have enough time.
"It's fine, I need to go out anyway," he said as he gestured to the door, I rolled my eyes and left the house.
On the walk there we only made awkward small talk as I was to nervous to talk properly.

We approached the tall, dull looking building and walked in. We found a sign gesturing where the meeting was.
"Okay," he said looking at my terrified face.
"Bye Dan," I mumbled, my bottom lip shaking. He gave me a massive hug and whispered,
"Don't worry about it Haze, it'll be fine. I promise."
I hugged him harder and whispered back,
"Thank you Daniel."
We broke the hug and I was about to head into the room when Dan said,
"I'll see you later," he added,
LOh yeah, don't call me Daniel. You're as bad as Phil." I laughed and waved goodbye. I watched him as he left and walked away.

"Okay," I said to myself, "You can do this."