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luckily, my cold cleared up before tonight's show. it's currently 10:30 in the morning and cameron fell asleep beside me. his strong arms were holding my body securely. as i try to get up his grip tightens. the flashback of him grabbing me triggered my mind and made me fall and cry.
he jumps up and attempts to hug me but i push him away. i sit with my back to the wall, crying into my knees.
after a short ten minutes of my sniffling invading the room, cameron sits by my side. "nisa tell me what that was about." he says as he caresses my hunched back. i would tell him but i feel as if he'd make fun of me for being so clung to the past.
" no" i say firmly. his nose scrunches up and he comes closer to me. " nisa tell me what's on your mind." he says softly, he lays his hand on my thigh calming me. " when you tried to pull me closer to you, it triggered some type of flash back, and it scared me badly." i sniffle occasionally. " it's was about me." he put his head down. i nod. " im sorry." he tells me, he picks me up and sits me on his lap, his plump lips go to my forehead and kiss it. i feel a bit more comforted but i still feel tense.
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" hello my name is nisa ochoa, and i was wondering if i could get an appointment for the therapist in the UCLA clinic?"
" yes i have an appointment open for you on Monday the 25th at 8:30 in the morning."
" okay thank you."
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i change into my costume and preform on the pole, even while i was giving a man a lap dance, i couldn't get the events of this morning out of my mind. it scares me , because i think i might be catching feelings for this cameron, but i don't know if he truly has changed.
