"Hello Luna, how are you doing today? It's rather chilly outside, isn't it?" He sits there looking at me and unravels his notebook. I sit down on the other side of his desk.
"So, today I think we should discuss Em-" He begins but I cut him off immediately, just because he's my counselor doesn't mean he can bring up whatever he wants.
"You aren't paid to get in my business. That's off topic, and I refuse to talk about it."
"I'm assigned to you by law, you can't drive yourself anywhere, you can't do much of anything without my approval. You're suicidal Luna. I know it's hard for you to comprehend that I'm here to help you get over Emma's death."
"Get over it? Get over? She's not some obstacle in my life, she's a human-being. I kissed her, I held her, that was my girl. You know what her last words were to me?"
"No I do not." He responds, I know he does but that's fine to play stupid.
"I'm in love with you." I bite my lip, hoping the pain will bring comfort that the words should, but do not.
"Why did you jump off the roof of your apartment complex?"
"I was testing my powers," I remark.
"Luna making a joke out of your pain is a commonly used wall, but you can't keep building it up or it will tumble down before you can get away."
"I don't care."
"You were one bone away from paralyzing yourself for life, does that mean anything to you?"
"No, because I was attempting for death not half way there, I swear death dropped his scythe laughing so hard at me failing to jump. What did I do wrong? Was there a target?"
"I'm prescribing depression meds. If you don't take them you will be put back in the hospital and stay there until I see that you are improving."
"You can't do that!" I scoff
"Then you need to start talking about Emma." He sits back grinning, he wants to die, imma kill him.
I shake my head and pick up my worry stone, turning it over in my hand. Even as the words tumble from my lips, I know I am not being completely truthful. She never truly made my heart lurch and scream for her the way it had for Belle.
"She was really beautiful honestly, I knew she'd be mine the moment we collided. She flipped my World right-side-up, and I thank her for that. I loved her before I loved myself, she always said she was a freak of nature, but she was a goddess to me. Down right beautiful. If she was still here, I'd drop everything and kiss her," He stops me before I finish.
"Are you not dating a girl named, Belle?" He asks playing with his mustache. Busted..
"I am, but I miss Emma, I didn't realize how much I loved her until I was crying at her funeral."
"That's a normal stage of grieving." He mumbles lightly.
"She made my heart beat faster, but she also was always at the wrong place, at the wrong time when it came to love."
"What do you mean?"
"Well. I messed around with Belle, and Emma for a while, I was just honestly confused about what I wanted, I was tired of Belle's crap, so I dated Emma, but then I missed Belle. It was just so complicating in every way humanely possible." I respond.
"Do you love Belle?"
"No." I counter to his question, before my heart can drop I hear a gasp from outside the door. I jump to my feet and twist the knob, peering through a crack in the door, only for Belle to come flooding in, tears glazing her eyes.
"I-I just moved in across the way, I come from my home, I move here to New York, and you don't love me?" She cries, heartbreak seeping through every word.
"I'm sorry Belle, I just I'm still getting over Emma. Don't go, please. Please don't leave me," I beg, but she drops my hand and walks out, taking with her the only piece of me left.
I knew this was the last piece simply by the way her car engine roaring out the parking lot made my stomach rattle louder. My eyes wideneded and my counselor sighed, shaking his head.
"Here are your keys, speed and I'll find a way to put my foot up your ass legally." He pulls his lips into a tight frown and with that I'm gone.
Gone.
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