Fix You

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[Quick A/N: I decided to proofread and wow for the amount of my typo and grammatical errors. I want to punch myself for it. So here's the edited one. Thanks for bearing with me  😅]

Kiefer

The clock derided me.

It just chills up on the wall ticking away so slowly.

What makes a clock ticks? I started thinking of the mechanics of making a clock.

I don't know much, so it is kind of a waste of time, but I feel I am more productive thinking of that than sitting in a room with a woman I hated and I don't want to talk to.

Ngayon, she's just taking notes about God-knows-what.

She's probably just sitting there and drawing some flowers or something.

Therapists only care about their patients when they are voluntarily, not because they have to attend.

Sa kasamaang-palad, I fell into the category of ones who doesn't want to go.

I don't need a therapist. I know what is wrong with me. What else do I need a therapist for?

They always talk about your feelings. Screw that.

When I want to talk about something, I would tell it to someone who cares, not with my therapist. That's just odd.

I could talk to Mika. Mika would help me more than some lady who only speaks to me because of a paycheck.

"So Kiefer, are you ready to start?"

"Please Dr. Castillo, I was born ready." I said in mock enthusiasm.

I am a jerk, I know that. But I really hate therapy with passion. I do! It wastes my time completely. Or at least I thought so.

"Okay, well, how was your day has been so far?"

I shrugged. "Fine." I said in the most nonchalant way.

She just sighed. "Anyway, today's session won't be long as I have a family situation to deal with, so first. How have you been coping? Any episodes lately?"

"No." Yup, I lied.

The therapy crap was supposed to be helping me, right?

I can't tell her I had another one. She would then follow up with a bunch of other questions. Where was Kierra? Did you hurt yourself? Did you hurt anyone else? We will have to report this.

So, no. I won't tell her.

"Okay." She said and started writing more on her pad of paper. "Now, I would like to talk about your relationship with your girlfriend."

It has been a little over a week since Mika and I's first date. Nabanggit ko yung about samin sa therapist ko during my last session with her and I regretted it ever since.

"What about her?"

"How is your relationship with her... physically?"

What the hell?! Hindi na nya kailangan alamin pa yung mga ganon. Our physical relationship concerns her in no way at all.

Plus there isn't much to tell at this point. I am a coward and couldn't even treat my girlfriend properly, but she still stick around me because she is adorably insane.