Everyone has an addiction. Hers is just her weight. She feels lost in her own skin. Robin could never be the same she was before her mom was stolen from her. But this guy, Ilya she meets changes everything. Ilya finds that it's hard to love another...
Her eyes were full of despondency. That's exactly what I hate. Pitiful eyes caused by what I go through. Everything in my life is just so distasteful. I shake my head at the thought.
"Is that why your father is in poor health? Because he's the one that got shot?"
I sniff then nod, "Yeah, he had jumped in the way. Hit him in his intestines. H-his blood was everywhere. He just laid there, looking so breathless. When I looked into his eyes, I could see how sorry he was for everything. He told me to run and hide but I couldn't just leave them there. I just couldn't. My body gave out and I just fell to my hands and knees and cried. That was all I could do. My dad just smiled at me and said, 'I love you bud.' My insides quivered when he said that. He hadn't called me bud since my brother died. I-i can't. I don't wanna keep talking about this."
I stand up and straighten out. "I'm sorry."
"I don't want to push you and make you shut down so we'll continue next time."
I nod in approval. "Mr. Nixon you can come in." She yells from her seat.
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The door slowly pushes open as I see my dad struggling to stand. Most of his weight was pressed against the door holding himself up right.
"Dad, you know your'e not suppose to be standing." I say rushing over to him. I grip his elbow making him shift his weight from the door to me.
"My legs still work bud. I'm just a bit banged up is all." He kisses my forehead gently.
I nod smiling as I wrap my free arm around his waist, taking some of his weight off his feet.
We both make our way to where I was previously sitting.
"So Mr. Nixon, Robin is a working progress. She has a hard time talking out what happened with her mom and her brother. She shuts down very easily and I think it's in her best interest that you keep a very close eye on her and her eating habits and her constant mood changes. She's starting a new school tomorrow correct?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good. I'm going to need you to make her go out. Expand her horizon. Let her figure out what things she could get into to help her emotionally and build her character. It's hard for a teen to build who they are when your family is so expanded with empty space in-between each member."
My dad nods and looks at me and smiles. He softly runs his thumb down my cheek and kisses my forehead.
I couldn't help but agree with her. She's right. I don't know who I am. I don't think I will when I'm constantly feeling empty.
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I hope you guys are liking the story so far c:
I know it's short but i'll start making my chapters longer
