"Can we?" (A Robbie Kay Story.)

Chapter 1.

Diana's pov.

I'm so not looking forward to going to this support group. Honestly, i'm only going because my therapist thought it would be a good thing for me to go. I had lost my parents a while ago, and i'm actually handling it quite well. I just don't wanna share all my thoughts with others.

The building is not far from where I live, so I decide to walk. When I arrive, the women who runs the group therapy greets me, and I shake her hand, introducing myself. I follow her to the room where we will have our sessions. I see only one other person sitting in the room, he's about my age I think. He gets up and offers me his hand to shake, I accept and shake his hand, "Hi, i'm Robbie." His voice sounds really shaky, like he has just been crying. "Hey, i'm Diana." I give him a light smile and also sit down on one of the chairs. We both look at miss. Smith, not really knowing what to expect.

"So today is our first session. I know we are not complete, but I do wanna use this session to introduce ourselves, and tell our stories. Who wants to start?" I look at Robbie, he just looks at his hands. "I will." I say and sit up straight.

"So, my name is Diana, and i'm 19 years old. I live by myself, but get checked on a few times a week. I don't have any siblings, and my parents died in a car accident a few months ago, because my dad was driving while he was drunk, and my mom couldn't stop him. I honestly can't give two fucks about my dad being dead, but I do miss my mom at times. I have been suffering from depression for about 3 years now, and that's kinda the reason why i'm here. I just don't see the point of living, because somehow you will end up dying anyway. So all I basically do is sitting at home, doing nothing. My therapist thinks it's a very unhealthy way of living my life, that's why she sent me here, to get some routine in my life, and perhaps meet people with the same thoughts, and how to handle them." I roll my eyes at the end, and take a deep breath.

"Thank you Diana, for sharing your story, Robbie, do you wanna share yours now?" Robbie looks at miss. Smith, and sits up straight, he also looks at me for a few seconds.

"Well, my name is Robbie, i'm 20 years old, and I live with my brother, he's just never home. I have never known my mother, and my dad has killed himself when I was younger, and they found out I had Leukemia. He didn't know how to deal with it, so he just thought that was a good reason to kill himself. I did beat Leukemia after 2 years. It has been 7 years now, and i'm still clean from it. I have been suffering from depression for about 5 years now. It's because I always feel alone, and don't see the point of living because I just don't fit in. I never had friends, and I never finished school because of it. I also don't go out because of this, because i'm always the weird and ugly kid that no one wants to sit next to or whatever. I just hate myself." He bites his lip, like he's trying not to break down right then and there.

"Thank you Robbie, for sharing your story. Do you guys have any questions?" She looks from Robbie to me. "Why are there only two of us?" I look at miss. Smith now, curious for her answer. "Well, some of the people have cancelled, they weren't really comfortable with joining us. And also, someone has been rushed to the hospital. I'm not sure if she will be joining us later." I can hear in her voice that she feels guilty. "Well, then it's just the two of us, aye?" I look at Robbie and he gives me a light smile. "We will make the best of it." Miss. Smith adds.

Miss. Smith leaves to get us some tea, and Robbie and I sit down by the table. "Hey Diana?" I look up at him, I didn't really expect him to talk to me, "Yea?" I smile at him, "Can I have your number? You know, just in case.." I know where he's coming from, "Ofcourse!" I hand him my phone and he hands me his. We put each others numbers in it and give each others phone back. "Thank you." He smiles politely. "You're welcome." Miss. Smith walks back in, handing us both a cup of tea, and we both thank her.

"So for the next session I want you both to make a list of things that make your life worth living, and what doesn't make your life worth living. We will discuss them here and try to make it a list with only the good things, alright?" Miss. Smith explains, we both nod at her. I think I can do that.

We finish, and then both Robbie and I get ready to leave. "I will see you both in two days." Miss. Smith says, "Okay." Robbie and I say at the same time, and I let a small laugh escape my mouth. We leave the building now. "Which way do you have to go?" I ask curious. "I live close to the woods, what about you?" We stand still, looking at eachother while talking. "Not far away from the woods either. Mind walking together?" It's always nice to offer. He smiles bright at me, "I would love that, thank you, Diana." We start walking now, "Hey, no need to thank me." I smile back at him, he really seems like a nice guy. I don't understand why no one would wanna befriend him.

After a while we stop walking, "This is my block." He says, this isn't the most friendly neighbourhood, I frown slightly. "Alright, I will see you on wednesday, aye?" He nods, "Yes, I will see you then!" We give each other a smile.

"Bye, Diana."

"Bye, Robbie."

We both walk away. When I arrive at my house, I walk upstairs and run a bath, I could really use one right now. I get in, and start reading. I love reading when taking a bath.

After a while, my phone starts ringing, I frown and pick up, "Robbie, are you okay?" I put my book away. "Diana, I need your help, please!" I can hear in his voice that he's hurt. "I'm on my way. where are you?" I quickly get out, I wait for his response, but see that he already hang up. I let the water run away and get dressed as fast as I can.

Hey guys! So this is just a try out, and I really hope you guys will like it!
I would also like to know what you think happened to Robbie?
Much love, Xxx.

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