Forget Me Not (HIATUS )

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

I am totally dreading today. 

Today, I have to go back to that damn therapist. Man, she pisses me off. 

She probably thinks she's so perfect so she can help other people and their problems. She probably thinks I'm a freak. She probably thinks she can save us freaks.

I bet she goes home after work to her perfect husband and talks to him about us freaks. Ugh, I really don't want to go back but, I don't know how to make my brothers make me stop going. I already told them I don't like it. 

"Amira, we're leaving in five." Sage tells me as he walks into my room. 

"Why do I need to go?" I whine. 

"Because you need the help." He says it like it's so simple. He thinks this damn lady can make me better just by talking to me. What the fuck is wrong with people these days?! 

"Isn't there another way I can get the help?" I beg. I really hope there is another way because I don't like therapy. "Come on Sage, you know I don't like therapy. I can tell that the therapist is a fake bitch who probably goes home to her husband to talk shit about how messed up we are. All these people she helps she says she's keeping everything confidential but, we all know that's bullshit. Come on, don't make me go!" I try my best to make puppy dog eyes but, I don't know how effective they are. I probably look pathetic.

"Well, can you think of any other way to get help because I won't let you not do anything about this. We both know you have a problem Amira, you can't ignore it forever. You. Need. Help." He closes his eyes for a short moment, it looks as if he's irritated but, he's also trying to take things in. 

It must be hard for Sage. Since, mom died and dad went to jail, he basically had to take care of us. He was only 15 when all of this happened and he basically raised us from there. He was basically a father of three since 15 years old. He hasn't really had a time to just live a normal kids life like a normal kid should. I feel so terrible for taking that away from him. 

"I don't know. How else can I get help?" I was basically begging him to not let me go. 

"Go today. After todays session, you can decide if you would like to continue with the therapy and if you don't, do some research. If you can find another way that you can get help, we will try that way." He scratched the little patch of stubble on his chin as he thought. 

"Oh my gosh! Thank you so much!" I ran over and gave him a big hug. I feel his arms wrap around me and I already know that he is smiling. I never hug anyone. So, Sage must really know how much I love him now. 

"You're welcome. Now come on, get ready. We're leaving soon." I look up at him and smile. 

I actually smiled! A real genuine smile. I don't remember the last time I had actually smiled. 

I got ready with a real smile and walked down the stairs with another huge smile. I liked this feeling. The feeling of happiness. 

"Somebody's happy." Liam smiled at me.

"Yup." I run over and hug him as well. "I wish I was happy like this more often." I mumble into my brothers chest. 

"Yah, me too." He says as he hugs me back. 

I'm so glad that Daniel was over at Sophia's house. That would be really awkward if he walked in because I'd be giving everybody hugs and spreading my love but, I know for a fact that I would just ignore him.

 I don't want it to be like this. I want things to be right between us. Daniel and I are the closest in age and I would really want us to be close. Like those siblings you see in the movies. I want Daniel and I to have deep, late night conversations with each other. I want us to be able to tell each other everything. I want us to have that kind of relationship where there is no secrets between us. I want the type of relationship where if someone were to ask one of us who our best friends were we'd say a friends name but, if they were to ask who knew the most about us, we would say each other. But, like most things in life, you won't get it. 

I know that Daniel and I won't ever be the same again. Maybe, if one of us could be the bigger person, we could apologize or start talking again and be closer than we are now but, I know that we won't be as close as I want us to. 

I guess that's just life. 

I fucking hate life. 

Sage and I finally left and headed to therapist's office. I don't even remember that therapists name. 

We finally got there and I was let in right away. 

"Hi Amira! How has life been treating you since the last time as I saw you?" She asked so peppy and cheery.

"Shitty." I deadpan. Did this bitch really think my whole life would have suddenly turned around in two days? 

"Language." She warned in a motherly tone. 'Fuck off.' I wanted to say to her but instead I just said, "You're not my mother." 

"Yes, but somebody needs to teach you how to act." She mumbles, probably hoping I wouldn't hear her. 

I cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow as I stare at her. "Did you really just say that?"

"Say what dear?" She says in the sweetest tone that would probably fool most people. 

"Don't try and act all innocent. I heard what you said. You think by correcting me I now need to praise you? Umm no honey, my brother raised me just fine. So, I don't need somebody coming in and trying to teach me manners. I always knew you were just some fake bitch who put on a smile for the clients because you know, anything for money. And don't you dare try and correct me about my language because I sure as hell won't listen to you, bitch."

I know I must sound like a bitch but, I really don't care. I know this lady was just trying to probably make me sound more ladylike but, I couldn't give a flying fuck about how ladylike I sounded. I have been through so much in life that I don't need this kind of bullshit. 

"How dare you talk to me like that!" The therapist who's name I didn't bother to remember (fr though guys, I can't remember this therapists name lol) yells at me wide eyed. 

I just laughed and walked out of the room to the front where I then grabbed Sage by the wrist and even though he was confused he still followed me as I headed towards the exit. 

I knew the therapist was behind me watching me leave so, I decided before I walk out the door to turn around and show her both of my middle fingers and mouth 'fuck you' to her. 

I didn't want to say it out loud because there were little kids in the waiting room probably going in for an appointment with her and, I wasn't that rude. 

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"Why are you guys back so early? You guys literally just left like 15 minutes ago." Liam asks as soon as we enter the house. 

"I didn't like the therapist so, I left." I said shrugging my shoulders like it was just that simple.

"Umm..." I could tell Liam was still confused so he turned to Sage. 

"Amira never liked the therapist so today she went crazy on the lady and started cursing like crazy at her." Sage was trying his best to try and look disappointed in me but, anybody in the room could see that he was just dying to laugh.

Liam turned to look at me with a look that said 'is he serious?' I just gave a little laugh and nodded. And to my surprise, Liam held a hand out for a high-five. 

I willingly gave him one and head back to my room to search for some other way to get the help we all knew I needed. 

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sorry, i haven't updated in a while. but, i did skip watching youtube to write this chapter for you guys so be grateful. just kidding ☺️ this story is probably shit lol