Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Four.

(A/N: Short chapter sorry!!!! I am busy at the moment. Don't forget to read the note in the end .xx)

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Dear Diary,

I want to move again. I want to leave this town and start over at some new place.

Every day I get shoved into lockers, someone spits on me, my lunch is thrown to the ground and everyone laughs at me.

History is repeating itself.

My dad is coming home on Friday which should be a good thing but it’s not.

College is basically taking the life out of me. Or at least what’s rest of it.

I cringed when I rolled down my sleeves. I went too deep this time, but I didn’t care. No one does anyway, so it won’t matter.

I was forced to meet my shrink today. I missed our first appointment on the first day of school, so I had to call her and apologize. We rescheduled to a week after.

She seems nice, but she won’t understand my problems.

 

 

I sat on a small sofa outside her office waiting for her to finish her appointment with some other patient.

Every teacher that passed by waved at me.

Everyone is so nice to me. At least the staff, cause the students not so much.

I leaned against the wall behind me and sighed.

Suddenly, I hear voices and her office’s door opens.

I look up and see a tall, curly haired boy putting his backpack over his shoulder.

“Ok mum, don’t worry I’ll handle it. Don’t be late this time or dinner will get cold.”

“I can’t make any promises dear. Have a nice drive back home, I love you” – She kissed his cheek and half hugged him.

“Stop it…” – He looked at me who was staring at that scene with wide eyes – “You have a girl here waiting for you.” – He grinned at me.

Those eyes were so familiar…

“Oh. You must be Andrea. Come on in, dear ! Settle down and let’s begin our session.” – I got inside and sat down on a big leather couch in the middle of her office.

“Bye mum” – He took a last glance at me and closed the door.

“I’m sorry that was my son. So, I’m Anne and you must be Fatima’s daughter.”

“Y-yes, yes I am. I’m sorry I didn’t come to our previous appointment I was having some kind of trouble.” – The lump in my throat started rising.

“What sort of trouble?”

“M-m-my period came.” – Actually it didn’t.

“Oh. So, tell me a bit about yourself, what brings you here?”

“My mum forced me.”

She laughed – “Yeah, she told me. She’s really worried about you, you know ? But tell me your side of the story.”

My side of the story ? What the fuck did my mum tell her already?!

“Hm I don’t know where to start…”

“Let me help you: tell me about the day of the accident.”

Is she trying to make me feel even worse than what I already feel? 

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(A/N: I am so sorry for this short chapter, I am just so busy at the moment... I hope you enjoyed it though. So now we have a mistery here. What accident ? What day ? What happened ? Tell me your theories I'd love to hear them!!!! :) You already got this: 10 votes OR 100 reads and I'll post a new chapter .xx)