chapter two

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Kate's POV

To me, everyday is monday. My depression makes it so hard to cope with everything, ever since that day my grades have dropped, my friends have left. I just broke down. When I try to focus my mind reminds me of how much of a failure I am. I stare at the girl in the mirror, she looks broken, tear stains on her cheeks, bags under her eyes, razor glistening in her hand. She brings the razor the her skin, slicing it causing red blood to ooze out, tears continuously falling down her face.

"Kate! What the hell are you doing?!"

The razor drops out of my hands, I freeze in shock and fear as I turn my head towards the bathroom door, finding my best friend at the door, the tears threatening to spill out her eyes.

"K...Kate" Claire stutters, "why?"

I cry even harder than I already was, Claire burst into to tears and hugged me tight, but aware of the new cut.

"Wanna ditch school for today?"

I nod my head and bandage up my cut while she goes into my room. I walk back and see all the Harry Potter movies, Ben & Jerry's cookie dough ice cream and popcorn.

"Care to join?" Claire asks, patting the spot next to her.

"Yes please" I say, biting my lip, so I dont show my smile.

We were half way through the 4th movie when Claire pauses the movie.

"Kate?" Claire says

"Mhm?" I hum with a spoonful of icecream in my mouth.

"Kate," Claire begins "I am worried about you, so I want you to go visit the Depression Anonymous place downtown and they can try help."

"Claire..I cant" I say looking down

"Please?" Claire says, giving me her infamous puppy dog eyes.

"F...Fine" I sigh

*****

Today was the day I had to go to the Depression Anonymous place. Claire is driving me so I dont chicken out or something. I scroll through tumblr, reblogging what Troye Sivan and Tyler Oakley post when I get interrupted by Claire texting me that shes out front. I shut my laptop and walk to the front door and hop into her car.

"Do I look okay?" I ask

"You look great!" Claire says glancing at my outfit and focusing back onto the road.

I look down at my outfit, I was wearing a long sleeved floral blouse tucked into skinny jeans paired with a brown belt also with some black flats.

"Okay it'll take about 15 more minutes to get to the place, are you feeling alright?" Claire asks

"Yes" I said while checking the time.

We arrived earlier than expected, Claire gave me a hug before she left and told me she'd be here in 2 hours. I walked to the front desk and signed a few papers. I sat down in the waiting room, I looked around to see if there was anybody I recognised. Luckily I didnt because I really don't want people knowing my story.

20 minutes passed and we were all told to go to room 21, in the room there were 9 chairs in a circle, I took a seat away from the people that had arrived, we all looked around awkwardly not knowing if we should say anything or not. There was only 6 people which meant 3 people werent here yet, and 2 seats were next to me. A young boy who looked about 14 sat on the seat to my right.

"Who forced you to come today?" The boy asked me.

"Uh.. my best friend, you?" I replied

"My brother, he should be here too actually not sure were he is." He said putting his leg on his knee.

A few minutes later a man who looked in his late 20's walked in and took the spare seat that wasnt beside me.

"Good afternoon everyone my name is Dr Simmons, how about we go around the circle telling everyone our names?" Dr Simmons suggested.

"Aria" the tall girl said

"Alex" the slightly chubby boy said

"Tamarra" the red head said

"Bianca" the girl with extremely short hair said

"Zack" the asian boy said

"Kayla" the girl with glasses said

"Michael" the boy next to me said

"Kate" I said

Dr Simmons asked us to tell eachother our stories while he went to find out where the missing person was. So far I found out that Aria had an abusive step father, Alex got bullied a lot and Tamarra gets abused by her brother and people at school.

As Bianca started to start her story Dr Simmons walked in with a boy following behind him. His face was covered by his hoodie and how he had his head down as he walked over and took the seat next to me.

"So why dont you tell everyone your name?" Dr Simmons said, nudging the boy in the arm.

The boy looked up and awkwardly glanced around the room.

"Mason, Mason Sinclair."

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Is this even longer??

This is chapter twooo i will update very soon.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 19, 2014 ⏰

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