Almost Broken. (Finished.)

A meeting for broken people

Once again this is a month or so old

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Suga came over early in the morning saying he had a plan, it was eight am I was still sleeping and playing to for a few more hours but he had other plans, we haven't talked about the other day at all which I'm kinda glad about that, but I still wish he'd say something, I know I'm not going to bring it up without him saying something first, I don't like starting conversions or being in them much, I never have though unless it's with someone I really like. I like Suga but it's too much it to start one at the moment
I'm sitting on the couch eating cereal, with Suga sitting in front of me sitting on the coffee table waiting for me to finish it's kinda creepy the way he's looking at me

"Y--You need something?" I ask

He just stares at me for a few more minutes before looking at his hands

"Nope, just waiting for you to be finished so we can talk about my thing I had in mind," He says smiling back up at me
I give him a blank stare and continue eating

"You can tell me while I'm eating" I mumble looking back at the tv that's playing some drama, yay people making out

I turn off the tv and look back at Suga

"Okay," he says taking my bowl from me and putting it beside him

I wait for a few minutes for him to start but he just keeps, he doesn't just continue to look at me, I look at my lap

"A--are you going to say what you came here for-- a--at eigh--eight am" I mumble

"Right!" he says loudly making me jump

"I came here to tell you that!"

"What?"

"Okay, there's a group therapy tonight with kids just like you!" he says smiling big again

I

"S--so like a thing for troubled teenagers pretty much?"

"Yes!"

"I'm----I'm not ready" I lie, I just can't go it wouldn't be right

"Yes, you are. I and your mom talked about it already and she says it would be good for you to meet some kids and share even, that's totally up to you, though, and I or she could go
with you"

I really wish they'd talk to me first instead of treating me like a child

"Do---do you really think I'm ready?"

"Yes, I think you are and why not your anxiety medication is going to be here soon so now is the best time"

I don't feel ready

"It will be good, and you don't have to share you can just listen, and hopefully someday you'll feel comfortable soon to share with them, I used to go there when I was a teenager it
was good, and sometimes it was great" he says getting up and sitting next to me "I think you'll learn to enjoy yourself and I can only go with you for a few times if you want to try and
be alone with them"

I don't say anything because at this point I don't know what to say and I just feel overcome with anxiety

" It will get better,"So continuing

"Will I really?" I say more asking myself then him

He still answers "Of course," He says smiling at me more, why is he so happy all the time? I wish I could be like that it doesn't look fake