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( A/N à Alcohol + drug use.)

Unfolding The Unplanned.

Chapter 33: Drunk Hospital Visits.

(*) Aria's Point Of View (*) – 20th February 2036.

Leaving the car, I shut the door behind me; suddenly, I pull my hoodie over my head as the sky is still peeing. Walking over to Joey, I take his hand in mine as we walk over to the building. Joey tugs me along as we go as I keep stopping to check if I have everything, repeating it over and over again.

Purse, phone, keys and lipstick – all there, present and correct but I can't help it. I am so nervous, Joey and I have talked over this plenty of times to whether or not we should go to therapy but it is going to be the best for both of us. We have spoken about our past and our issues (well I have anyway), I know that Joey went through some issues of his own but he hasn't fully opened up yet to me.

Opening the door, I hold it open for Joey as his enters the building, finally I take my hood down as we are now out of the rain and try and clean myself – to get rid of the rain. We both walk across the lobby area and towards the desk, a petite lady occupying the chair, she is quickly, writing as she hums to herself.

"Hello my name is Aria, Joey and I have an appointment with Doctor Sharron at four o'clock." I say to the women, she lifts up her head and gives us a small smile before she types away on her computer, I am guessing she is trying to find the reservations that we both make the other week.

"Hmm yes I can see it. Okay if you don't mind just waiting by the chairs for a few minutes, until she comes out to get you. I have just let her know." She replies back, gesturing for both of us to take a seat over by the chairs.

After Joey tells her thanks, we both go towards the sofa area and take a seat but not before Joey grabs a magazine from one of the racks by the doorway.

I take a seat on one of the seats and take out my phone, pulling up my latest video, replying back to comments from my fans. I haven't replied back to comments in a long time due to the fact that I have felt so low recently so I haven't been in the mood to do so however, recently I have been in high spirits so I thought I would reply back to comments finally.

I keep replying back to comments for the next fifteen minutes, waiting for the doctor to come out and let us in. Joey sighs and closes his magazine, throwing it lazily back down onto the side table. "Urg I thought she would be out now. I can think of a million things to do now instead of sitting here." He comments, giving me a small smile.

I take his hand in mine and he gives it a small kiss. "I know, that's why I am using my time wisely and commenting back to fans, dam I have missed it so much. Why didn't you take your phone? I told you to charge it." I inform him as he shakes his head at me, rolling his eyes in the process.

"Whatever darling. Well can I use yours?" He asks and I scrunch up my face in disgust as I shake my head. "No baby, I love you but not that much. That's why you should have charged your phone. I did tell you." I reply back and he lets out a whine.

"Grr." He speaks back.

"Aria, Joey. Hi my name is Sharron, are you both ready?" A tall lady asks us, I whip my head around to meet the doctor; I give her a small smile, nodding my head.

Picking up my bag, Joey grabs my hand and we make our way behind the doctor. Entering the room, I hold the door open for Joey as we make our way over to the seats.

Settling down on the seat; I get myself comfortable as I wait for the others two to get ready. Sharron enters the room and sets herself down – opposite Joey and I. She folds her arms across her chest and leans back against the chair. "So welcome both of you. I received an email from you Aria about a month ago to say that you and Joey both want to start couples counselling. I'm sorry it has taken you so long to book you in but we are here now. Who would want to start?" Sharron says as Joey and I both share a glance at each other, shrugging my shoulders.

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