The Degenerates

Prologue

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Prologue: McNuggets for a Tragedy

All I wanted was a day to sleep in, is that really too much to ask for?

Apparently however, it was, because here I was stuck in my shrink's office listening to her ramble on and on about things I honestly had no interest in. I did figure however that as long as I kept nodding and didn't fall asleep I could pretend this was my physics class and just use the same skills I used to get through that class to get through these stupid sessions.

Lucky for me this new therapist seemed to be just as dumb as the last four...no five. Was it five? Or four? Honestly I have no clue at this point, hell it could be 6 even.

"Cade? Hello, are you even listening?" I nodded and agreed with whatever she was saying hoping to be done with whatever this was.

"What did I say then?" shit why does she honestly care so much? Regardless she'll get paid doesn't she know this? Why make it so difficult?

Regardless I took a shot.

"You were saying how I should be open..." I trailed off trying to read her expression hoping that I was at least somewhat in the ballpark of whatever she had been saying.

"Is that what you think?"

"Is that what I think about what?"

"Do you think you should be more open?" she was battling my questions with questions and I was not having it.

"Is that what you want me to do?"

"Well it would be more helpful, can you be more open though? Are you ready to be open?"

"Is anyone ever really ready to open themselves up to anyone?"

"I guess not, but it never hurts to try, it may even help you in your case. What do you think you should do?"

"I think I should go for some food. Aren't you hungry?" I felt my lips curving up into a slight smirk sighing as I leaned back.

"Alright fine let us go for some food then you can tell me." Wait what?

"I said lets go for some food." Well shit must have said that aloud.

"What do you mean lets go for some food?" I watched her slowly getting up as she was already picking up her jean jacket and putting it on over her white tank top she had on. Now that I think of it she wasn't really professional looking because along with that tank and jean jacket she had nice black skinny jeans with a pair of converse. Where'd they get this one? Were they really running out of shrinks to help me?

Either way I stood up and grabbed my hoodie following her as she walked out the door closing the door behind me.

"Where are we going?"

"No clue, where would you like to eat?" If she kept answering my questions with questions I was going to flip my motherfucking shit.

I felt my jaw clench and my hands turn to fist but I breathed in and out like I was taught and suggested McDonalds, to which she agreed.

We walked there; it was a nice summer cold breeze down the streets of London. Wasn't crowded but wasn't empty. Wasn't cold, but wasn't hot, it was perfect. This day would have been perfect if it wasn't for the fact that I was stuck with this shrink.