"Taylor? Taylor, are you listening?" The therapist, Karen, asked.
"Yeah." I mumbled.
Ashton Irwin was in the therapy group. Of course he didn't take it seriously: he would talk about girls who he had been with who were terrible at sex or who talked too much... nothing terrible.
Every time the shrink asked me to talk, I either told her I wasn't ready, or ignored her completely.
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The next day of school, I ran into Ashton in the hallway.
"Hey, would you wa-" he grabbed my shoulders. He stopped mid-sentence once he saw who I was. I had gotten a better look at his features: hazel eyes, beautiful white, straight teeth. He was extremely attractive. But I knew he wouldn't fall for me... There's no way he would. So I knew I should just get over him then and there.
"Hey, your from group therapy... Taylor, right?" he asked.
I nodded.
He laughed and walked off to class.
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Grammy was making pizza for dinner. We all sat down at the dinner table.
"How was therapy the other day? Did you make any new friends?" Grammy asked.
I sighed. "No."
"You need to try. Life is going to suck if your lonely for the rest of it." She grabbed my grandpa's hand next to her. He smiled and continued eating.
"Life already sucks." I mumbled under my breath.
After dinner, I went into the basement. That was where I stayed. It was cool; like my own apartment. It had a bathroom, a living room, and a bedroom with a queen-size bed in it. The walls were painted either red, with a tan sofa in the living room. I had my own refrigerator, and my own flat screen tv. I even had a door at the bottom of the stairs that I could lock.
I went into the bathroom where the scissors were, and cut lightly across my wrist. I grabbed a bandaid, and put it over.
Grammy would throw a fit I she saw what I did.
I sat down at my computer, and FaceTimed my best friend Joe. Her real name was Josephine, but she hated being called that. Joe was my only friend, and we had to talk virtually now. I told her about what happened at school, about the group therapy, and about my small crush that I couldn't have on Ashton Irwin.
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