Feeling (Yato x Reader)

9: Another Session

—You

Watching the news the next afternoon after school, one could see how horrible the weather was supposed to get. We had a heavy cold front coming through soon. It was traveling and headed straight in our direction.

I sighed softly and turned off the TV then walked into the kitchen where my mom was starting dinner. "Mom, do I really have to go to that therapy session?" I asked. "I didn't like it last time," I added, hoping in vain to convince her.

Mom shook her head and turned to me. "You have to go, (Y/n). I'm just getting dinner started then I'm going to take you," she replied.

I groaned a little and tipped my head back. "Mom, it's not helping, I don't want to go," I said.

"You need to drink some water before we leave. We don't want you to pass out again like in school," she said, completely deaf to my complaints. "I'm gonna have you take your anti-depressants as well. Maybe that will lighten your mood about the situation," she added.

I pouted at her, that was until an idea came to my head. "I think it was the medicine that made me pass out, I was drinking fine yesterday," I said.

My mom picked up the prescription and looked at the part which listed side effects. I was relieved to see one that actually had light-headedness as a side effect. "See?" I said.

Mom gave a soft sigh and set the medication aside. "Alright then, well get your shoes on, we're going to be leaving," she said.

I had a mental celebration at the realization that I wouldn't have to take the medicine again. I quickly went to the door and started to get on my shoes, grabbing the car keys and getting into the car.

The interior was cold from the night's frost and the leather seating. I started the car and turned on the defrost, hoping it would speed up the heating process.

A few moments later, mom came out of the house, getting into the car. As she did, a bit of a shiver escaped her body. "It's cold today," she said.

I nodded. "I guess we're supposed to be getting a blizzard in a couple of weeks," I said.

"Oh great," she said. "Guess I'll be telling your father to get the snow blower out. You'll be helping too this year," she added.

I gave a sigh, shuddering at the thought of having to do labor in the frigid weather.

When we got to the building, I again saw all the phantoms swirling around its walls and attached to some of the people who entered.

"Do I have to...?" I asked, dreading the thought of going inside.

Mom unlocked the car door and looked at me. "I'll save you a plate for dinner, be back in an hour," she said, ignoring me again.

I gave another groan then got out of the warm car and into the cold again. Slowly, I began to approach the building, that was until I heard my mother's car drive away.

I gave a sigh of relief when it did and took a seat on the stair I had stopped myself on. It was cold outside, but anything was better than going inside of that place. I held my arms close to myself in a petty attempt to keep warm.

I looked around the gray city street and at the distant buildings, trying to think of what to do with my hour of time. My eyes drifted to the cable lines above me and I began to think of when Hiyori and I met up yesterday.

I hung my head downward and sighed, my warm breath creating vapor in the contrast air. I just wished she would forgive me.

Lifting my head again and standing to my feet, I decided to set out for a coffee shop nearby. I couldn't go too far from the therapy building, I only had an hour before my mother arrived.