"E what are you most afraid of?'',doctor Deekop asks.
"I am afraid of the future doc", I answer.
"And why is that E?",I honestly don't want to talk about.
"Can we not ta-", she cuts me and says "Honey if you don't open up we aren't going to get any where."
"Okay well i don't want to go anywhere! I seriously don't feel like fucking talking about it", my temper is really bad so its really hard to control myself.
"Now, honey you were doing so well you wouldn't want to mess it up for yourself? So, now would you rather talk for thirty minutes every week for one month or pick trash up in the streets for seven months for hours?", she calmly asks me.
"Bitch shut the fuck up its not like they both aren't torturing me!", I say as i grab my bag and walk away.
I walk out of doctor "Ms.dick face" building.
I am so sick and tired of all this bullshit as if talking to a fucking stranger about my problems is going to fix things. They are fucking stupid for thinking that expressing your feelings can put an end to sadness,anger,pain and etc. They are all full of shit for thinking that it all gets better when it truly doesn't.
My stomach starts growling so i head to the nearest fast food restaurant which is Canes. I order the usual a sandwich combo a couple of minutes pass and i finally get my food.
I start walking out the restaurant when suddenly i hear someone call out for me.
"Ella?!?Elanour?!?'',a voice i wouldn't want to ever here again calls out.
The only reason i know who it is with out looking is because their was only one person that called me Ella and it was a disgusting monster.
As i turn to look over I instantly feel my stomach twists at the feeling of remembering all the flashbacks that have haunted me till this day because of him. Seeing this monster again after eight years made me feel sick to my stomach.
