Therapy • e.d

Its time

Here I am, Kirsten Rose , walking to my first therapy group. Not in a million years, would I have thought I'd be going to one. But I guess times change and so do people.

I didn't have anyone. My mum committed suicide and my dad is in prison so I'm alone. Well I do have a sister...Megan but I don't have a fucking clue where she is.

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The waiting room was quiet but it was a nice quiet. I thought about why I was here and everything that happened in the past year. I could feel tears begin to fill my eyes. NO. I can't cry, I've cried to much in the past year. I'm surprised I still have tears to cry.

"Kirsten Rose?" Said the group leader.

I stood up. Waking to the door that had just been opened. No one else was in here so I guess I was the first one here.

There were several grey plastic chairs all aligned in a circle. I couldn't be doing with this shit. Talking about my feelings to 7 other people. No thanks!

Finally, a few others joined. But only one stood out. A boy about my age (17) wandered in. He had long shaggy hair with a faded red streak in the front. His eye bags , dark and stood out like a sore thumb. His dark tan skin glowing from the dim lighting. He looked like the only 'normal' one besides me.

He looked into my eyes. Shit. He caught me staring. He gave me a look of disgust. Ok. Maybe he wasn't as nice as he looked.

He sat opposite me.

The therapy group now began.

It was time.

HEY GUYSSS!! Sorry if this is bad this is my first book. I'm Kirsten and I'm from england anddddd yeahhh I love the Dolan Twins. DM me if you have any questions about me or the book! BYE :)