Don't You Do That Again (Zack Merrick All Time Low)

Chapter 15 *slight trigger warning*

*Larken's Point Of View*

"I don't know." I really don't want to talk about this.

"Larken, we both know that is a lie. You can either tell me why or go into a-" I cut him off. "-FINE! I'll talk about it." I say through gritted teeth. He just nods like he is proud of himself for getting me to talk about it. He is a total dick.

"I tried to do it because I was feeling worthless, like no one would ever care for me. I thought Zack was only asking me on dates because it was some sick dare to ask out the ugliest girl he could find. Its the same as all the other times. Happy?" I say as sweetly as I could manage.

"Do you think that Zack made you do this? Was he making you feel worthless?" He leans back in his chair. He's really going to ask this. WOW!

"No absolutley not, after this whole thing happened, Zack was there for me the whole time. He showed me how much he cares for me. He even took me into his own home to help me heal." I want this to end.

"What about before?" He tilts his head while asking this.

"No, it was just my thoughts that made me think that." I lean back more into the couch and cross my legs. I look at the clock. Ugh! I still have twenty minutes left.

He looks through his pages of notes on me, "Why did you try to do it when you were 15, 17, 21, 22, and now 24? Has your life really been that bad?" I can not believe he just asked me that. 

I stare at him with shock, "Its not my life, its the people in it." 

For the rest of therapy I don't answer any more questions. I'll for sure ask for a new therapist when this is over with. As soon as my twenty minutes are up, I run out the door and grab Zack's hand. I drag him to the car. 

He looks confused, but also a little angry. We get in the car and when he pulls away from that horrible place, I start to cry. I'm done. Maybe I should make it a sixth time.

Zack places his hand on my knee, "Lark, what's wrong? I mean, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." He keeps his eyes on the road, but he keeps taking glances at me.

"Its just him. He asked me if my life was that bad for wanting to commit suicide for a fi-" I stop myself from saying 'fifth', Zack doesn't know. "-for a what, Lark?" Zack stops at a stop light and looks at me with a sadden face.

I take a deep breath, "For a fifth time." I don't say anymore, neither does Zack. Its long car ride back to his apartment, with a sickening silence over us. I think Zack is scared he will say the wrong thing, and hurt me even more. 

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I hope you are still liking it..........whoever is reading this. 

-Liv