Help Me

Asking All Them Questions

"Ryan, you had sex with Max, correct?" My therapist, Betty asked. I nodded my head yes. 

"And why did you do that?" She asked. Damn, she always asking questions. Can we ever have a normal conversation? One that starts off with a, "Hello how do you do?" and ends with a "See you tomorrow." Or some shit like that. Bitches always asking questions. Like, dang, shut the hell up sometimes. 

"Uh...Because I was horny?" I replied. What the hell kind of question was that? She gave me a blank stare. I sighed, "Because I wanted him to feel what I felt when we first had sex." 

She nodded in approval, "That's the answer I was looking for." 

"I- I didn't mean for it to happen the way it did. It's just he made me feel so - so useless. And  disgusting . I hoped that he would feel the same way I felt but it didn't work out the way I wanted it to. I like him a lot but at the same time I hate him. Why is that?" I asked Betty. Betty wasn't her real name I just like to call her that. 

"Have you been taking your anti-depressants lately, Ryan?" 

"No." I looked down in shame, " I just figured since I had a boyfriend the depression would go away." I mumbled. 

"Well Ryan, it obviously doens't work that way. I mean, you had Jace and you still felt the same. How is Jace by the way? You don't talk about him as much as you used to." 

 I flinched at the mere mention of his name. "I've been such a dick to him these past few weeks; ignoring his calls and texts, if he comes around to my house I pretend to be asleep. Just awful things. I feel bad but things are awkward between us. Ever since he indirectly asked me out, it's been awkward. It's not my fault though. He fucked everything up. It's all his fucking fault."I stated. 

She nodded. "Ryan, did you take your medicine this morning?" I shook my head no. 

"Tsk tsk tsk." She went and opened up a drawer marked, Ryan. She took out a bottle of pills and tossed them to me, "Take it. Now!" She said leaving no room for discussion. I opened up the bottle and took out three pills. 

She looked at me, astonished. "Why so many?" 

I stared at her,"What do you mean?" 

"You're only supposed to take one,Ryan." 

"Really? I've always taken three." I replied.

Betty looked exasperated. "Just take one Ryan." 

I nodded, popped it in my mouth, and washed it down with some water. 

I tucked the other two in my pocket. 

Only take one my ass. 

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Really sorry about the short chapter guys! Don't kill me. This is kind of a filler chapter. It was needed to lead up to the stuff that's about to go down. And I have writers block. :/ 

Shit's about to get real!