the three of us {chim}

Piece 90

Camille's POV

"Good Afternoon, Cam." Dr Hayes gave me a big squeeze as I giggled. We've gotten quite close, sharing calls and texts with each other. She checks up on me when I don't have an appointment scheduled soon and makes sure I don't need a good chat.

"Bye, Mum." I waved to Mum and then walked down the hall to Dr Hayes' office with her leading me there. She opened the door and let me in, closing it behind her.

"So, lets catch up. What have you been up to recently?" She asked as I sat down and got comfortable on the leather couch.

"Uhm, I went to my Dad's, met his girlfriend, went to school today." I said, revising what's happened this past weekend and today.

"How's your mothers'?" She asked and I smiled just at the thought of them.

"They're good, they surprised me when they let me go to my Dad's. Mam and I had a little argument, but we fixed it really quickly." I explained, telling Dr Hayes the truth.

"That's good, was it serious?" She asked and raised her eyebrows.

"The problem wasn't too serious, but the apology was." I told her and looked down at the ground.

"Do you think it was an apology to keep you happy?" She asked and I looked up at her.  I didn't know what to think at first.  She's got a point, but I don't think Mam would do that.

"I'd like to think not, but...I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders, looking back down.

"Camille, I want you to create a journal.  But not just a diary, an artistic journal.  The satisfaction of creating a beautiful and artsy journal will help calm you in tough situations." Dr Hayes explained to me as I nodded along.

"You really think it will help?" I asked, not knowing how much it will do for me.

"It will keep your mind at ease and allow you to put any emotion that you don't need in your head, onto the paper." She mentioned, making me realize that she's right.

"Okay." I nodded.

"Is that good?" She asked me, making sure she wasn't forcing me to do it.

"Yeah." I smiled, letting her know that I liked the idea.  When I wrote the letter to James, that helped me a lot, so I think this could work.

"Anything else new?" She asked and I wanted to mention it, but I didn't want to get emotional.  Oh well, I'm here to help myself, so here goes nothing.

"This morning, Mam was acting really weird." I mentioned and she furrowed her eyebrows and asked me what happened.

"Well, for starters, she kind of ignored me a lot and I kept seeing that she was trying to bring something up, but Mum would stop her somehow.  I don't know what's going on, I didn't do anything." I shrugged my shoulders, knowing that I didn't do anything.  I spent the whole car ride here pondering about these past few days, wondering what it could be.

"Honestly, just ask.  Don't be scared because they're your mothers', they have to give you an answer at some point." She said and I nodded, knowing that's she's right.

The rest of our session was really nice, it was a lot of happy chats this week.  I never cried or held back tears.  I just smiled, laughed, and talked about how much I am loving life at the moment.