Lexie's POV
Me and Demi talked about everything, I told her why I felt the need to harm myself. Demi thinks it would be best to go see a therapist. I'm not exactly looking forward to it but maybe it would help me. And knowing Demi she wanted me to get an appointment for today. Demi tried to make me promise her that I would never do it again but I had to tell her that I can't make her a promise that I can't keep. But I did promise her that when I'm strong enough I would make that promise and never do it again.
We were in the car now on are way to the appointment, there was an awkward tension in the car between us, but I knew it would pass hopefully. Demi pulled the car into the parking lot and we just sat there for a moment. Demi turned to me.
"You know I love you right?"
"Of coarse Demi." Demi lightly placed her hand on my thigh which caused me to flinch a little. It's not that I don't trust Demi it's just that I'm still uncomfortable to a persons touch.
"Sorry." I mumbled.
"Don't be sorry lex I completely understand. Let's get going in we don't wanna be late now."
Me and Demi both got out of the car. I grabbed into Demi's hand I know that might seem babyish but I just felt safer when Demi was holding onto me. We were greeted at the door by an overly happy woman.
"Hi you must be Lexie, nice to meet you." Me and the lady shoot hands.
"I'm Dr. Grayam but you can call me Sarah."
"Hi." I shyly said. The carpet seemed a lot more interesting at that moment, wow the carpet is beautiful!
"Well don't be shy come on in my office." Demi squeezed my hand and told me it was going to be alright. Sarah thought it would be best if Demi waited in the waiting room for a little.
"Make yourself conferable." Sarah said. I sat on the couch and started picking at my nails.
"So tell me about yourself. Do you play any sports?"
"Yes I play field hockey and lacrosse. I used to play soccer but I stopped because I wanted to play hockey instead, and I didn't really like it anymore."
"Oh I see so you like violent sports?" I smiled at that.
"Yes it gets my anger out."
"Do you have a lot of anger?"
"Yes sometimes but I hold it in and than when I let it out... It's not pretty."
"Has this just started happening or have you always been like that."
"Well I actually have been like this since I started getting bullied which was in 7th grade I'm in 8th grade now, but I can control the anger sometimes."
"Tell me about Damian. Do you know why he did what he did?" My body tensed up.
"He said we were meant to be."
"What do you mean by that? Was he watching you before he got you?" I felt an anxiety attack coming.
"Y-yes."
"Oh? How so?"
****Flashback*****
I was tied up In the back of Damian's car laying down on the floor so no one could see me. I didn't know where Damian was taking me or what he was going to do to me. So many thoughts were going through my head like is he going to kill me or where is he taking me?
"Wh-where are you t-taking me."
"Don't worry about it princess. You'll find out." He snickered.
