Secrets•lil Pump

39

*gazzys pov*

I walked into the therapists office for the third time in th last few week's. This place was sad an eerie but I would do anything to see my baby girl again. I sat in the same leather chair across from the woman who would be questioning my entire life story. She smiled to greet me and I shrugged in response.

"Can we just get started!" I said aggressively, but I needed to get this over with. I hated this place. It was basically the gateway for judgement.

"Of course Mr.Garcia. so the last time I saw you, we talked about the loss of your baby. And you were thinking of the name Gabriella?"

I nodded my head as that was correct. "Yes, we talked about my baby being shot. Anything else you need to criticise about my life?" I was annoyed at her at this point. That was the third time she pushed the subject on me. I didn't want to talk about what the fuck was her problem.

"Ok, I see Mr.Garcia" she stopped to write something down. "From our last few conversations it seems that maybe calling your wife would be a good idea. Even if she doesn't answer it could be a good idea to try it?"

Finally this woman said something useful. I pulled my phone from my back pocket and pressed on szas contact. The tone of dialing making my heart beat at every time. As soon as I thought she wouldn't pick up I went for the end call button, but sza picked up the phone.

Sza: hello? Gazzy is everything ok?

Me: baby are you doing ok?

Sza: gazzy what's wrong?

Me: I'm in counseling..

Sza: I'm happy for you babe, we'll meet soon. I promise...I gotta go though. Bye

Me: bye,love...

Sza ended the call and my counselor took a few notes. We finished up the session. Then I went with Diego and dex to eat dinner.