BROKEN

Chapter 2

Kiera stared from her therapist window as children ran and play with their family and friends relaxed as if they had no care in the world. She continued to watch the family until her eyes landed on a group of teenagers chatting and laughing, she wondered if her life could ever be as there's. Normal. Growing up kiera didn't know the meaning of normal; her gifts during Christmas and her birthday cost more than twenty thousand dollars, her mansion that she called home was too large for three person even though they had servants,her room was very large about the size of six average size bedroom. Her father and mother were always busy at work so her grandmother who she called Nana had taken care of her growing up. Her Nana was not only her grandmother but the closet thing she had as a motherly figure. Yes she know that despite how much her mother wasn't there she loved her. She tried to be the understanding child and said to her self that they were busy trying to run a company, but deep down she knew they could make time for her even if it's one day together. Ever since the incident they had drew a little closer to her, which she wouldn't mind if it were two years ago, but now she hated it.

Hated seeing their pitiful looks her way

Hated seeing their guilty expression.

She hated how they looked at her as if she was a broken vase that they are trying to figure out how to put together. She knew she was-is broken but that doesn't mean she wanted to be reminded constantly.

So she did the only thing to avoid those looks.

She avoided them at all cost.

"So kiera, how are you feeling today?" her therapist Jim asked breaking her thoughts.

"Fantastic"she said sarcastically.

"really how are you?"

"well"she sigh " I'm not feeling the same I was a year ago, so I guess that's an improvement " she turned to look at him with a small smile.

"Okay" he nod in agreement writing something on his notebook something he did a lot.

"Is there any particular subject you wanted to talk to me about?"kiera played with her fingers wondering if she should tell him about the guilt she had felt when the girl had confronted her in the morning, but she quickly decided against it.

"no"

"Are you Sure?"he asked studying her.

"positive"

"So do you want to talk about the boys you have sex with" kiera looked at him surprise at his question, it wasn't exactly a secret but how would he know unless it's someone at her school told hi but who? And if he knew that means her parents knew too.

"How-"Jim cut her off.

"It doesn't matter, do you want to talk about it?"

"What about them?" she shrugged trying to seem unfazed by his knowledge.

Jim sigh "kiera I'm your therapist, if you don't help me understand then I won't be able to help you"

"Okay" she gave in.

"Why do you sleep with these guys?"

"Well I can't really explain it but ever since that incident I craved sex, and I know its weird, some people wouldn't even want anyone to touch them if they've experience what I've been through but-but ugh" she ran her hands through her hair in frustration.

"Go on" he urged.

"I don't know, it's just-just I feel better knowing that I can give my body freely without it being taken forcefully by someone"

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