Family

Bathroom

 I walk out the door to the woman's bathroom. When I walk in I hear the sound of puking in one of the stalls. 

Christina's POV

It really sucks that I can't speak right now because, I don't know if this is Katherine or not. It could be some random person and Katherine is in a different stall. I don't want to just burst into the stall seeing some other person I don't know. I bite my lip and look under the stall doors to see if I can see Kath's shoes. 

I spot them at on the very last stall and knock gently.

 "S-sorry... O-one second..."

 The puking stops then continues and I know it is her throwing up. I try to open the door and she must have been in a rush because the latch is loose. Thankfully convenient.

 "H-hey! I am usi- Oh... I-"

Katherine gets interrupted and continues again. I pull her hair behind her and rub her back gently. After a few more minutes she stops and is sweating lightly. 

 "I was just nervous... Guess it affected my stomach..."

Yeah... It's your turn for therapy... You up for it?

 "I'll be fine."

 Are you sure? You just threw up...

 "Its fine. I was just nervous. I'm not sick."

 If you say so...

Katherine gets up off the floor and washes her hands. I hand her a mint.

"Thanks."

No problem babe.

Apparently someone was watching the interaction and she speaks up.

 "Why aren't you talking?"

I bite my lip. If I didn't talk... Why would I respond to you verbally. I don't think this woman knows sign language.

"Christina doesn't talk... She is mute. "

"Oh. Was she born this way?"

"No. Christina could talk but some things happened and so... She doesnt... Talk... Anymore. "

"Oh. What happened?"

"I don't think Christina would feel comfortable sharing that. I don't feel comfortable sharing that."

 "Oh. That's a shame. Nice meeting you. "

 "Yeah... Same to you."

 She leaves quickly and Katherine stares daggers into the woman's back. 

 "Why does she think she can just ask you about personal things? You don't go up to someone on the street who has lost a limb and go, Hey, what happened to make you lose a limb? It's really rude."

 Yeah... It was rude but, forget that. You have to go to therapy.

 "She also acted like you weren't a person. I understand that you can't talk but, that doesn't mean she can pretend that you don't exist. I mean she talked to me directly never even acknowledging you as a person who could contribute to the conversation. Maybe not verbally but, you can still be involved... Sorry... We better get going... Yeah?"

 "You are fine babe. But, yeah let's get going."

 I go onto my toes and kiss her on the cheek then lead her to the dreaded therapy room.