Star Gazers [BXB] [COMPLETED]

Shrink

"Hey," I said as I slid into my desk.

Emma looked up from her history textbook and seemed a little surprised that I was talking to her.

"Uh, hey?" she squinted at me unsurely and adjusted her glasses.

"Do you want to get together to work on the project tonight?" I asked.

"I can't. I have to babysit my little brother," she explained and looked back down at her book.

"How about tomorrow then?"

"Yeah, sure," she said in a monotone voice.

"Ok," I chewed the inside of my cheek a little as I looked at her. "Where and when?"

"How about after school at the library?" She suggested, looking up at me again.

"I can't right after school. I have soccer practice until 6:00."

"How about the diner at 7:00?" she threw out.

I bit my lip. The only diner close to here was the one Jason worked at.

"I guess that'll work."

I flinched as something hit me in the back of the head.

It was a crumpled up piece of paper.

I picked it up off the floor and looked behind me. Determining that it was thrown by the snickering baseball boys in the back, I crumpled it up tighter before throwing it into the trashcan by the door.

Even if there was a note inside, I knew it wasn't worth reading or giving them the satisfaction.

A few minutes later, Mrs. Robinson walked in and began her lecture.

×××

"Hey, Honey," Aunt Liza said as I walked in the front door after an uneventful practice.

"Hey," I responded tiredly.

Aunt Liza bit her lip and tapped her fingertips nervously against the counter.

Narrowing my eyes at her odd behavior, I dropped my bag at the foot of the stairs and folded my arms over my chest. "Spit it out."

Aunt Liza sighed and looked up at me. "I think you should start seeing your therapist again."

"I'm not sick, Liza." I frowned and turned to make my way up the stairs. She placed a hand on my shoulder.

"I know you're not, but the way you reacted to Adam- I'm worried about you, Cole."

"Look. I'm absolutely fine. I just wasn't expecting it so I reacted strongly. It won't happen again."

"So you'd be fine if he joined us for dinner tonight?"

I froze, green eyes haunting my vision.

Lowering my head, I mumbled, "I'd rather he not."

"But I thought you were absolutely fine," she mocked me in a fake surprised tone, calling me out on my lie.

"You know what? Fine. I'll see the shrink," I grumbled.

"Good. Because I set up an appointment for an hour from now."

I groaned as I grabbed my bag and went upstairs to my room.

I always hated going to the therapist. She always made me regurgitate all the bad memories and prod me about things I didn't want to talk about. Then she'd write things down on her clipboard like she was fucking judging me as a desperate contestant in a regional beauty pageant or some shit.

Sighing heavily, I plopped down on my bed and stared up at the ceiling.

×××

"Can you tell me about the incident, Cole," the shrink asked me, her pen poised on her clipboard.

She knew most of my story from past visits, so hopefully now it was just catching up on the current stuff.

"I saw someone that resembled...him... and I reacted strongly," I folded my arms over my chest and sank deeper into the plush couch as I counted the seconds.

She scribbled something on her clipboard before looking up and asking, "Reacted how?"

Grinding my teeth together in a nervous and irritated manor, I bit out, "I fainted."

Scribble scribble.

"And what do you think it was about this man that reminded you about your fa-" I cut her off with a glare and she quickly corrected herself, "about him."

I shrugged, staring at a fixed point on the carpet as I tried not to think about that monster.

"Green," I managed to get out.

"Green?" she prodded.

"Green eyes. His general build. A little bit in his nose."

Scribble scribble scribble.

"And your aunt is seeing this man, is that right?"

I nodded.

Tapping the end of her pen against her lip, she seemed to think for a moment before smiling.

"This could be an excellent opportunity for you, Cole."

"What?" I quirked my eyebrows in confusion.

"You can't live the rest of your life fainting everytime you see a man with green eyes and a specific nose," she said. "You have too many bad memories to associate with them. But by using this man, you can rewrite some of those memories, or at least associate them with something better."

"I don't follow," I said, a slight frown tugging at the corner of my lips.

"I want you to get close to this man. Make new memories. Perhaps he can even show you what having a father feels like. Goodness, I'm going to call your aunt!" 

"But-" I tried, but she was already out the door. Groaning, I ran a hand over my face and tried not to think of the torture my brain was about to go through.

Did this at least mean the session was over early?

×××

A/N

Uuuuurrrgghhh writer's block is stupid. I did my best to throw together a chapter for you guys, and I'm hoping it spurs some inspiration for me in the coming chapters.

Hmm, let's see.

Which natural element do you associate yourself with? Earth, Air, Fire, or Water?

I'm Fire, all the way.

Anywho...

See you soon! (hopefully)
-Anon