T.W.M.A.S

Shrinked or not ? 🙇🏻‍♂️

"Nahhh! I feel this is a shitty idea. I've never been into that kinda shit and I'm sure as hell I'd never be!" I blurt out, totally loosing my cool.

This bitch is fucking with me right now.

Okay, so I'm currently stuck with my shrink for the next half hour and she's giving me bullshit talk.

"It wouldn't kill you, you need this. You totally need this to help you straighten out your issues. Open up your heart, find love Aaron and I promise you, you'd never regret it." Mary Evans, my therapist pleads with me.

Such a romantic fuck 🤦🏻‍♂️

"So not gonna happen, Mary." I shake my head, frowning at the idea of me loving or getting involved with another human.

"You'd have someone to call yours and share your dreams and hopes with." Mary explains.

I do, but she's just not my girlfriend.

*Fucking my face with a stick*

I glare at her with a disgusted look plastered on my all too perfect face, anger flowing through my blood streams.

"I can't bear the touch of a person, it makes me really agitated, I freak out and slip into oblivion. Do you want me to pass on this bullshit and call that love? To share my miserable life with another wouldn't be ideal and you know it. Please never bring this up again." I lash out and put a full stop to Mary's fantasies.

"It was just a suggestion, it's not something I intend you dwell on." Mary says, she gives a heavy sigh and holds my gaze for the longest.

Woah! slowww down, wasn't this bitch trying to force feed me into loving someone like about a minute ago ?

My shrink needs a shrink 👨🏻‍💻

Mary is a beautiful thirty something year old lady with sparkling blonde hair and green almond shaped eyes, when mom brought me over to her apartment and introduced her as my shrink, I never believed she's one to take interest in the lives of others.

She looks more like a model or beauty mogul of some sort.

Just saying 🤷🏻‍♂️

"So, talk me through the day you got that scar." She points to my face with a pen, adjusts on her seat and crosses her long legs, getting all cozy and settled.

I run a finger down my chin, images of that day flash through my mind.

I shiver as chills run down my spine and goosebumps pop out my skin pores.

"It was the day everything ended. The day he stopped. I was trying to get away from him...after...after he had finished with me for the third time in a roll." I begin, staring outside through the window behind Mary, not looking at anything in particular...just staring.

My vision blurs and I slip into a spiral world of colorful circles...

I travel back four years ago, everything seems as though it's truly happening. I see my fourteen year old self sprawled on the floor at my previous house back in Texas, me touching the lower part of my face, as hot tears fall, mixing with my blood.

I sob bitterly, the metallic stench of my blood feels the air. I bury my face in my palms and force myself to calm a bit before this fucker flares up.

I'm currently shaking like a featherless chicken.

"You piece of shit!" My uncle grinds his teeth together, slapping me across the face.