chapter ten

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Everly Clark

I TIGHTENED the hold onto my purse, shooting Gabriel a nervous glance. His oceanic eyes softened and he gave me an encouraging smile. Gabriel had taken me to his stepsister as soon as I had woken up, he was determined to make sure I smiled at least once.

We both currently sat in one of the waiting rooms, anxiously waiting for her arrival. I've never done this before, I know that I'm depressed but I made no effort to try and help that. The only way to help myself was to cry, which is all I did for nine years.

The doorknob twisted sideways and we were greeted by the creaking sound of the door opening. A young woman, not much older than I, stepped in; greeting us with a warm smile. Her midnight colored hair was wrapped into a tight bun, not a single hair out of place. She was dressed in a professional looking dress, matching with glossy high heels.

Her heels made a click-clacking sound on the wood floor as she walked over to us, "Oh Gabby, it's been forever!"

Gabriel stood up and gave her a sheepish smile, before hugging her tightly, "Nice to see you too Aspen,"

Gabriel then turned to me, "Everly this is my sister Aspen,"

I managed a small smile and stood up to shake her hand, "Pleasure to meet you,"

She grinned, "The pleasures all mine, please have a seat,"

We all sat down, a comfortable silence filling the air for a couple moments.

Aspen cleared her throat, "So Everly, I'm not going to beat around the bush or anything okay? I need you to be as honest as you can with me,"

I nodded, ignoring the lump in my throat. Aspen then turned to look at Gabriel, coughing slightly.

"S-Should I wait outside?" he stuttered, looking at the two of us.

"No!" I burst out, "I-I mean, it's fine if you stay."

Gabriel nodded and sent me a reassuring smile. Aspen smiled and crossed her arms, studying me intensely.

"Okay, so Gabby has told me that you are suffering from depression and PTSD?" she asked, raising one of her eyebrows.

I released a shaky breath, "I-I'm pretty sure, the memories they won't ever go away,"

She nodded and wrote something down on her clipboard, "Alright so I'm going to be using Exposure therapy, so we'll make sure to help you with your nightmares and flashbacks okay?

"Now, how long have you been getting these flashbacks and nightmares?" she asked, her eyes filled with kindness.

I pursed my lips, "N-Nine years, ever since it happened,"

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