One week later.
"How are you feeling?" Asked my therapist, she liked to be called Riley.
"I hate this" I admitted. "Why do I have to fucking sit in a room and talk about my feelings?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't answer but she did.
"It helps cleanse the soul" she took a deep breath in like she was some yoga instructor.
I don't know what happened but I burst, it was like there was this bubble inside of me without me knowing. Maybe it was what happened this whole week, Lucy's death anniversary, Adam, James, people in general, and more things piling up like mom, but this is all a maybe, that can never be explained of what I did next.
"Do you want to know what cleanses the soul? Do you want to fucking know?" I yelled getting up. "Dying! Fucking dying. You know, we are all going to die anyway. She died." I shrieked. "Do you know what makes things worse? Talking to a stupid shrink! It makes you rethink all your problems, and just makes them more clear, and not in a good way. NO! In a bad way, it just shows you how FUCKED up your life is" I kept shouting, until i noticed her, quickly jotting it all down."Don't write it down!" I screamed, flinging her copy away from her desk. "Don't fucking write it down, in your fucking book, I'm not a maths problem that can be solved" I grabbed the chair and flung it across the room, making sure it was nowhere close to hitting her.
I didn't realise that she had called security, but she had and they had taken me out of the room. I was given a bottle of water to calm down. After a while I went into her room, to apologise, but I needed security with me. It's not like it's I tried to kill the woman.
"Riley, I'm sorry I .... attacked you" I apoligised.
"It's okay darling, didn't that cleanse your soul" Riley smiled.
It took everything I had to not slap the smile away, and just nod.
"Please, don't call my parents" I was almost begging. I didn't want them to worry about this "problem".
"But dear, we must call someone to pick you up, you are clearly unstable at this time"she explained.
"Unstable? Fuck it, can I call a friend?"
"Must be a family" she insisted.
"Boyfriend?" I asked, hoping that was accepted in the shrinks rules and regulations.
She nodded handing me her phone.
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"Adam" I ran up to him, giving him a big hug. This is the first time I actually hugged him. I was so happy I finally wasn't stuck with a security guard who kept talking about that one time a man tried to kill her. I'm surprised it was once.
"Hey Dani"
"Danielle" I hissed.
"Oh so this must be the boyfriend?" Riley went over to shake his hand.
"Uhhh.. I think so" he answered.
"Yeah, thanks Riley for everything but we better go, I have a ton of homework" the truth is I had finished my homework but I did have a ton.
"What was that?" The second we got into the car, Adam started harassing me with questions. I explained that my parents thought I needed a shrink but I didn't say why, I told him about my minor outbreak, and then why I needed him to be my boyfriend.
"Calling me unstable? Seriously, like I'm unstable" I continued to complain.
"You know this is the first time, you've been confident enough to talk to me openly" Adam stated.
"Maybe I should get mad more often" I giggled.
"Maybe you should" he sighed. "You know I'm happy though, with you being so open with me"
"Adam I've know you for a week, I'm not going to tell you my darkest secrets" I laughed.
"With all the friends you have you picked me to be your fake boyfriend" he smirked.
"Says a lot doesn't it. Rather I don't have a lot of friends or your just really special" I joked.
"I prefer the second one" he chuckled.
"Goodbye Adam, thanks again" I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and unbuckled my seatbelt to get out.
"Fair well Dani" he yelled.
"I'm right here moron and it's Danielle" I couldn't help but smile.

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