Two weeks had quickly passed since the trip to Hawaii, and all the feelings and emotions shared by both David and Jay was still very much there towards Michelle. Oddly things have been quite normal and easy going, but it wasn't going to remain like that for very long now that they were all back in Oakland.
It was around nine in the morning, and Jay sat in a chair as he watched his therapist write something down on her notebook. He never thought that he would ever do therapy, but falling in love with Michelle had made him realise that he needed to change a lot of things about himself, one of them being his anger and increasingly high temper. He wanted to prove to her, to show her that he's changed, and he went through lengths just to do so.
"Welcome to your first session Mr Morris, I'm very happy to finally have you here" the therapist spoke, placing her notebook to the side before adjusting her glasses and smiling over at him.
"Jay's fine" he corrected, placing his arm above the sofa before taking of his hat. This was going to be very difficult for him seeing that he had never done anything like this. A couple years ago David and Kim had tried to get him a counsellor but he immediately dismissed the idea as it was something he didn't think he needed, but he couldn't have been more wrong. Fast forward to a couple years later, he was then sited in front of one of the best therapist in town. It was unbelievable how things can change so quickly.
"Well Jay, it says on your files that you were born on July 2nd, 1999... which makes today your 19th birthday. Happy Birthday, but Its very rare for a client to book for a session on their birthday".
Jay slowly diverted his eyes further down to the ground, as he leaned back on the sofa. When he woke up that morning he had almost forgotten that it was his birthday, due to the fact that he stopped celebrating it a long time ago. It wasn't the fact that he hated it, but he just found it pointless and a complete waste of time. I guess that was also one of the things he needed to work on; his negative mindset and attitude towards certain things.
"Can we carry on with the session, please?" he asked, quickly changing the subject.
"Of course" she smiled, before crossing her legs and turning her full attention to him. "So what seems to be the problem, Jay?".
He pushed his head back to look up at the ceiling for a brief second before speaking up. "I guess I need help with a lot of things. I wanna learn to control my anger and temper because sometimes I get angry at the wrong people and I end up feeling like shit" he explained, thinking back to Michelle. "I just... I just wanna show her that I'm a man and not a boy so she'll look at me different... I guess I'm really doing all this for her".
"This girl you're talking about, are you in a relationship with her?, and may I ask if there's anything in your past that reflects on why you feel so angry all the time? have you ever felt neglected by anybody? your parents or any of your previous friends?" she asked, causing him to think back to David, but he wasn't ready to get into that yet.
"Well, no we're not together, and uhm... does it really matter about what happened in my past? what does that have to do with why my temper?" he questioned, arching his brow at her.
"Jay, if you hope to see some changes in yourself by the end of the month, then I assure that you be completely honest with me and I will do my best to give you the very best advice and tell you how to move forward".
He stared at her for a brief moment, before shifting his gaze to look out the window. Opening up was something that he found difficult to do with anyone, even the people most closest to him, but I guess if he really wanted to change for the better, he was going to have to force himself to do so.
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Family War {Interracial Romance}
RomanceDavid and Jay Morris are a Father and son who have never seen eye to eye. Their destructive relationship becomes worse when they suddenly and unexpectedly fall for the same girl. "You can't have her" "Why not?" "You're an old man, and you're married...