Opening Up....

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Exotic

It has been a week since I have been out the hospital. My aunt is still here because she insists that I talk to a therapist for the sakes of my sanity. I really didn't want to but I was willing to do so because I felt like I wasn't myself anymore. So much shit was happening around me I couldn't stand close my eyes. That is how serious everything was. Que, Andie and Sharee had been my support system along the way. I was blessed to have them. Sheldon finally got back to me about the note that was left on my car the day of the trial. It appears that whoever was behind it wore leather gloves. They intended to make it difficult for police to come up with any leads. I had just completed my morning anger management class and it went okay. Now I was sitting in the waiting area of Dr. Sentell's office. I looked around and felt like the walls were gonna cave in. I hated being here because I already knew how it was gonna go. I looked at my Aunt and down at my phone. I was so ready for this to be over with. No sooner than that thought crossed my mind a lady came out and called my name.

"Exotic Chambers."

I sighed getting up as my Aunt gently squeezed my arm.

"Hello Miss Chambers.

"Hello."

I followed the lady in silence and prayed silently that this would not turn out bad. We entered a room that had a large desk with two chairs in front of it. Then there was a chaise lounge off to the side.

"Have a seat in one of these chairs and Dr. Sentell will be with you momentarily." She smiled warmly at me walking out the door closing it.

I ran my hands through my wavy hair as I bounced my right leg up and down. I was so nervous and anxious. This is why I didn't like having to talk to someone that I didn't know about my life. I know this is supposed to help me, but I really wish that it was a better way.

It seemed as seconds turned into minutes and minutes turned into hours before the doctor walked in. I took a moment to look at him. He was a white middle aged man that was dressed casually but very nice. He smiled warmly at me as he stepped in the room closing the door behind him.

"Hi Miss Chambers. I am Dr. Sentell." He said shaking my hand.

"Hi." Was my simple reply.

He took a seat behind his desk and placed his glasses on. He opened the folder that he had in his hand when he first came in. I assumed that it was information in that folder about me. I watched him closely as he scanned the contents within that folder.

"So Miss Chambers, tell me why you are here." He said looking directly at me as he folded his hands on top of his desk.

"I'm only here because it was recommended and because I really had no choice. If it were left up to me I wouldn't be here." I said not cracking a smile as I stared at him.

Apparently he wasn't expecting that because he seemed to be at a lost for words. I just smirked and started looking at the different paintings on the wall while he tried to figure out his next approach.

"What's bothering you Exotic? Why are you always angry?"

I turned my head and looked at him as I narrowed my eyes at him. I could see where this was about to go real fast.

"You wanna know what's bothering me? What's bothering me is all these dumb mothafucka's that keep coming at me trying to scare me or make me go away. What's bothering me is all the bullshit, lies, pain, and heartbreak that I have had to endure." I paused as I felt tears stream down my face.

"I'm angry because that's the only defense mechanism that I know. I use anger to hide the hurt and the pain of my past. I hate being reminded of my past, but it always rears its ugly head." I said while wiping the tears from my face.

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