*the next day after school*
I go to my locker and shove everything in my backpack. I walk out the door and look for Aunt Jennah. She is picking me up today. I have to go to my therapist.
I see her car and walk over. I mumble a hi and get in. The drive isn't long and we are soon there.
I check in and sit in a chair and fill out some papers. Soon later they call me back.
I follow her onto a room and she shuts the door behind us. First it's just a bunch of questions like do I do drugs and that stuff.
I don't really mind it though because I don't have to talk about why I'm here yet.
"So Chloe why don't you tell me why you are here." She smiles and I wish I could slap it right off her face.
I don't want to be here. I don't want to explain what happened.
I don't wanna talk about how I feel. This won't make me feel better. I don't even know this lady. I would rather just sit alone in my room and cry.
"Chloe?" She says after I still haven't answered.
"Yes?" I say looking at her.
"Will you please talk to me?" She asks me. Again with the stupid smile. Ugh.
I look around her room and then at her.
"I'm not ready." I say.
"Ok we can start next time, our time is almost up anyway." She says.
"Ok" I get up and follow her out. I'm glad I don't have to talk about it today... but I'm coming again later this week. Then I will.
I scheduled my next appointment and then we leave.
"How was it?" Aunt Jennah asks when we are in the car.
"It was really hard. I couldn't talk about it. She said I could wait till next time. I just- It is really hard to talk about. I don't even like to think about it." I said.
I can't forget.
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One Way Ticket-Ethan Dolan
FanfictionWhat happens when everything you love is taken away from you. You are forced to live with someone you hardly know. You cry yourself to sleep each night. You remember the happier days. And you just wish you could just be happy again.
