Chapter 31

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It's been three whole years of me thinking about you every day
Sometimes for hours, sometimes in passing
Saw you from the bottom of the staircase
Stood out for hours as you complained
About how you haven't seen your friends yet
That you're too drunk to stand and
You not knowing if you can love him forever

Bullshit you fucking miss me
There I said it I guess I'll talk to you in a few months
Sitting drunk on the sidewalk
I guess I'll get up
I guess I'll go for a walk
Press my shoes against the pavement
I swear this has got to be the hundredth
Time I've thought of you tonight

You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake

I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Where I let you walk away

Used to call you crook, called you a bandit
There ain't no other god damn reason why
my heart, it would go missing
For so many months so I was wishing that you
That you would stop pretending
Remember all those countless nights
When I told you I loved you
And to never forget it
Oh just forget it

You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake

I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Where I let you walk away

You weren't the only one
who thought of us that way
I spend most nights awake
Wide awake

I never thought that I
Oh I would see the day
Where I'd just let you go
Let you walk away
Go ahead and walk away

~Leah

"You're going to have to open up to me sometime, Leah. Or else you're going to be in here for a very long time. And neither of us want that."

I rolled my eyes and directed my gaze towards the elderly shrink that sat opposite me. I disdainfully eyed her skirt that resembled the picnic blanket that my mother always used when she dragged us to the park for "quality family time" and groaned loudly.

"Listen Danny-"

"Donna. My name is Donna. You should know that, you've been under my care for two weeks." She interrupted. I waved my hand dismissively.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Anyway, can you just sign that little docket saying that I've come to this session and we'll leave it at that. Sound good?" I flashed her a beaming but clearly false smile that wasn't returned.

"No." I paused momentarily, waiting for her to continue. She didn't. I sat back into my seat.

"It was worth a shot." I mumbled. She deliberately ignored me and glanced down at the file in her lap before adjusting her glasses on her nose.

"It says here you haven't gained weight since your roommate, Demetria, left." I tensed at the sound of her name. Her beautiful name. Her who left me two weeks ago and hasn't contacted me since. Her.

I shrugged nonchalantly and smirked at the reserved lady in front of me. "I've been eating. Maybe it's your meals that are the problem."

Or maybe the hundreds of sit ups and push ups you do after the lights are out every night are the problem.
I dismissed the thought from my mind with a shake of my head. Donna narrowed her eyes at me, a regular occurrence.

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