The week went by extremely slowly and before I knew it I was sitting in a circle, next to people with weird obsessions. Ashton hadn't told me why he was at therapy, but he promised to tell me after 4 weeks of support group.
Today we were going to tell each other how our obsessions started.
Ashton and I walked in, already 5 minutes late. We sat down and introduced ourselves to the new comers.
"Okay I need to tell you all something, last week a member of this group died. Kit will be loved and missed dearly." Sill Mwith , our group leaver, says and kets out a long sigh.
A loud sob is let out of Monicas mouth and a tear rolled out of her eye. "She injected herself with whipped cream and biscuit crumbs." She sobbed.
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so I did neither. I never really spoke to Kit, but she was a nice girl. But she wasn't a jar of pickles.
Support group went by slowly as usual, and I didn't learn anything about how each others obsessions started. When it was over, Ashton and I mucked about for a few minutes until she came over to us. Kat wasn't wearing a pickle outfit this time, but she was dressed in a turtle all in one suit. She looked fucking stupid.
"Hey Luke," She said with a fake smile on her face. "Who's your little friend?"
She gestured to Ashton.
"I'm Ashton, Lukes best friend." He says nonchalantly.
"Best friend or boyfriend?" Kat smirks and my cheeks go a light pink colour. How did she know I liked him?
"Fuck off Kat," I reply.
"Someone's grumpy, take your tampon out Gherkin." she laughs.
"What did you just call me?" I gasp.
"Are you deaf, faggot, I called you a gherkin!" She raises her voice.
"Fuck off you cucumber! "I shout back.
"Oh wow I'm so hurt," Kat sarcastically gasps.
"Go fuck yourself with a machete, hoe." Ashton says, making Kat gasp.
"Oh fuck off Ashley!" She shouts.
"Its Ashton for God's sake." He mutters.
an- I apologise this was probably really boring af.
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