Therapy (The orchid pt. 2)

6 months (Part 1.)

6 months.

6 months had gone by since the night I was pushed to my breaking point.

I didn't want a blame anyone for my breakdown, I mean it was going to come eventually but a lot of it had to do with others.

Quinn and I had gotten super close since that night, still only in a friend way but he understood why I pushed him away so much.

He convinced me to get proper counseling and now I have a therapist named Liz Trecher. She has frizzy curly red hair and she was in her early 30's so she was really easy to relate too. She had diagnosed me with severe depression so I was now in anti-depressants daily.

At the beginning it really sucked but now I can definitely feel changes I feel a lot less. A lot less sadness and less angry all of the time. I still have to go to counselling with Liz though which I thought was weird just until 'we were sure.'

I was sure I was better it was only her that had doubts. It didn't matter anyway.

I had quit as a full time artist, Mary my old manager understood and told me to give her a call if I wanted any work.

I wasn't unemployed though, I worked at Walmart. I worked a 8-3 shift every Monday through to Friday. I liked it here everyone was so nice, and Quinn said it was a good thing. A good thing that I had routine in my life.

Every Tuesday he would take me out to play soccer, he was obviously better than me but I still liked playing against him I think. Not that I felt much.

As for Noah. I still hadn't gotten him back he'd been gone for 6 months. Only 2 more months till his birthday then he'll be 18. He'll be allowed to come home soon. Quinn told me that was the best option and Noah said it was the best option too. So I agree with them.

As for Brennen and his scary friends, I hadn't heard from them. I think with my brother being taken away and both my parents being dead as well as the depression, he thought it'd be nice to give me a break. I know he's been keeping tabs on me though. I don't know how but I do get the occasional message about my life.

As for Colby well I hadn't seen him since the night he kissed another girl and since the night I really broke down. But I understand he was allowed to kiss another girl. We weren't together, and I can't be mad if we weren't together. Nothing was his fault and I don't hate him or feel the emotions I felt for him before.

I don't follow him or any of his friends on social media anymore. Liz said it would be bad for me. This way I don't know what's going on in their life. It's better this way.

So here I was in my blue Walmart shirt at 2:55 on a Tuesday afternoon just waiting for my shift to be over, then I'd go home get changed and go down to Quinn's apartment.

I was in the back room clocking out when my phone buzzed, I pulled it out to check.

Quinn:

You ready to get your ass whooped in football? ⚽️😂

I quickly typed a reply

Of course!

I clocked out and grabbed my bag pulling out my keys and getting ready to leave.

"Bye Brie." Said Shaun, a guy maybe a little bit older than me who I worked with.

I didn't know him too well but he was one of the only people that spoke to me consistently.

"Bye." I smiled at him and left the building heading towards the parking lot.

I put my keys in the ignition and drove home. I didn't listen to music through my aux anymore it just felt unnecessary and like a distraction.

Once I got to my apartment I went in and got changed. I changed into a Nike top and some exercise shorts. I slipped on my gym shoes and headed downstairs to Quinn's.

I was about to knock but Quinn's front door swung open before I got the chance.

"Shit!" Quinn exclaimed seeing me standing in front of him. I obviously gave him a fright. "You gave me a fucking fright!"

I was right.

I raised my eyebrows in amusement and gave him a small smirk.

"I was just coming up to get you but you beat me to it." Quinn explained as he chucked me the soccer ball while he locked his front door behind him.

I forgot to lock mine, I'm sure it'll be fine there's nothing valuable in there.

"Ready for me to beat you?" Quinn asked wrapping his arm around my shoulders as we headed out of the apartment and into the parking garage.

He probably was going to beat me, but I was getting better so we'll see how we go.

Colby's POV:

6 months.

It'd been 6 months since that train wreck of a night.
The chick I kissed to make Brie jealous, yeah well she's my girlfriend now.

She's Brazilian and short, tiny even only about 4'10-4'11". Her English isn't great and she has a thick accent. I've been with her for 6 months but I don't know if I love her or even like her.

I didn't even really ask her to be my girlfriend she just sort of made me hers.

All I knew is that I missed Brie and the feelings I felt with her.

A/N:

Uhhh sorry you guys like waited a while for this I've just been idk busy?