My Biggest Fear

Chapter 7

Maria's P.O.V

It's been two weeks since I made a promise to my brother. I promised to express my feelings to him, although I'm not extremely comfortable and it can be hard at times. I'm not the type of person that likes when others gaze at me with sympathy. I know it's good to let out what you feel inside but somehow I rather handle my pain alone.

I'll just cry out my pain.

But here I was in Dr. Smith's office. After the talk I had with my brother I took a couple days to get my head together and I agreed to continue my sessions. I only agreed to this because he insisted and I didn't want him to feel hurt and that I'm a stubborn sister who only cares about herself.

It's not like I didn't try, because I did everything Dr. Smith told me to do. I used to talk to Akeem about my dreams before I got so distant and kept them to myself. She suggested that I write them down in my journal, think about happy thoughts, do things with my friends that made me happy, I even imagined better endings of my life but whatever I did they always conclude in the same way. Everything happens over and over again, sometimes even worse.

"Maria, how do you truly feel right now?" Dr.Smith asked me staring at me curiously.

"To be honest, I'm good actually". I lied even though, knowing my therapist she could read me inside out and she knew I was holding back on something.

"Maria you're hurting yourself and the people around you, we've been through this I want to help you but I can't do it on my own, you have to meet me half way with this, you have to be willing to heal yourself".

"It's not easy Dr. Smith, I can't do it anymore. I am I'm just a broken person right now. It feels like I don't have any feelings, my body is here but my mind is away I feel completely lost. Its like my mind is stewed and my flesh is burnt. For me there's no way I can be the same person before all of this happened. It would take a miracle right now. I want to heal myself but it takes time. I know it's been a while since I've been to therapy, I just thought it was too much to bare. Doc my life has been damaged and I just want to be a normal collage student with a good family and a paying job with people who respect me".

I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding. I felt a bit free now.

"Maria, I know you're hurt and these sessions are here to help and guide you. I am here whenever you need and it's good to have to back here, we will continue next Tuesday with an exercise because now I should be preparing for my next appointment". She said and I nod and got up.

"Thanks doc, see you next week". I smiled at her.

"Maria remember to pray and call me if anything and say hi to your brother for me".

"Yeah I will, bye". I waved at her before I left.

Maybe coming back wasn't so bad after all.

Right?

Unknown's P.O.V

Shit I'm going to be late!
It was 2 in the afternoon which makes me 30 mins later for my appointment with a therapist. I've decided to take therapy because honestly, I still haven't got over everything that happened to mom. She was my world. Yea, she wasn't perfect but she tried her best to be a good mother irrespective of everything she was going through on the inside.

I'll find that bastard some day and I'll make him pay for everything he did to her.
They said that before she died, she had a visitor. A guy. What if it was him??

I shook my head to clear my mind.

Well, let's see how this therapy session works out right?

How bad can it be?

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(This Chapter Is Dedicated To My Friend Kedisha!! @KedishaWilliams312)

Thanks For Waiting Guys!!
Love Youuu!

XX~Keisha❤