*book 1* The Nightmare They Call Life

Chapter 20

"So Skylar how have you been?" Rachel said; my therapist.

"I'm ok." I said. I was a little nervous about coming here without Ryan but he had to work.

"Are you sure? You seem nervous."

"Yeah."

"Ok, well, why didn't you come to my office yesterday?"

"I had a girls day and we went clubbing and I got drunk and I didn't want to come with my massive headache."

"Oh ok, well, you should've called."

"I'm sorry."

"It's ok, but now you for next time."

"Ok."

"So is there anything you want to talk about?" She asked.

"Um y-yes actually."

"Ok, well you can tell me anything."

"Well, yesterday I went back to the club to get my car because I didn't drive home I had my boyfriend come pick me up and anyway I was dragged into an ally and there was a guy who was trying to rape me and if I said anything he told me he would kill me and he saw my scars and basically told me that he wanted to taste my blood so he took his knife and cut my thigh and sucked my blood."

"Oh my god. What else happened?"

"My bestfriend, Maia came with a baseball bat and hit him and that's the last thing I remembered before I blacked out."

"Oh my god. Did you cut?"

"No. I was blacked out for most of it and when I did wake up I just cried and Ryan and Maia were there for me so I didn't think about it and I told you I would try to stop even though it might be hard." I said.

"Ok, well, that's good that you aren't cutting anymore."

"I didn't say that. I just said that I didn't think about it when something bad happened. Everyone is making me talk about my feelings and I'm not used to it."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Is there anything else you want to tell me? Where's your boyfriend?"

"He had to work and I'm getting a job too."

"Great! Maybe that will help you with not thinking about suicidle thoughts."

"Maybe." I said.

"Ok, well, you can go now, if that's all."

"Ok."

I left that place in a hurry. I really don't like her. She turns everything I say into a double meaning. She just seems like someone I couldn't trust.

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Rachel's POV:

Wow that girl has some serious problems. I thought as she left. I finished up my notes and then there was a knock at my door.

"Mom?" I heard my daughter ask.

"Yes I'm in here."

"Great." She said as she came in and sat down.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Just wondering, when you will be home?"

"I don't know yet. It depends on how long my sessions are."

"Ok."

"Why?"

"I'm just hungry."

"Ok, well, go get something from Taco Bell and get me something too."

"Ok. Now?" She asked. I swear sometimes my daughter is so clueless.

"Yes."

"Ok. What do you want?" She asked.

"Whatever you are getting."

"Ok. Can I have some money to pay for it."

"Yep." I said as I handed her the money from my purse.

"Thanks mom."

"You're welcome Crystal."

After a while she came back and we ate our tacos together. They were really good. I love having these mother, daughter moments. I miss our family moments we used to have. I feel bad though. Crystal has gone through a lot in the past year. Her father walked out on her life and she's just been through hell lately, but not as bad as Skylar. She's been through worse but I think I should bring up Skylar to Crystal and see if they could be friends.

"Hey Crystal. I think you should meet one of my patience."

"Who are they?"

"It's a girl and her name is Skylar."

"What's her last name?" She asked sounding curious.

"Cross."

"Um no I'm not meeting that loser."

"You've never met her so why did you call her a loser."

"She's the girl that was a lesbian in 7th grade."

"Oh. Is that why you don't like her?"

"Yes. I don't like lesbians. They just don't have a purpose."

"That isn't nice Crystal. You don't know what she was going through at that time to make her change her sexuality and plus she's not anymore. She has a boyfriend."

"I know, but still. She could change again and I don't want to be friends with a lesbian/bi girl."

"That's mean."

"It's true." She said as she left. Wow sometimes my daughter can be such a bitch. I thought to myself. There is nothing wrong with gays. Just because they are different doesn't mean that they are the devil or something.

I went home and my daughter was there with her boyfriend watching a movie. I went and made myself a ham sandwich and went to bed.

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Skylar's POV:

After my therapy appointment I went to shower and made some dinner. I made two turkey sandwiches. As I was making the sandwiches Ryan came home.

"Hey babe. I'm home."

"Great. Sit at the table. I made you a turkey sandwich."

"Ooh great." He said as he sat at the table.

After about 5 minutes of just eating and talking Ryan got into the shower and once he got out he got dressed and laid down. Once he laid down I started to massage his feet.

"Mm babe that feels great." He said

"Well, I try."

"Yeah I can tell." He said.

"I thought you would want a foot massage so that your feet will be feeling great for tomorrow."

"Yeah. This feels great."

"Great." I said.

After I was finished I went up and kissed his nose and laid my head down on his chest. He kissed my head and let me fall asleep. I love him and how warm he is all the time. I love his long blond curly hair an how he almost never wears his glasses. Yes he has glasses but he never wears them. He wears contacts. Like me. His hands are really big compared to mine and his hands fits perfectly into my hands. It's like we are made for each other.