There'll Be Storms (Spanking Story)

Chapter 13

*Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while but this semester is really kicking my butt. I'll try to update more. And I'm sorry this will be a short one but it's important for the next chapters*

We were sitting at the table eating ham and beans when I got the bad news.
"Cody we need to talk about something." He glanced after Eryk before putting his fork in his bowl.
"What's that?" I asked as he pulled out a piece of paper.
"You're going to start therapy once summer school is over." He slid the paper closer to me.
I looked at Eryk but he gave me a half-hearted smile because he knew I wouldn't like it.
"What? Therapy? Why?"
"You've been going through a lot of emotions lately and I think this will help."
I almost laughed at how stupid this was. I can't go to therapy. I won't go. He can't make me...well maybe he can but he sure as hell cant make me participate. I hate talking about my feelings. And with complete strangers? This is ridiculous.
"I'm not going to therapy." I said in a slow, steady voice.
"You are Cody, you need help with things that are beyond my ability. A therapist will be good for you."
"No, no I'm not going. You can't make me go!"
"Lower your voice." He warned but I didn't care.
"No! I can't go to therapy and relive everything that happened to me!"
I stood up from the table and threw my fork down. I started to stomp out of the room but he caught the underneath of my arm before I could even make it to the kitchen.
"Cody Lee, you don't ever walk away from me. Do you hear me?" His eyes went black and I swear there was a vein popping out of his neck.
I looked at Eryk and he just shook his head because he knew I wanted to say something smart.
"I said, do you hear me?"
"Yes sir." I growled.
"Now get back in your chair. We're not done talking and you're not finished with dinner." He let me go and waited for me to return to my seat.
"Charlie, please don't make me go."
"Cody, therapy has helped Eryk through a lot of his emotions and the things that happened to you both...the horrible, horrible things can only  be resolved through some guidance. I'm sorry you're uncomfortable with this but you are going."
"So that's it then?" I looked at him and then at Eryk, who remained as mute as a mule the entire conversation. "I have no choice in this."
"No, you're not mature enough."
"I am mature!"
"End of discussion. Finish your dinner before you get in trouble." He stared me down as rubbed my hands over my eyes and tried to calm down.
Everything that Jeff has done to us, everything that I've witnessed...I can't imagine reliving it again. I hate showing emotions to people and I hate talking about my feelings. It's not like anyone has ever truly understood before anyway, they don't know the pain I feel. They have no respect for what happened to us.