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“Courage doesn’t happen when you have all the answers. It happens when you are ready to face the questions you have been avoiding your whole life.”

— Shannon L. Alder 

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Bella

A week after Incident
(Saturday)

We had been planning on a way to get Andrew's Dad vulnerable and possibly lend him a one way ticket to prison.

So far, our plans bore no results. We didn't know a single thing about the man, besides that he was a cold blooded murderer and my—almost— friend's dad.

I had to think of a plan that wouldn't put anyone in danger.

Which led to the decision of involving Andrew. Hopefully, he'd understand why we put him in such a troublesome predicament.

By the way they had interacted—it was visible that he did not get along with his father.

I heard bits and pieces of their conversation. I could have asked what happened to their bond but I was not one to pry into other people's personal matters.

When Dad was talking to me last week, it hit me; how on earth am I supposed to live a fresh start when I was still holding on to the pain, the hate, and all those negative thoughts that always made an appearance when I was at my lowest point in life?

I needed help— professional help. I needed someone to offload all that baggage to, someone who wouldn't judge me at any point. Of course, I had Dad, but he had his own problems to deal with.

Calling up Zoe, I did what I thought would be best for me.

"Hey, Zoe. Do you still have your therapist's number with you?" I asked, hoping she'd give me a negative answer and I'd continue to put everything on the back burner.

"Hey, Bee. Yeah I still have it, I could send it to you if you like?" She replied on the other end.

"Uhh, yeah sure. Thanks." I hung up and sighed, feeling the burden get heavier each passing second.

A minute later my phone dinged with an incoming text. Zoe had sent the number with a text on the side.

ZoZo😈❤ : +432******** There ya go. If you need someone to go with you I'll be there. Love you B❤💋

A small smile graced my lips and I knew at that point in time that I had support from my family and friends.

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I scheduled an appointment with Zoe's therapist. She was free at 17:00 hrs, until then I had seven hours left.

Seven hours to over think every possible outcome, seven hours to talk myself out of the appointment, seven hours to talk to Dad and let him convince me that I don't need therapy.