Room To Breath

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Oli's pov

The room is full of stale air. Feet nervously tap the floor and everyone seems nervous or like they dont want to be here. Theres a few people that look unbothered, one of them is the green haired boy.

I only start paying attention when its Andy's turn. He's been looking at his shoes the whole time. "Andy, it's your second day so we would appreciate if you share why you are here along with who you are." Andy bites his lip and tries to secretly look at me but I'm already looking at him.

He quickly looks away. "I'm Andy, in here because... um.. I tried to kill myself but my boyfriend took me to the hospital.." he says in a hushed ashamed voice that wavers a little.

"Why did you do that fucker," I say with venom and everyone looks at me surprised. Andy looks at me and wipes a few tears away.

"B-because of what I did to you," he whispers and everyone looks back and forth. I go quiet and look down. Now everyone thinks I'm weak.

"Oli, how does this make you feel? Andy seems to be sorry about whatever he did," the therapist says and I glare at her.

"I dont care if he's fucking sorry," I say and glare at Andy. He raped me. While I was drugged out of my mind he fucking raped me. He seemed a bit drunk or something but not out of it.

"Andy, why do you think he should forgive you?"

Andy looks at me and then the therapist. "I dont think he should.. what I did will never be justified," he says and I feel anxiety craw up my spine. I dont like being mad at him when he's beating himself up over it..

"What did you do to him?" She asks and Andy shakes his head no.

"That's too personal, move to the next person I'm done talking," Andy says and goes back to looking at his feet. He tried to kill himself because he feels guilty about raping me.. He also doesn't expect me to forgive him.

Some people share stuff and then it's my turn. "Introduce yourself and then share what you want," she tells me.

"I'm oli.. um.. and I'm here because someone wants me to get clean from drugs," I say simply. I'll rather them think that then think I'm suicidal or something dealing with emotions. I dont plan on hoping up to a bunch of people. I'll see about opening up in personal therapy.

"What do you think of Andy?" the lady asks.

"I want to bash his fuckin face in," I say looking at Andy who looks understanding.

"Why haven't you?"

This question takes me off guard a little. "Because.. he's seems to have already beat himself up," I mumble.

"And how does that make you feel?"

"I answered enough, go to the next person," I say and she nods understanding I dont want to talk about this. She moves on to the next person and I block everything out.

Ten minutes later it's over and when I walk out of the room Matty walks up and starts walking with me. "In thirty minutes I'll take you to your personal therapy session," he says and I nod. I no longer hate him. His girlfriend died and Josh wanted to talk about it. There wasn't any flirting or anything.

"Okay, I'll be in my room," I tell him and he smiles a little and nods before walking a bit faster and catching up with someone else.

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I walk into the office type room and Matty waves to the therapist and then leaves shutting the door behind him. "Come take a seat," the guy therapist says and I do as he says. The couch is really comfortable and he's sitting in a chair across from me with a clipboard.