We belong together [Rewriting]

01. [Rewritten]

~Evernly

The quest of love is a difficult and cruel one and the sting of betrayal by that love leaves a bitter and metallic taste in your mouth that never really goes away.

Even months later I could still taste it. That metallic, gross taste. It lingered never really going away no matter what I did, some days more stronger than others. No matter how many times I washed it.

I've been betrayed so many times in my life. From birth, my existence has been stained by betrayal. From day one I've always been betrayed by the ones that are supposed to love me. The cycle of love and betrayal has always been part of my life.

"Evernly, Ms Leahy asked you a question." Wren snapped me out of my train of thoughts.

I smacked my lips together annoyed. What am I doing? Why did I even agree to this? Therapy, what a joke. It's not like it's gonna fix what's wrong between Wren and I? We are screwed up, our relationship is. That won't change. I won't heal. So why did I agree to therapy?

"I heard her but I don't understand what one thing has to do with the other, what does dad have to do with you and me? You brought me here so we can talk about our issues but since we've been coming here that doesn't seem to be happening. We only get worse. She asks the wrong questions. She never talks about you and me but everyone else."

I was breathing hard, panting. Wren sat beside me, shocked. In all the months she'd known me, I've never lashed out. I've been mean, rude and downright disrespectful but I've never lashed out or raised my voice.

But she is the parent. She could've stopped me at any time she wished. She shouldn't let me walk all over her. What's wrong with her, why does she let me do that? I'm the child, she's the parent. No matter how much she messed up she shouldn't let me walk all over her like that. No matter how sorry she is, she shouldn't let me do whatever the hell I want.

I'm unreasonable, unbearable even. I'm a total nightmare. She should put her foot down and not bend over backwards to my every whim because I won't stop until she makes me.

"I understand your concern but you won't answer any questions I ask truthfully." Ms Leahy said softly. It felt like a punch in the gut, I basically called her incompetent and yet she was nice and calm.

But she must be used to it, being yelled at, called names. She's a therapist and one that came highly recommended at that. She must hear all on a regular basis.

I bit my lip and leaned all the way back on the sofa then crossed my arm over my chest. Why was I here again? I can't remember what the reason was.

"I can see you're in a rush to get out of here." Ms Leahy pointed out.

Wren's eyes shifted to my bouncing leg.

"Ding ding ding. Finally you're doing your work." Why was I being such an asshole? "Can I go now?"