Therapy [boyxboy]

Three

That's Steven up above :)

It took every ounce of motivation to get out of bed and go to therapy today. I wasn't looking forward to this but I promised my mom I would do this for her, and maybe for myself. Maybe this is just what I needed to get better, to feel better.

I took a deep breath before reaching for the door handle of the building. It took everything in me to not turn around and run as far away from this place as I possibly could. With that thought in mind I mustered up the courage to walk into the building.

I looked around the room and saw all the same people from last Monday. Everyone was already sitting in there seats, so I made my way over to the seat I claimed last week. The mysterious man from last week was there, sitting in the seat next to me with a smirk on his face.

"Hello Steven."

I raised an eyebrow at him. He just looked at me, smirk still plastered on his face. I took this moment to actually look him over. He was wearing black jeans, a white tee and a trench coat. I could see the veins running through his hands, that were placed on his knees.

"Hi." I replied eventually. Gatz smiled in response, why was he so happy?

"Just couldn't stay away, huh?"

I gave him a confused look but before I could reply sam asked for everyones attention. I slowly tore my gaze from gatz' smiling face and looked towards Sam.

"Today I would like everyone to tell me something good that's happened recently." I stared at him trying to wrap my mind around something I could say when it would be my turn. Something good? This shouldn't be as hard as its is. surely something good has happened in my life recently.

"Um, I guess-" It was Gatz turn, "Well my dad wasn't home when I left today, so that's pretty damn good."

I frowned. This guy must really hate his dad. I didn't have much time to think about it though, because it was now my turn and everyone was looking at me expectantly. I try to wrap my brain around anything good.

"I got out of bed today." Thats good right?

Sam smiled at me and nodded before moving on. Most of the responses were similar to mine. People being proud of accomplishing minuscule tasks. And in no time the meetings over. Some people stuck around to talk, whilst others left. I decided on the latter. I grabbed my coat from the back of my chair and putt one. I started to make my way towards the exit when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to be face to face with Gatz.

"Whoah there buddy, slow down." He laughed. "In a hurry again?"

I raised an eyebrow. What was with this guy, why did he want to talk to me so bad. it wasn't like I knew the guy. But then again, I did decide I would try tomato some friends. So with that in mind a put a small smile on my face.

"um no?"

Gatz raised his brow and I realized that came out as more of a question than anything. I don't know why I was so nervous.

"I mean," I cleared my throat, causing Gatz to smirk even harder, "no."

"Well," he paused taking a step closer, "how about we go get some food?"

I swallowed, was this guy asking me out? Or was I reading too much into this? Surely he wasn't gay, I was definitely reading too much into this. Not that I'd mind though, he was super attractive. He's way out of my league though, and I doubt he even swings that way.

"together?"

"No, with other people."

"Oh."