Hurt - Completed (1st from 'Unbreakable')

I can cope

I stare into space and look at the clock ticking. Why does therapy class have to last soo long? A whole 10 minutes left and my hearts already pounding as Doctor Jo asks me personal questions on my mental health. Stuff like how are you feeling and are you noticing anything different these past few days? Oh how I hate questions. Most of them I just answer no anyways. I think of getting a ciger after this shitty class is over and swing on my chair. 'Kathleen stop now would you?' Doctor Jo looks at me closely. 'Are you feeling alright?Today you look like you wanna give a runner, not your usual co-operation I see'. She says smiling.  I frown. Shes stated the facts. That's exactly how I feel. That nutcracker, devil. She hands me a piece of paper. 'Write down your feelings here ok' I nod making it a 'need to do thing' other than 'let's skip this' as she looks more strict than usual. I scribble down a few words and she reads them. Lonely. Depressed. Stress. Work. Hurt.

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My Aunt welcomes me when I enter home. 'Let's visit your Mum today, I heard she's coming back. Ain't that great' she smiles for the first time in ages and we make ourselves out. 'Here's a sandwich' she says passing me a cheese one. We pop into her small car which smells of fish and make oursleves into the hospital. Anxiety hits me as soon as I lay a feet inside. I hate the smell and looks of the hospital, but most of all I hate blood. I think of ny fathers murder and today is the day I'm gonna kill him. Im gonna go and find him once and for all. They let my Mum out and we all smile happily. She gives me a teary smile and hugs me. Once were inside the house I tell them I'm gonna go for a while. I head out with my cigar in my pocket and an old gun. Time to make the Impossible, posssible. It's time for revenge.