overdose

chapter 2

chloe's pov

"welcome everyone, thank you so much for coming to our first session." mrs grey started, "i know that therapy can be hard for some people as it's not easy to open up, but we are in a completely safe space here and everything that is said here, stays here. and that's a promise." she looked around and smiled as she spoke.
"i can promise you that after we're done, you will feel better, everything gets better."

mrs grey kept talking but i drowned her out. i was too focused on my own thoughts and emotions. i don't want to be here. i don't want to tell a group of strangers all my issues. i don't want to be judged.

"miss jackson, are you alright?" i hear mrs grey ask me sweetly. i look up quickly only to see the whole room staring at me, startled, i instantly turn my head to mrs grey and ask "yes, why?".

"well dear, you were crying, anything you want to say, don't feel as if you have to." confused, i reach up to my face feeling my damp cheeks.

"oh, i'm sorry i didn't realise i wasn't crying." i took in a deep breath and carried on. " i'm really just not prepared for this and i'm scared of being judged by everyone, i guess it just got to my head."
i reply, playing with my fingers in my lap.

"would it be ok for me to just take a breather outside for a bit?" i ask quietly.
"of course." she responds.

i walk out of the office room and out of the building, i decide instead of waiting around i'd take a walk.
after a bit of wandering i found a little coffee shop and headed inside. it was cute, really comforting and had pastel colours everywhere.
i took a seat on one of the stools near the window and reached into my pocket for my phone, only to realise it wasn't there and i left it in my purse, that was in the office.

having nothing else to do, i ordered something to eat, even though i didn't have me phone with me, i always had change in my jeans.

after getting my food i sat back down on the stool and enjoyed my small snack.
once done with that i thought it would be best to head back as i wanted to spend a maximum of ten minutes out of the session, i know i probably should've left for about three minutes but i really just didn't like it there.

wanting to know the time i looked around the shop only to find there's no clock in there. kinda dumb but ok. i still wanted to know the time though but absolutely hated talking to strangers, i looked around the shop to see if anyone there seemed friendly or approachable but there were only few options for me: an old couple, a boy who just looked like a douche and a girl with blue hair, a neon green t-shirt and black basketball shorts.

i decided to go with the last option and was started working on what i would say to her, i didn't want to slip up or stutter because that's happened too many times with me and it's embarrassing every time.

feeling as if i have enough courage for this very simple task, i get up and walk over to the girl.
"'scuse me." i ask as politely as i can.

she looks up to meet my eyes and holy fuck she's gorgeous.
baby blue eyes, perfect lips and a button nose. i would love to analyse her face more (in the least creepy way possible) but i don't want to stare anymore then i already have.

"what's up?" she asks, care free. even her voice is hot oh my god.
"u-uh well," here comes the stuttering. "i was just w-wondering i-if you could maybe t-tell me the t-time. y-you see i left my bag b-back at therapy- oh god i'm oversharing i'm sorry."

i'm cut off by a small laugh making me stop rambling. she smiles at me showing those perfect white teeth and saying "it's all good b, it's six past eleven, anything else you need?"

i smile "um, no that's it's thanks."
she puts her phone away in one of her pockets then looks back up at me.
"i actually gotta go somewhere right now, which way you headed?" she asks in her entirety too hot voice.

trying so desperately not to melt in front of her i eventually piece together a sentence "oh i'm going up there." i point down the road.
she gets up and smiles once again. "me too, let's walk together, i'm billie by the way, you?"

"oh um i'm chloe and, sure?" i answer skeptically "you're not gonna try and kidnap me are you?" i ask half joking.

she laughs lightly "of course not mama, but i wouldn't mind taking you back to mine sometime." a faint blush grows on my cheeks as i look down.

"let's go."

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walking down the street together i try and start a conversation "so where are you headed? if you don't mind telling me of course, i'm not trying to pry into your personal life or anything, it's not like you-"

she stops my rambling with another perfect laugh. "b you need to chill out ok? i don't bite, unless you want me to." she whispered the last part but i was close enough to hear, making my eyes shoot wide open.

"billie!" i exclaimed loudly, looking at her with a face of shock. she laughed again, making me shake my head.
"i'm just jokinggg, and i'm heading to this group therapy thing. i hate it but some help could be nice."

"oh me too, it's with this lady named mrs grey, i was there at the start but i just got really scared as i hate opening up to people, especially a whole bunch of strangers like isn't that weird?"

billie looks over to me and just nods "i've always hated the concept of group therapy but i thought why not try it out. i don't know who it's with but it was some old ass lady that's all i know."

we reach the top of the road and i look at her "so which way are you going now?" she points right, so i walk with her.
"i'm pretty sure we're going to the same thing billie." i giggle.

"had a hunch about it." she laughs

a/n

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