(Y/n)'s POV
It has been three years since I started to work with trouble teen Frank Morrison. Ever since his foster dad Clive Andrews took him in, that young male has been seeing me. I was becoming a psychologist earlier than thought because of my parents. After being a trouble teen myself a couple of years earlier, they send me a way to school where I was studying all year around. It was the only way they could help be get back on track while I still made stupid decisions. They were so disappointed when they heard that I was pregnant in my late teens but they changed their mind when they first met my daughter, Hope. She is my everything and while I was working she was taken care by my parents or some nanny. She was like an angel and everything I did was for her.
Now three years later the nineteen-year-old man was still seeing me three times a week. I was twenty-two and my daughter was only six. I was working, studying and taking care of my daughter at the same time but thank god I had my parents to back me up if I ever needed something. After I started to work in the Ormond High School beside the leading school psychologist, my life started to have a routine that I would get used to. I was learning everything I needed to get my license and got paid little while doing it.
I got to know Frank little by little when he slowly started to open up to me. I convinced him after telling him little about my past. The younger male started to talk more and more about his issues and I always listened to him. I was happy to help him as best as I could. And the other problem was that he wouldn't talk to anyone else but me and his friend, Joey, Julie and Susie. They always hang out together when I walked through the schools hallways and I was happy that he had some friends. But the problem was that they got in trouble together and then we would have to talk about it again.
Julie and Susie were best friends together and I didn't know much about them but Joey was sometimes babysitting Hope if he had time. Hope liked to play with him and he had enough energy to play with her but he really needed the money so he came twice a week, so I could meet my friends and have a ladies night. He could take anything he wanted from the fridge and after putting Hope to sleep, he could watch movies or be on internet if he wanted to.
I was sitting on my seat listening to Frank tell everything he wanted to tell me, writing things down once in a while. "And is there any good things happening in your life right now?" I ask him and turn to look at him with a little smile. He seemed to think for a moment, his dark eyes flickering between me and his hands. "Well I get to meet you three times a week and I have good friends." I smile at him, making a little smile form on his face. "Well that's good to hear. At this rate we can drop one of our meetings so you could only meet me twice a week so you would have more time with your friends." I say to him, offering him a gentle look.
He seems to be little bothered about my words as he shifts his eyes back to his hands. "Is something wrong Frank?" I ask, getting serious again. He takes a deep breath in and nods. "I think I should see you even more than now." He says and turns to look at me. I tilt my head to look in his eyes. Why would he want to have more meetings with me when usually everyone wanted to see me less in these things.
"Why do you think that?" I ask from him, little eager to wait for his answer. He looks around the room. "Well I think I need them because I still do stupid things in and outside of the school and at home. Clive and I don't have good relationship and I think I need more of your time than before." He says and turns to look at me again. I nod at his words and take my calendar book from the desk next to me. I flip through the pages and look at the free times I still had. "Now we are meeting ever Monday, Wednesday and Friday but I could but you in a free spot every Thursday at 1:00 p.m. if that is okay with you?" I move my eyes to look at him again and he quickly nods.
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RomanceAfter being a trouble teen yourself, you got your life in track with the help of your parents. The only memory reminding you from your teenage years was your daughter. After meeting Frank Morrison, a trouble teen you were helping, our past comes to...