bruised || h.g

Ch.4 "Collateral Damage"

It's been 3 Days. Three long days since I've last seen that wonderful boy from the lake. He's been on my mind ever since I last saw him on the boat with his family. I know I shouldn't be focusing on boys, I mean I'm collateral damage. I have to many problems for a boy to have interest in me. Also I'm not pretty enough, Nor skinny enough.

Hayes wouldn't be able to like me after I tell him all I've been through. He couldn't handle it. My night terrors, My flinching everytime someone steps too close or touches me. I'm just to much to handle.

He's something though. Something about him interested me, something amazing. I found everything about him perfect. His skin tone, perfect shade of tan. His eyes were like pools that I could get lost in, I didn't mind getting lost in them though. The way he smiled when he blushed was just to cute.

It was weird though. He saw my cuts and knew exactly what they were, like he didn't have to think, he already knew. Something even weirder, he cared. He met me in 2 hours and cared about me. Why though? It just didn't add up. Didn't make sense.

I'm in way over my head though, I met this kid at the lake, I most likely won't ever see him again till the summer, which is 6 months, who knows though. He could move between know and then, I could move, I could be shipped back to somewhere new.

He wouldn't want anything to do with me though after he got to know me. I'm a small town girl, with more issues than Teen Vogue. I'm only fourteen, you'd think my problems would be I don't know what to wear or I don't think he likes me! When really it's im scared to leave the house.

*1 Pm*

"TESS! Get down here! You have therapy in 10 Minutes!" My mom shouted.

"Do I have to go?" I groaned while walking down the stairs.

"Yes, we already went over this. Get in the car" She ordered.

"Fine" I sighed in defeat.

This is what's best for me, I know that. I just don't want to talk about it, at all.

When we arrived at Therapist office I felt anxious.

The room was painted a rainforest green, There were two lamps one in each opposite corner.

Tan couches with paintings of trees on the walls.

"Tessa Wright" A lady smiled.

She had medium length brown hair, with bright green hair and perfect glowing skin.

"I'll see you soon" My mom whispered placing her hand gently on my wrist.

I nodded and followed the therapist.

I'm not gonna lie, After I walked into that room I got in an extremely bitchy mood.

"Hi Tessa, I'm Robin." She introduced herself.

"I prefer to be called Tess" I said.

"Okay Tess, how are you feeling today?" She asked calmly.

"Why?" I snapped.

"Well your here to talk about your issues, the best way to work though them is starting with how you feel" Robin explained.

"I'm okay" I answered easily.

"You seem angry. Why is that?" She asked.

"Why am I angry?" I paused.

"I'm angry because I came to live with my mom to run away from my problems, not face them. This hour session is pointless. You don't care about my problems and I don't want to talk about them" I said frustrated.