Fuck You Bitch

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As I was walking out of therapy, I talked to Mark about talking to my mom. When we got in the car we decided to call Jay and ask him for his opinion.

After a couple of rings Jay picks up. "What ?" He says with an annoyed tone. "Damn attitude" I reply back with sass. "You know why I have an attitude ?" He asks. "Why ?" I reply. "Because you stress me out." He yells through the phone. "Woah chill out Jay don't pull out the nine." I say to make him more annoyed. "What do you want ?" He asks still annoyed. "Ok so you know me and therapy have not always had the best relationship. And anger management has not made it better. But they have both opened my eyes and I have come to a realization." I say into the phone. "Are you tryna convince me to take you out of therapy and anger management ?" He asks very skeptical.

"That would be the best thing to ever happen, but no, I'm not tryna to do that." I reply back. "What I'm tryna do, is meet up with my mom and have an important talk with her." I say looking between Mark and the phone. There is no reply. "Did you hear me ?" I ask confused. "I heard you I just don't know what you want me to say." He says back. "I want you to tell me if it's a good idea." I say scared. "Oh I think it's the worst idea ever, but if that's what you want then go ahead." He says bluntly. "OMG I wanted you to convince me not scare me." I whine. "What did you think I was going to say ?" He asks.

"If I'm being honest, which I always try to be." I say with a smile. I see Mark give me a weird face, and I hear Jay chuckle through the phone. "I thought you were gonna shut the whole thing down." I say like I'm releasing a breath I've been holding in. "If you think it will help you, then go ahead. If therapy and anger management thinks it's a good idea, then definitely do it." We pull up into the drive way.
"All right well we're here already so I'll see you inside." I say unbuckling my seatbelt. "K bye" he replies. "Bye" I reply back.

When I get inside I sit at the table and text my mom.

When I get inside I sit at the table and text my mom

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Hopefully this is good. I'm really tying to change for me. I'm tired of doing things for other people. I have had too much hate in my heart for too long. I think this will be good.
The rest of the day I don't really do much. I just feel nervous. I don't want to let my guard down, but I also don't want to think the worst.

After awhile me, Mark, and Jay have dinner. We clean up and then I go shower. Once I'm done, I put on comfy clothes. Then I lay on my bed and chill on my phone. I look at the boys's stories and see that they're all hanging out. I really miss them. I don't want to feel sad so I put my phone on my bedside table and go to sleep.

I wake up the next morning and get out of bed. I walk to the kitchen and I see Mark sitting on the counter and Jay sitting at the table on his iPad. I grab a cup from the cabinet and walk towards the coffee pot. I pour coffee into my cup and they both stare at me. " Why are y'all looking at me ?" I ask putting the coffee pot back. "That's a lot of coffee." Mark replies. "Did you not sleep last night or what ?" Jay adds. "What do you think ?" I ask annoyed. "Ima go with yeah." Mark says. "Yup" Jay adds.

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