Almost Got Away With It (COMPLETED)

51. Progress

Kianna
6 Days Later..

"Do you feel happy where you are in life now?" the therapist asked me.

I nodded. "I'm happier than I was in February." I said.

My happiness right now was like the day Tammi was proven guilty, and given 30 years to life. The same day I watched those cops take her away from me.

"It's the end of June now. Would you mind explaining your happiness?" he asked.

I guess to prove I'm still not crazy.

"Um..well do you remember the ending of Friday After Next?" I asked. "When Craig, Day Day, Pops-" I stopped realizing he looked lost.

He cleared his throat pushing his glasses on his nose. "No."

Boring old ass

"Well that my happiness right there. People was stealing my happiness, and I took it back with a lil help." I said nodding.

"Now I have nothing to worry about" I smiled.

He wrote some things down. "Have you been taking the prescriptions?"

"...sometimes." I said.

I forget at times because I have a distraction, and his name is Trent.

"In order for you to get any better, you will have to take them twice a day, Ms.Johnson."

"I understand."

"When was the last time you took them?"

I don't fucking know

"I guess about a week ago." I said unsure.

He sighed sitting straight in his chair, uncrossing his legs. "Please take them. I don't want you to start hallucinating again, and it end up being worse." he said flipping a few pages. "You're making progress..but slowly."

"Slow and steady won the race." I said.

"Not this race." he said looking like he was tired of me.

"I'm forgetful when it comes to responsibilities. I'm tryna get use to being an adult." I said.

"There's times when you forget the littlest, but most important things. Have a good day, Ms.Johnson."

I nodded grabbing my phone and keys. "See you Thursday."

I left the building deciding to get something to eat. I was also looking for a job, but my therapist wanted me to focus on one thing at a time to keep me from over stressing myself.

I still haven't told anyone I'm going to therapy. I guess I will today since I was told I made some progress. Slowly.

I pulled up to Walmart. The parking lot was always full, but on the inside it be half empty.

What kinda shit is that?

I forcefully smiled at the lady at the entrance that was staring in my face as I came closer.

Boo

I grabbed a cart beginning my journey around a bunch of people I didn't know.

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"I'm tryna give him all this love, and slow dance while I'm on his pole. So good he might just tip me." I sung Tink lowly putting my bags in my backseat.