Damaged || Chris brown and Zendaya fanfiction
"You Can tell me, it's my job to help you,'' He Spoke moving closer to me. I could only stare. Why should I open up to him ? My own Family doesn't even know and that's been the plan. I don't need Sympathy from them or my friends. And especially not from a therapist. "I don't know what you're referring to,'' Shrugging...