You're My Therapy

You're My Therapy

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In the 21st century it's fair to say that distractions manipulate us into believing that they are the solutions to our problems. For you it may be music, books or even drugs. But for Scottie it's her piano. For her mother it's to obsess over everything, whilst neglecting her own life. And for her dad...He didn't distract himself. He ran. As the piano's effort to lie becomes weaker, the holes in Scottie's life become darker. Scarier. And what better way to face your fears than being flung into the deep end. Therapy. You'd think therapy would be somewhat therapeutic. Not when you're accompanied by a certain daredevil that goes by the name of Deema. As you can guess, he's the complete opposite of Scottie. But the more they put their differences aside, pain ignites a connection that even they can't deny.
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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