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reading old wattpad drafts is so funny bro- i have like over 15 and this one is so interesting i literally don't know why i never continued it
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T/W: self harm (mentioned)
Trent POV:
"You ready to go back home?" Dr. Adam's asks me, holding his cardboard notebook with yellowish printer pages inside. He jots down a few things before looking back up at me, his dark eyes brightening up with the blinding white lights. His brown hair falls floppy on his face. Ah shit I still haven't responded.
Woah, hes pretty for being twenty seven...
I nod, not wanting to think more deeply into what I just thought. "For fucking sure. Havent smoked," Lies. "-drank-" Lies. "- Or cut myself since I got here." Lies. I smirk, leaning back against the plastic and cloth chair. "Pretty proud of myself, I would say." I tell him smugly.
He smirks, nodding. "That's good to hear. It's never worth it, considering that's how you got here in the first place," he tells me with a shrug.
I grit my teeth but nod, relaxing my jaw so he doesn't suspect anything is wrong. "Oh for sure. That shit fucks you up. Never going back to all that emo shit. It's for the weak," I snicker, noticing an amused reaction from Dr. Adam. "Exactly.