LISA'S POV
I went straight to my room, sat on my bed, and started sketching in my book after school was out. I needed to get everything out of my system somehow and art was the best thing for me to do right now
I had no clue what I was drawing, but I didn't care. I didn't have any intention of looking at any of it anyway, so once I was done sketching or painting a picture I would immediately tear it out of my book, crumble it up and throw it on the ground. I continued doing this numerous times
I ended up losing track of time, spending hours doing the same pattern repeats, not getting tired, that is until my mom called my name, to come and eat, which shook me out of my trance
I sighed and closed my book, got up off my bed, and walked out of my room, stepping on the wads of papers in the process
"About time you came out," My mom said smiling and looking at me, who was standing at the table, as she and dad were eating dinner. "I've been calling your name for 5 minutes"
I sighed and sat down. "You never once thought to come to my room and check on me?" I asked as I made my plate, even though I wasn't in the mood to eat
My mom's smile fell. "I didn't think about it," she said. I mentally rolled my eyes
She never thinks about things...it kind of reminds me of Jennie
"So, will Jennie be joining us tonight?" My dad asked. I looked up and glanced at both of them
She's the last person I want to see
"No, not tonight. She said she was busy with schoolwork and helping with things at home" I lied
They stared at me, studying me, then continued eating. "That's new," My mom said as she was shoveling food into her mouth
My dad nodded his head in agreement then looked up at me again and cleared his throat
"Oh yeah, that reminds me. I got a call from your therapist, right after you rudely left in the middle of your session" he glared at me. "Anyways she said that she's been seeing improvements in you and that whatever you want you can stop going to therapy. Isn't that good news?" He asked looking at me and mom smiling
I sat there playing with my food and then looked at them. "Now it'll be less of a pain waking up early in the morning on Saturday" they both just laughed and continued eating
"Well I'm done eating" I sighed getting up from my seat
"But you didn't even touch your food," my mom said with furrowed brows
"I wasn't that hungry" I answered looking at them and turning to head back to my room
"Okay, well good night then!" My mom shouted to me as I walked down the hall and turned to my right into my room, shutting the door behind me
I made my way to my bed and sat on it and started thinking about what my dad said
No more therapy, because I'm getting better...but I don't feel better
"Hey, Weirdo! Hold up!" A voice hollered at me from down the hall. I stopped in front of my locker and turned to see who it was
Steven
I watched him shoving his way through students knocking some to the ground, which he laughed at until he made his way to me
"Hey little shit," he said putting his arm over my shoulder smiling as he ruffled my hair. I shoved him off of me, looking at him
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Emotionless
Fanfiction(story adaptation) I was only 7 when I met her, but we had an instant connection. We were inseparable. She was always happy around me, but on the other hand, it was a completely different story. I suffered a disorder that caused me to have no emotio...
