46 ° You Fucked

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|KRIS POV|

I sent what I sent to Courtney the other day for a reason. She keep doing shit I'm gonna end her and that it. But right now I am trying to be positive because I am at a therapist meeting with this new lady that Laura recommend to me so here we go.

"Mrs, Cortez Mrs Lopez will see you know!" Her assistant said

"Okay, thanks!" I got up and walked in

"Have a seat Mrs, Cortez! I am Mrs Lopez but Jennifer is fine!"

"Jennifer Lopez how strange is that" I said

"I get it all the time" she smiled

"But Kris is fine, Mrs Cortez is my mother!" I laughed okay

" So why are we here?" She asked

"Well basically I was with Laura and she listens to me, we use to have like man four hour sessions I even was able to call her in the middle of the night and she talked me down off a ledge, but I haven't seen her in a year and I been struggling so here I am?" I said

"Well here you are Kris! When ever you wanna start, start okay?" She said

I started from when I first saw Ash in the coffee shop to what I ate this morning. Literally everything, every happy, angry, sad, fight, fist fight, drink, party, Cha Cha , my pops and bro, ash parents our friends, my ex's everything, well not the MURDERS DUH. I started laughing out loud

"Anything else you wanna share?" She asked

"Nah, just an inside joke" I said laughing, knowing I should be in prison

"Okay well we have a three hour session, see I'm almost as good as Dr Laura see!" She joked

"Yeah you close" I laughed

"But here take this journal, and when you come back next week I want there to be one entry okay, just one! One word or two but something has to be in there!" She said standing up

"Yes Jennifer Lopez" I laughed

"Okay see you next Monday okay" she laughed as I walked out

"By Loren" I said

"By Mrs Cortez" her assistant waved

"I don't fucking write what the hell I'mma write!" I said tossing the note book in the passenger seat.

I hear my phone just going off over and over all kinds of notifications. I click on it and people are tagging me in Facebook videos, I got Instagram dms and taggs, and link to YouTube texted and inboxed to me.

I check my texts and everyone and they mom is hitting me all kinds of missed call and everything. What is so damn important. I opened my Facebook and I click on one of the taggs and a video pops up.

It starts to play and man when I tell you when I saw my naked ass on the screen ,I damn near ripped my stirring wheel off. I hated being recorded, I hated being recorded I hated being recorded, I HATED BEING RECORDED.

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