Raelynn's POV
" Raelynn!" Dr. Chase exclaimed.
I snapped my head back to him.
He removed his glasses off of his face, then placed a hand at his temple.
" Kid, you have to stop zoning out."
" Sorry." I apologized.
Therapy in the morning, especially when you barely get any sleep doesn't exactly go that well.
These past 2 Friday's Dr. Chase has insisted on me coming in before school, which meant that I had to get up extra early. Lucky for me Dr. Chase write's me a note, since I'm always a little late.
" It's fine. But the point of these sessions are for you to talk to me, so tell me. How have the nightmares been?" He asked, moving his glasses back onto his face.
" They've been..." I paused. " Okay."
" Raelynn." He warned.
" Okay okay. They've been the same. No matter what I do before bed they still show up when I'm in the deepest of sleep."
" Have you talked to anyone else besides me about it?" He questioned.
" I'm mean not really that's what I kinda have you for."
" It wouldn't hurt though."
I shrugged. " Yeah, but I'd rather talk to you, then put all my problems out on all my friends."
He shook his, writing something down in his notepad.
" You know I know you don't want to hear about the medicine that's out there for this. But I think they could really help."
I shook my head in disagreement.
" I don't want to risk anything. My mother was on pills for depression and got addicted"
" I respect that. But on that note have you talked to your mom?"
" No. Last I heard she was off working in New York with her new boyfriend." I said, becoming slightly saddened.
" How does that make you feel?" He asked.
" How it would make any teenager feel. Mad, sad, but I've accepted it, ya know. She's going to live her life whether I like it or not. Nothing I can really do." I shrugged.
I watched as his pen moved quickly against the paper.
God I really hated that notepad.
All it did was hold everything I've told him, and also my evaluations that I go through every month.
" Have you ever thought to try and call her to just see?"
I gave him a blank face.
" Obviously I've tried." I said slightly annoyed.
" Okay tiger, deep breath."
I took a deep breath as he sat down the notepad.
" Sessions over. I'll see you next Friday. And remember, you ever need anything do not hesitate to call." He smiled.
I shook my head.
He held out his hand for me to give him a fist bump, before I walked out.
An 1.5 hours therapy session feels like an eternity.
~~~
Had being at school for a couple of hours it was finally lunch time. Which I was grateful for. I was absolutely starving considering I hadn't had breakfast.
" Hey sexy." I felt someone whisper in my ear as I was walking to my table with my food.
I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Asher.
" Do I know you?"
He removed his arm from over my shoulder, holding a hand over his heart as we continued to walk.
" That hurts. It really does." He said.
" Oh my bad. I didn't recognize you with that ugly haircut of yours."
He instantly shot his hand up to his head with a pouting face.
As we reached our table everyone was looking at Asher as he huffed down in his seat.
" What's his problem?" Chloe questioned with her legs hanging over Char's lap.
" He's mad I called his hair ugly." I said bluntly.
I grabbed my fork and began to eat my salad.
" She ain't wrong. It's a little too short." Mackenzie said agreeing me with.
I looked over to Heavens to table to see them all laughing and having fun. I then see Evans arm wrapped around Lucia.
They were so fucking cute together.
I absolutely adored their relationship.
Looking over to Asher I smiled.
He rolled his eyes.
" Whatever. Don't think I haven't notice the little weight you've put on.. babe." He smirked with a mischievous smile.
There was an array of oo's and dang's from around the table.
I gave him a wide eye expression.
" Oh really? Well tell me Mr. Bigshot, where has that 6 pack of your gone lately? Because it sure as hell hasn't been showing in bed." I shot back.
He looked at me with flabbergasted look as everyone around us busted out laughing.
Asher turned away from me looking straight in front of him.
" Yeah. That's what I thought." I said, shoving another fork full of salad in my mouth.
He should've thought twice before coming at me like that.
But it's okay.
I still love him.
~~~
School had ended and I was now on my way home from school rocking out to some music in my car.
It kind of saddened me that I didn't have anymore after school activities, but I didn't really have anything to do.
I mean I could've done dance but my body is too stiff for that.
It's used to being that way for cheer, and the stunts I would do.
Also I didn't want to make it seem like I was following in everything Heaven and them were doing.
So for now I will be going home, cleaning up a little for tonight, then possibly maybe go for a run.
As I was coming down my street I noticed a more fancy looking car sitting in front on my house.
The windows were tinted so I couldn't see who was in there, or if anyone was in there. Pulling into my driveway, I examined the car closely.
' Maybe it's not for here.' I thought.
' But yet again why would it be parked in front of my house?'
I brushed it off grabbing my bags, and getting out of my car.
As I slammed my door shut I seen both the driver side door and the passenger side door open.
A very built muscular man walked out from the passenger side wearing a button down, and jeans.
I was waiting for the other person to walk around the car.
As soon as they did my jaw dropped.
' This is not real'
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