"Aria I think you need to see a therapist." Gene mumbled cautiously. Aria looked up at her sister while she ran her fingers through the dog's soft fur. She glanced at the owner who was looking at her sympathetically.
"Why do you say that?" She asked confusedly.
"That's the fourth service dog that has done DPT on you this week."
"How was paintball?" Elizabeth asked as she watched her team walk into the living room.
"We shot him." Aria said as she poorly attempted to hide her smile.
"On accident of course." Grace attempted to hide her laughter.
"On accident?" Cole's voice was louder than usual.
"Of course." Dakota laughed.
"You believe it wasn't an accident?" Aurora asked smirking.
"You guys shot me fifty-six times!"
"So Aria. How are you feeling?" Aria smiled at her third therapist widely.
"I've actually been trying not to feel things again, but thanks for asking. So far I cannot remember what happiness is."
"Guys what happened here?" Eric asked in shock as his eyes widened.
"I brought home another puppy." Aurora lifted up a small puppy with a big smile.
"I decided to paint this room." Elizabeth brushed her hair out her face, only to smear paint on her cheek and into her hair.
"I tried cooking. It's surprisingly hard." Grace mumbled as the pan caught fire once again.
"Dakota, Gene, and I are having a paintball war." Cole smiled widely at Eric, who was frowning.
"In the living room?" Eric's voice raised with each word.
"Duh." Gene replied quickly as Dakota helped her pull her hair into a ponytail. Eric followed the trail of paint splattered on the wall up to the ceiling. He had to take a double take at what he saw and his teammates.
"Why the fuck is Aria reading a book while sitting on the chandelier?" He asked panicked.
"She likes high spaces." Cole shrugged his shoulders.
"The fifty-fifty chance of me falling to my death excited me." Aria mumbled as she flipped the page.
"I literally was brainwashed and i'm the most sane person here. Are you fucking kidding me?"
"This picture of the team is my favorite. We where so happy then." Grace showed Cole the framed photo smiling.
"Why where you happy?" He asked curiously. Grace looked at him smiling wider than before.
"You weren't on the team then."
"Guess who got married!" Dakota lowered his book and turned to Cole and Aria.
"I leave you two in Vegas for one night and you finally become a couple." Dakota laughed in disbelief.
"Oh no we did this for tax benefits." Cole corrected smiling. Dakota frowned quickly at the two.
"You are fucking joking."
They where not.
"What do you mean you don't know the months in order?" Aurora asked Aria confusedly.
"I know them in order in Spanish?" Aria said meekly. Aurora looked away from Aria before turning to face her again.
"YOU DON'T EVEN SPEAK SPANISH!"
"Okay Aria since you've somehow made five therapist quit their jobs I'm gonna talk with you instead." Eric explained as he sat down across from her. "So what do we say when we feel negative or empty?" He asked with a warm smile.
"Shit happens." Aria replied blankly. Eric stared at her, still smiling.
"Well, no. We shouldn't say that. We should encourage ourselves-"
"You keep saying 'we' meaning that your not just talking to me but to yourself and that could be you just trying to make me feel comfortable or reminding yourself how to feel. Probably both. Eric I think self reflection is helping you but you need to confide in somebody to help release these negative emotions." Eric stared at Aria silently for five minutes (she counted).
"You literally make me want to rip my fucking head off."
"ELIZABETH WHAT THE FUCK DID I SAY ABOUT ARCHERY IN THE LIVING ROOM?"
