The microwave dings and I carefully take out the plastic dish and place it quickly on the kitchen bench, stirring the contents with a fork. "It was okay, somewhat emotional. I'm going back on Friday" She nods as she fixes her hair, keeping her eyes on her own complexion. "Did you talk about Rhode
Rhode 'S P.O.V "Thank you for your time, Mr Whitlock" And with that my 4 pm meeting comes to an end. Fucking finally, I've been over dealing with this shit since the moment it started. I do my best to nod politely as I leave the meeting room, walking briskly towards the bank of elevators at the end
"How's your girlfriend?" Kate purrs next to me, the nosy bitch peering her head over and checking my phone as I sit it down on the table. I start to add some food onto my plate as I prepare an answer for her. "She's good" I shrug as I take a sip of my whiskey. Why the fuck would I tell my ex, who i
Dr Lawrence is sitting in her black leather chair as I enter her office. Her notepad in hand, it appears that she's very ready to start this session. I'm not, not at all. She wants me to talk to her about my past. Even though it's one of the reasons why I even started going to therapy in the first p
I try to avoid eye contact with her, I feel like I might cry and I don't want to break down anymore. Or at least I want to hold out for as long as I can. When I don't say anything more she continues with her questioning. "Where is your mum now?" "Well after the car incident it became clear that sh
I wasn't able to attend the father daughter dances that the other girls went to. My dad wasn't around to scare off my male school friends who he thought might be interested in me. I didn't learn how to drive with my dad. He couldn't help me with mum. He couldn't save me from a lot of what happened.
Rhode 'S P.O.V "Cheveux?" "Yeah, it's French for hair" I explain, tallying up my points from the scrabble board. "Rhode for the last time, no foreign words" my mum sighs with a grin on her face. "Just trying to open up the board and give you more options, you're struggling a little bit" I tease
She's always worried about overstaying her welcome, even though mum and I would probably agree that we would want her to stay as long as possible. "She's a lot stronger than she seems. Yes, she's had it rough, but she's a very strong girl" I quickly jump to her defence. Amelia isn't some broken win