I'm a bit of a sweaty mess by the time I sit down in Dr Lawrence's office, but I made it on time and that's all that matters. "Hi Amelia, how have things been since our last session?" Dr Lawrence sits before me, poised and ready to go with her pen and notes in hand. "Pretty good actually. I um, I
My friend is about to make maybe one of the biggest decisions in her life, it would be weird not to look at myself and think about how I would feel if the roles were reversed. "Shall we talk about that?" She asks. She told me in the beginning that if I'm not comfortable talking about something then
"Yes. I do. Even though I know a future with him would be complicated and messy, our worlds don't exactly fit together perfectly but I like how we fit together regardless." I don't know how to explain why we work together, but we do. "Want my advice?" Dr Lawrence asks with a small smile. "Yes plea
Rhode 's P.O.V Who the fuck would be calling me at one in the morning? It better not be my aunt Jen again asking for more money. I roll over onto my side and turn on the lamp, illuminating a small amount of my room. The landline plugged into my bed is incessantly ringing, the button mantles 'Front
It's quite hilarious to watch; and though I'm definitely mad that I'm about to hear about Luke, I can't help but let a smile warm up my face as I nod my head. She continues. "Anyway! He kept trying to buy me drinks or get me to go dancing with him and I didn't feel comfortable so I told him I was g
My old Ramones shirt and a pair of boxers in hand, I open one of the cupboards in the bathroom and pick up a small packet of make up wipes she left behind and quickly hurrying back down the stairs. Thankfully she's still on the couch, and conscious, staring out into the dark London night. I know ho
Placing the tea bags into the mugs, I realise how good this feels. Of course we have bigger things that we need to talk about, but I just want to talk to her again. That's one of the things I've definitely missed the most, is not having someone to talk to at the end of the day. "And your mum? Is sh
"It's nice actually, I have a lot more time" I say with a small nod as she places her now empty mug into the sink beside her. "I'm proud of you" Her words wash over me like silk. She's always been on me about scaling back the amount of work I do, scared I'll give myself a heart attack before the ag