Rhode 's P.O.V"So, Rhode , have you been to therapy before?" Dr. Elizabeth asks me as I sit down in her office. She's an older woman in her sixties maybe, with short white hair and dark rimmed glasses. I felt like I needed to start fresh with someone new, even though my last round of therapy only r
"Those aren't the kinds of things you've done in other relationships?" She asks, I almost laugh. I don't think I'd count any of my past hookups and contractual agreements as relationships, but let's humour her."No. I wasn't the kind of guy to want to settle down and commit" I tell her. The thought
"Sure" I confirm with a slight nod, allowing myself to sink further into the seat. Trust the process."From what age did you first notice the abuse?" She asks as delicately as anyone can ask that question."It's just always kind of been there. One of my first memories was my father shoving me out of
"You mean do I resent the fact that he didn't beat her up in front of me? Because I don't, not at all. I would have taken a thousand beatings to save her from one." I retort. I feel myself becoming defensive, how could I be mad at Bianca for being liked by our dad? I'm not harbouring some kind of si
"What is it about you that makes you think that you're an asshole? What makes you okay with thinking that about yourself?" She sits forward slightly, I remain reclined back in my seat."I'm a very selfish person, I'm not known for being kind or considerate towards other people unless I get something
"She knows I didn't have a good childhood and that my father is dead, but that's basically the extent of it" I inform her. I don't exactly view it as lying, it's more just me sharing what I've been comfortable with sharing. And even if I did feel comfortable talking about this awful man, there are l
I wish we had met in another way, I've fantasized about it many times in fact. But it's the way we met, and I'm thankful for it."Was that a difficult adjustment for you to make? Going from this contractual relationship to one that is more real and vulnerable?" She queries, the top of her pen sittin
"See you soon, bye" Amelia says quickly into the phone before ending the call and standing up. "How was it?" She asks nervously as she walks around the dining table over to me. I let out a long sigh and nod slightly."Brutal, but good" I admit as I rake a hand through my hair. Now isn't exactly the