Barely a beginning
Chapter 1
I’m sorry.
Those are the last words I remember coming from my mouth. That night… that terrible night.
Those were my last words that were said along to the song Therapy by All Time Low. The last words I would say for a long time… bang.
I stare up at a white ceiling, surrounded by white walls. This room was so... dull, and yet pure. I don't like it all too much. It needs color... yeah color. More like sound, it's so quiet.
I continue to blink absentmindedly up at the ceiling when the oak door, that was also painted white, was opened. My instant reaction was to sit up, cross my legs, and look at the intruder.
"Ah, Miss Rhodes. Are you ready for our session?" The slender man in a suit asked me. Of course I'm ready, I've been waiting on you idiot. I nod my head and roll my eyes when he looks away to close the door. He looks in my direction and smiles.
"Let's hop to it then," He suggests. "My name is Dr. Maverick, I've been given a notice that this was your parents decision. How do you feel about that?" He looks at me in question, pen ready for the smallest detail. A loud gulp escapes my mouth and I reach for my yellow notepad and pen. Mr. Dr. looks puzzled at me and I grin a little bit. I write down on my note pad for a minute or two and pass it to him. He reads it aloud.
"I don't particularly think I need it. I know I don't talk to anyone but my best friend and my shower head but that's not my choice..." He pauses and looks up at me with concern and I give him the most innocent look I could possibly make. He looks back down at the yellow note pad shaking his head and continues, "I am very shy and I bet you already know about my past so I don't have to explain, but it is due to my past that I am like this. Even if I was told to talk on command I would probably only squeak. Don't even tell me to talk. dash, underscore, dash?..." He pauses and I steal the notepad back and quickly write down a swift explanation and hand it back to let him continue. He looks at it and nods in confirmation. " 'I'm watching you face' got it." He clears his throat and begins again. "I understand that I act real tough and have tough thoughts but you can see as well that is just a cover up. I am not tough. I'm perfectly fine with how I am, nothing has made me want to change myself. I don't need to talk to my parents if they can't understand. Hell, my best friend is probably a better therapist than you..." He goes into monotone as he finishes his sentence and purses his lips. I snicker and shrug my shoulders like I'm telling 'Well, it's true!'.
"Alright. I believe this session is over. But mark my words-" He starts but pauses when he sees my pick up my pen and yellow pad again waiting to 'mark' his words. He shakes his head once again and goes back into his monotone voice. " I will get you to speak to people, blah blah blah." He says throwing his arm out at me pointing and letting it fall down heavily as he turns toward the door to walk out. "Goodnight Miss Rhodes." he says opening the door and I quickly write down something on my yellow notepad and rip out the piece of paper, wadding it into a paper ball and chucking it at his head. He flinches when it hits his head and turns around in astonishment then follows where my finger is pointing to the ground. He bends down to pick up the paper ball and unravels it, once again reading it aloud. "Goodnight Mister Doctor..." He says ending with a laugh and walking out the door. "Some therapy session." He scoffs.
Those are the last words I remember coming from my mouth. That night… that terrible night.
Those were my last words that were said along to the song Therapy by All Time Low. The last words I would say for a long time… bang.
I stare up at a white ceiling, surrounded by white walls. This room was so... dull, and yet pure. I don't like it all too much. It needs color... yeah color. More like sound, it's so quiet.
I continue to blink absentmindedly up at the ceiling when the oak door, that was also painted white, was opened. My instant reaction was to sit up, cross my legs, and look at the intruder.
"Ah, Miss Rhodes. Are you ready for our session?" The slender man in a suit asked me. Of course I'm ready, I've been waiting on you idiot. I nod my head and roll my eyes when he looks away to close the door. He looks in my direction and smiles.
"Let's hop to it then," He suggests. "My name is Dr. Maverick, I've been given a notice that this was your parents decision. How do you feel about that?" He looks at me in question, pen ready for the smallest detail. A loud gulp escapes my mouth and I reach for my yellow notepad and pen. Mr. Dr. looks puzzled at me and I grin a little bit. I write down on my note pad for a minute or two and pass it to him. He reads it aloud.
"I don't particularly think I need it. I know I don't talk to anyone but my best friend and my shower head but that's not my choice..." He pauses and looks up at me with concern and I give him the most innocent look I could possibly make. He looks back down at the yellow note pad shaking his head and continues, "I am very shy and I bet you already know about my past so I don't have to explain, but it is due to my past that I am like this. Even if I was told to talk on command I would probably only squeak. Don't even tell me to talk. dash, underscore, dash?..." He pauses and I steal the notepad back and quickly write down a swift explanation and hand it back to let him continue. He looks at it and nods in confirmation. " 'I'm watching you face' got it." He clears his throat and begins again. "I understand that I act real tough and have tough thoughts but you can see as well that is just a cover up. I am not tough. I'm perfectly fine with how I am, nothing has made me want to change myself. I don't need to talk to my parents if they can't understand. Hell, my best friend is probably a better therapist than you..." He goes into monotone as he finishes his sentence and purses his lips. I snicker and shrug my shoulders like I'm telling 'Well, it's true!'.
"Alright. I believe this session is over. But mark my words-" He starts but pauses when he sees my pick up my pen and yellow pad again waiting to 'mark' his words. He shakes his head once again and goes back into his monotone voice. " I will get you to speak to people, blah blah blah." He says throwing his arm out at me pointing and letting it fall down heavily as he turns toward the door to walk out. "Goodnight Miss Rhodes." he says opening the door and I quickly write down something on my yellow notepad and rip out the piece of paper, wadding it into a paper ball and chucking it at his head. He flinches when it hits his head and turns around in astonishment then follows where my finger is pointing to the ground. He bends down to pick up the paper ball and unravels it, once again reading it aloud. "Goodnight Mister Doctor..." He says ending with a laugh and walking out the door. "Some therapy session." He scoffs.
Notes
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