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Sarah Jane's POV

I kept Luke home the next couple of days. Maria would come over and bring him his work so he wouldn't fall behind in his classes. But I knew keeping him home right now was the best thing for him. After what happened, Luke needed some time away from that place. He needed time away from those boys. A few days wouldn't hurt.

Luke was quiet the night he came home—well he slept for the most part; it had been hard day for him. He slept, only to wake up to go up to his bed. The next day he seemed to be feeling better. He came downstairs and we spent the day together once again. He also seemed happier to be getting away from the school for a day. Maria came over to do Math homework with him—mostly because she needed his help—and Luke was happy to do that.

I knew Luke's only problem with the school were those boys. I knew not being there would help him. I knew he would have to go back eventually, but for now—this break—this is good for him.

On Tuesday Night, I got an email from the Head Teacher at Park Vale. He told me Coach Evans had been fired. He also told me one of the boys that had been bullying Luke—Archie—had been suspended for two weeks. Though I already knew that part from our meeting. I also knew Clyde had been punished too even though I think that's wrong, but I couldn't argue. I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble at home.

At least Luke wouldn't have to worry about that teacher anymore.

I guess they really had done something about him. Good riddance! He deserved that and more for what he's been doing to Luke and probably countless other kids as well; adults shouldn't treat kids like he had been.

He also sent me a little side note saying that he, along with Mr. Clarke, would be keeping a close eye on Luke until the end of the term. I had remembered reading something about the current head teacher going on retirement after the end of this term.

I just hope the new one will be just as—or even more—helpful to Luke in the new term. But we had a little time before that happens.

At least Luke will be safe until then.

The next morning I had gotten up at the sound of someone knocking on the door. I was surprised to see Clyde.

"Morning Sarah Jane." Clyde says once I opened the door.

"Clyde. What are you doing here?" I asked. I knew he wouldn't be at school with being suspended, but I was surprised he was here. Was his mother okay with him going out with all that's happened? There goes my journalist instinct—curious about everything.

"I was hoping to see Luke." Clyde says. "Don't worry. My mum knows I'm here. I told her what happened with the whole thing and she calmed down a bit."

"He's still asleep, but you can come in if you'd like." I tell him as I step aside. After Clyde walks inside, I close the door behind him and he follows me into the kitchen. "I was just about the make tea."

"Mind if I cook something?" Clyde asks.

"Be my guest." I laugh as I put the kettle on. I'm sure Clyde would be better at that than me especially after last time. I'm also sure Luke would like to wake up to something other than tea and toast. I finished making the tea and poured a cup for Clyde as he cooked some bacon and eggs. I looked up when Luke walked downstairs.

"Morning Lukey boy." Clyde greets Luke, whom sits down at the table.

"I could smell it form upstairs. I got scared mum was cooking again." Luke comments and both boys laugh. I didn't even comment as I knew how bad of a cook I am. Luke didn't fail to remind me.

"You know how you can tell it's me Luke?" Clyde questions and Luke shakes his head. "When it smells like food instead of a fire."

"Oi! Watch it." I warned.

I took some of the food to the attic while the boys could talk for a while. Luke would need that because I had scheduled his first therapy session this afternoon at three. He wasn't going to be happy about it, but he had to go.

Luke needed this.

Luke's POV

I ate slowly to saver the flavor. It was so good. Sometimes I wish Sarah Jane could cook like Clyde can. It's really good. Though I like getting take away, sometimes it'd be nice to have something cooked at home.

"You should come over to my house for dinner sometime. My mum lives for my pasta dishes." Clyde tells me and I nodded. I would definitely have to do that some time. Home cooked Italian dinner sounded really nice.

"I'll have to take you up on that." I reply as I eat another fork full of eggs.

"Maria told me you've been staying home." Clyde then says and I nodded.

"She let me stay home."

"She also told me Archie got suspended and Coach got fired." Clyde tells me and I stared at him. Was he serious?

"Really?"

"Yeah, so you don't have to worry about Coach ever again and Archie for two weeks." Clyde says. I felt better. The thought of going back to school—well I still didn't want to go, but I felt a little better about it now.

"What about David?" I ask.

"He's nothing without Archie." Clyde says and I laugh a bit. I noticed those two were always together and David was never the first to do anything. "He won't bug you, don't worry." I guess that was good. For at least I week, I won't have to worry about those two.

"When will you be back?" I ask. I knew Clyde had gotten suspended too because he hit Archie and David a few times.

"Monday."

"I'm sorry." I say. If it hadn't been for me, Clyde never would have gotten suspended. It's my fault he got into trouble.

"What for? It wasn't your fault. And besides, I've been wanting to punch those two assholes for a very long time. They deserved it." Clyde says, but it doesn't really make me feel better about Clyde getting in trouble. But I won't say anything about it again.

Clyde and I talked for a while. Sarah Jane left us alone while she went to do some work or something, leaving Clyde and I just to talk. We talked for a while. It was nice. He then said I should come over Friday and I said I would. I would ask Sarah Jane later, but I was sure she would say yes.

Clyde left around one and I went upstairs to get dressed at Sarah Jane's request. I got the impression we are going somewhere. I don't know where but it seemed like she had plans to go somewhere. To the shops, maybe? I got dressed and then went downstairs to watch telly for a while. I ended up falling asleep on the couch for a while. Sarah Jane woke me up a little after two.

"Mum?"

"It's almost half past two." She told me.

"Sorry."

"It's okay. You must have been tired." Sarah Jane says as she ran her fingers through my hair. I shut my eyes. It felt nice. Sarah Jane then sat next to me on the couch. I put my head on her lap and she continued to run her fingers through my hair. It felt so nice.

"Are you feeling better?" She asks me. I knew she was referring to how I was on Monday. I felt much better now. That had been a really bad day. But after staying home for a few days, I felt much better. Also learning coach was gone, along with Archie being suspended was good news. When I went back to school at least I wouldn't have to worry about him for a few days.

"Yeah." I told her. I then noticed she was dressed like she was when she was going to go out. "Are we going somewhere?"

"Yes. And I need to talk to you about that." Sarah Jane says and I frowned. Why did I get the feeling that I wasn't going to like this?

I sat up and leaned against Sarah Jane once she wrapped an arm around me.

"What's going on mum?" I ask.

"I'm taking you to see a therapist." Sarah Jane tells me and I frowned. What? I thought she said that I didn't have to talk to one if I didn't want to. I told her I didn't want to.

"You told me I didn't have to."

"That was before."

"Before? I don't understand." I was confused. I didn't understand why she had changed her mind. She said it was my choice. She said I didn't have to go. She said she wouldn't force me to go.

"Luke, you didn't talk to me about any of this stuff that was going on at school. You aren't talking to me about these things. You're just keeping them to yourself and that's not a good thing to do. I can't help you if you don't talk to me and you need to talk to someone."

"No, I don't want to go." I tell her. I didn't want to go then and I don't want to go now.

"Luke, you were so upset when you came home. I don't like seeing you like that. You need this. You need to go." Sarah Jane says. She sounded really serious. It sounded like I didn't have a choice, just like when I had to go to the doctors.

I get up and go to my room. I lay in bed.

I hate this.

I don't want to go.

Not too long later there was a knock on my door. I knew it was Sarah Jane, whom had come to tell me it was time to go, but I didn't get up. I don't want to go.

"Luke."

She knocks again and I don't answer.

"Luke, we need to go."

"I don't want to." I say, turning on my side, facing my window instead of the door as I hear it being opened. "I don't want to go." I repeat once I knew she was in there waiting for me to get up.

"You have to." Sarah Jane says.

"No."

"Yes." Sarah Jane insists.

Why couldn't we just not go? I would talk to her about whatever she wanted if she just let me stay home.

"I'm not going." I say, it sounded more like a statement. I was sort of hoping she would give up and just let it go.

"Luke, you need someone to talk to. Someone that's a professional at this. I'm not. You have to go!" She raised her voice. I felt my stomach start to hurt. Sarah Jane never once yelled at me. She never did that before. I actually was starting to think that would never happen. I know she won't hurt me—she promised that—but I didn't like being yelled at. I don't like yelling. It scares me.

I started to cry.

Very soon after that I felt Sarah Jane wrap me into a hug.

"I'm sorry I snapped." Sarah Jane tells me as I started to calm down.

"Yelling scares me." I said as I turned to look at her.

"I know I'm sorry." She gives me a tight hug, which felt comforting.

"Do I really have to go?" I ask once again, hoping she had changed her mind.

"Yes Luke. You have to." She tells me and I frown. "He won't judge you. All you have to do is talk and you don't have to talk about things you aren't ready for. This is to help you. He can also give you ways to help deal with the stress you have. I can even go in with you if you'd like."

I nodded.

If I had to go, then Sarah Jane coming in the room with me made me feel a lot better.

The drive to the place was quick. She took me inside and we sat down to wait until this therapist would see me. Why did I have to wait? I didn't even want to be here.

"Why do I have to wait?" I ask.

"Because he's seeing someone else right now." Sarah Jane tells me and I huff. I did not want to be here. I wanted to go back home. This was stupid—well it's not exactly stupid. It works for some people, but I just didn't like the idea of it. I don't want to talk to some stranger. I can barely talk to Sarah Jane as it is. Why does she think this will be good for me?

"I want to go home." I say.

"We will go home after your session." Sarah Jane says and I cross my arms, upset. I don't want to go in there with whoever this person is. "Luke, can you please just try? I'll be in there with you."

I huffed, before nodding. That's all she was asking of me? Though I knew if I said no, she would make me go in there anyways, which didn't seem fair. But I guess I should at least try and do what she wants. I look up at feeling her wrap an arm around me. Though, that wasn't very comforting right now.

I look up at hearing the door. I was expecting to see this therapist guy walk out, but instead I see—Jessie?

"Jessie?" I say and she looks over at me.

"Hi Luke." Jessie says as she comes over. Then Sarah Jane gets up apparently to get a drink of water, but I had a feeling she was really just giving us space to talk. Jessie sits down next to me once Sarah Jane had gotten up.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Seeing my therapist." Jessie comments and I look down at floor. Well, that was a really stupid question. What else would anyone be doing here?

"Sorry, stupid question." I say as Jessie laughs a bit.

"It's fine." Jessie says. "You don't look very thrilled."

"I'm not. She's making me." I tell her glancing over at Sarah Jane whom was filling a paper cup with cold water.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. You don't have to do or talk about anything you don't want to. He won't force you." Jessie explains and that actually was relief. I didn't have to tell him everything. I didn't want to—well I didn't really like the idea of telling this stranger anything.

"I didn't know you went here."

"Yeah, I don't really bring it up during free period, but I do." Jessie says and then the door opens again.

"Luke." This tall man comes out and says. I sighed. I didn't want to talk to him. I'd much rather stay out here or go somewhere and talk with Jessie.

"I guess you have to go." Jessie says and I nod. Unfortunately, I do. "Text me later. Maybe you can come over afterwards and we can talk or just hang." Jessie adds, getting up and leaving. Once she does, Sarah Jane comes back over. I walk closely next to her as we go back into a room with the tall man whom had called my name.

I looked around the room.

The first thing I took notice of was this small table further back that had bunch of crayons and paper. There also were toys in the corner. Was this some office for little kids? I guess little kids would come see therapists as well.

Then I see a couch and then a couple feet away was a chair. They were in front of a small round coffee table that had a clip board on it. I guess that was for taking notes. I wonder what he'll think of me if I don't tell him anything or what he'll think of me if I do tell him things.

I sit down on the couch next to Sarah Jane.

"Would you like something to drink Luke?" He asks me. "Water? Tea?"

I shake my head.

"What about you Sarah?"

"Sarah Jane. And water would be lovely. Thank you." She answers. Didn't she just have water out there while we waited? I guess it doesn't matter.

He puts the water on the table in front of her and sits down in the chair. He then picks up the clipboard and a pen. He starts writing something. What is he writing? I look over at the things on the walls—awards—which had his name on them. Raymond Charles. He had quite a few of them. Did that mean he was good? Maybe. But that didn't mean I would like him.

He puts his pen down.

What's he going to say? Is he going to make me do anything? What is going to want me to say?

I feel Sarah Jane touch my shoulder. I flinch at first as I wasn't expecting it. She then after a moment rubs my back a little which makes me feel less tense.

It's comforting having her in here with me.

She is comforting.

"I'm Dr. Charles. But you can me Raymond if you'd like." He starts out and I notice firstly his American accent. I wasn't expecting that. I look up at him and he had short brown hair and he didn't look very—intimidating. But I don't know him. I don't know him at all so as far as I knew he could be an asshole. George and Silvia seemed like nice people when I first met them, so I knew one thing for sure: first impressions aren't everything.

"Okay." I say. If I had to say something, then that's what I'll say.

"So what are some of your favorite things to do?" He asks me.

"What?" I ask. Why was he asking me that? What did that have to do with me being here? I mean, I don't mind it—it's actually better than what I thought he was going to ask.

"I like to start by getting to know my clients better." He explains. "So what are your favorite things to do?"

I had to think for a minute before I answered.

"I like to read and I like to do things with my friends." I tell him.

"I like reading myself. What are your favorites?" He asks.

Besides my school textbooks, I read whatever Sarah Jane had on her bookshelves in either the living room or the attic.

"Harry Potter, Great Expectations, and To Kill A Mockingbird." I say. Those were a few of my favorites. Sarah Jane had all the Harry Potter books and I had read two so far. I really enjoyed them. While I told him, I noticed he seemed surprised at my last two picks.

"I read To Kill A Mockingbird for school when I was younger. That's a nice read." He replies. "Did you read it for school?" He asks and I shake my head. "For fun?" I nodded my head. It looked like an interesting book and it was.

"What are your friend's names?" He asks.

"Maria, Jessie, and Clyde." I answer.

"What kind of things do you like to do with your friends?"

"We talk, play games, and watch films." I say, mostly getting things from what we did at the sleepover. That was really fun.

"What kind of films do you like?"

"I like Star Wars."

"I don't blame you, it's good." He comments. "I'm going to take a guess and say your favorite is Luke?" He asks and I nod. I knew why he thought that, but it wasn't because he had my name. I just liked him.

"Now, how have you been liking living with Sarah Jane?" He asks. I guess he knew that she is fostering me. She probably told him when she scheduled this session thing. I glanced at her before looking back at him.

"I love it." I say as I lean into her. I feel her wrap an arm around me which makes me feel a bit happier. I always like her hugs. I don't ever want to live anywhere else, but I couldn't help if someday she changes her mind. She says she won't, but she won't know that for sure right now. Her mind could easily change in a few weeks or something.

"How are you two getting along?" He asks.

"Good." I say and ponder on whether I should say this other part. "I love her." I say aloud as I glance up at her. Was that an okay thing to say? I feel her hand being placed on the side of my head before I feel her kiss the other side.

"I love you too." She whispers and I let a small smile appear on my face; I'm glad she's here with me.

"So how is school going for you?" He asks and the smile quickly fades. I don't want to talk about school. I don't like school. I get hurt there. People are mean—not my friends but other people—and they hurt me. I don't say anything, I just sit there staring at my shoes.

"Do you like your teachers?" He tries a different question.

"Yes."

"What are your favorite classes?"

"Science and History."

"Are your friends in your classes?"

"Clyde's in most. Jessie and Maria are only in a few of mine." I explain.

"Is there anything you don't like about school?" He asks and at first, I don't move or say a word. But eventually—after a few moments—I do.

"Yes."

"Can you tell me about that? What you don't like about school?" He asks and I shake my head. I don't want to talk about it.

The room stayed silent for a little while. It felt like a long time, but I don't know if it actually was very long. It can seem like an hour when it really has only been minutes that have passed. I glance at the clock on the ceiling by the door—it hasn't been long. Five minutes of silence maybe?

"Luke, I want to ask you some questions. You don't have to answer if you don't want to just yet, but I'd like it if you could. Alright?" I nodded. However, I had a feeling that I wasn't going to like any of these questions. It sounded like we were moving away from the nice and simple questions.

"What brings you here?" He asks.

"She did."

"Why are you here?" He rephrases.

I think for a few moments. How do I answer that? It takes me a second before I think of an answer.

"Because she thinks I need to talk to someone." I say. It was honest. That is why I am here. Sarah Jane says I need to talk to someone, though I am still not very fond of the idea. Though he seems nice, it might be only because she is with me. Plus, I don't even know him that well; he's still a stranger to me.

"What about?"

"What happened to me."

"Can you tell me what happened to you?" He asks and I quickly shake my head—I wasn't ready. I can't tell him. I barely want Sarah Jane to know all about that stuff, let alone this guy whom was still basically a stranger..

"Okay does it have to do with someone?"

"Yes. Some people." I add, as it wasn't just one person. It was a combination of people.

"How did those people make you feel?"

"Scared. Sad. Hurt." I say.

"Can you tell me how they hurt you?" He asks again and I sit motionless for a moment before shaking my head.

"I can't."

I started to cry. I don't want to talk about it. If I talk about it, I'll remember it and I don't want to remember more than I already do. I don't even know him. What if he thinks I'm—a freak or something? He probably won't understand. I don't want him to know. I don't want to talk about this. Not with him.

"Shhhh, Luke." Sarah Jane sooths by rubbing my back.

"I can't mummy. I can't." I tremble. I knew she wanted me to try, but I couldn't do it. I don't trust him.

"It's okay Luke. You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to." I hear him say as Sarah Jane pulls me closer.

"It's okay, Luke." I say.

"I'm s-sorry—"

"No, it's okay." Sarah Jane says. "It's okay if you're not ready."

I didn't say anything after that. I just laid there in Sarah Jane's arms as she tried to calm me down. Eventually I did and I still just laid there. I didn't want to talk anymore. Not about anything—but especially not about those things. I knew they wanted me to, but I just can't. I don't trust him. I don't know him. He won't understand what it's like for me.

Then eventually he lets me go. I guess the session was over and frankly, I was relieved. I didn't want to stay here any longer.

"It was nice to meet you Luke." He says and holds his hand out to me. I shake it and then he shakes Sarah Jane's. They talk for a moment. I didn't listen to what but it probably was about when they wanted me to come back again. I hope it's not too soon—or actually, rather at all. I don't trust him and I know eventually he'll force me to talk.

I don't want that.

"Come on Luke." Sarah Jane says and leads me out to the parking lot. "I know it's hard, but thank you for trying."

"I don't trust him." I admit.

"It'll just take time, honey." Sarah Jane rubs my shoulder and then she starts the car. "Is there anything you'd like to do?" I thought about it as I took my mobile out of my pocket. I then saw a text from Jessie.

[Let me know if you want to hang out or talk ;) –Jess]

I grinned a bit.

"Can I go over to Jessie's?" I ask.

A/N: So Luke went to his first therapy session and he doesn't really trust him yet. Also the gym teacher ended up getting fired and now Luke is going to go over to see Jessie. Raymond Charles is portrayed by Matt Damon. So I was supposed to update We Are Family before updating this, but originally my plan was to get another update for this out quickly as the other chapter took a while. But I failed. I had really bad writer's block for this chapter when it came to the therapy aspect. It's thanks to my friends Mystic Lover of the fairytale & Tif S for helping me with that. They are literally the reason this chapter got finished and posted. Luke will be talking with Jessie next chapter and we will find out a bit more about her character. Now let me know what you thought. Please don't forget to review.