A/N: Aww, Tinkies, you've made my day :D thank you for all those reviews and voting! And thanks to the recent reviews that have came in too. Okay, here's a session for you...


28. Session VII

Brooke waited patiently in the quiet waiting room for her therapy session with Dr. Kelsy, she had waited there for ten minutes and was sure the session her therapist was in now would soon be over. The waiting room was as dark as Dr. Kelsy's office but for some reason it looked relaxing to Brooke; dark blue walls with dark cherry oak about the room, it was a nice combination. On the coffee table in front of the leather couch Brooke was sat on was a magazine just wanting to be read but Brooke knew as soon as she'd pick it up she would have to go in for her session.

Melanie, the curly-haired secretary, was busy writing something. Sometimes they would make small talk but not today, Melanie seemed rather busy and Brooke didn't want to disturb her so it was back to listening to the clock tick away and the pen scratching against the paper Melanie was writing on.

The door to Dr. Kelsy's office opened and Brooke snapped her head to the side, seeing a gaunt, scrawny looking man dressed in ill fitting trousers and a shirt. It was Michael Gibb, the manic depressive who had a session before Brooke for the every two weeks she was appointed to see Dr. Kelsy. Michael, looking sweaty and exhausted, quickly shot a smile at Melanie who replied with a polite 'have a good day' then left in a hurry. Brooke felt sorry for Michael, she had talked to the man once before and he seemed like a kind and gentle person but was riddled with sadness and guilt. She could see it in his eyes every time she took a glimpse at his ocean blue depths.

Now that Michael was gone Brooke waited for Melanie to inform her when she was up next. Usually Dr. Kelsy liked to sort out whatever he needed to before calling Brooke into his office which took a good five minutes.

It didn't even feel like five minutes until Brooke's train of thought was interrupted by the sweet voice of Melanie.

"Brooke, Dr. Kelsy will see you now." she smiled politely. They were on the first names basis.

Brooke smiled her thanks then made her way to Dr. Kelsy's office. She shut the door quietly behind her, the back of Dr. Kelsy's chair was facing her. Brooke sat on the leather couch and waited until Dr. Kelsy was ready. A moment or two later, the therapist swivelled his chair round and beamed at Brooke, happy to see a young, pleasant face.

"Ahh, good afternoon Brooke. How are you today?" he asked.

Brooke just shrugged and smiled dopily. "I'm alright thanks. How about you?"

"I'm very well, thank you for asking." replied Dr. Kelsy. He slipped on his glasses and quickly read over Brooke's medical file, he looked up at the blonde girl to see she was staring off at a corner of the ceiling.

"So," said Dr. Kelsy calmly. Brooke snapped out of her trance and focused on the greying man in front of her. "How have you felt since the last time I saw you?"

Brooke pondered for a moment. "Okay I guess..." she trailed off and didn't meet Dr. Kelsy's eyes.

"You guess?" he asked, curiosity heightened.

"Just been tired, missing home as well so I've felt a mixture of things, you know?" lied Brooke. Well of course she had felt exhausted especially since after her and... dare she think it, Gary's argument which happened two days prior but that could of been from the monthly cycle for her. Although trying to wreck your brain over why somebody brushed you off and claimed they had no idea what you were talking about was frustrating and utterly tiring.

"I see, have you spoken to your mother at all? How about Heidi? Have you spoken to her about how you felt?" Dr. Kelsy asked quietly, pen poised over his notepad.

Brooke scoffed then chuckled. "No, she's too busy sucking the face off of Ted or busy gossiping with Mandy... she doesn't have time to have a heart-to-heart with her sister unless she feels like it," she said with a hint of laugh in her voice but it was riddled with irritation.

"And why is that?" he asked quizzically.

Again, Dr. Kelsy pushed up his glasses on his aquiline nose and watched Brooke ponder as she stared at the coffee table in front of her.

"Because she is, as everyone puts it, 'popular'" Brooke gestured with her fingers then scoffed again. "If Mandy saw her talking to me then Heidi would get scolded for it, popular girls like Heidi and Mandy aren't meant to talk to outcasts unless it was to pick on them." informed Brooke and she nibbled on her thumb nail.

"Do you get picked on?"

Brooke nodded, absent minded. "Yeah, but I take no notice. Most of the kids at Bullworth are complete douches anyway. I've seen it all before,"

Dr. Kelsy nodded then scribbled down a few notes. The salt and pepper haired man looked back up at Brooke and he gazed at her. "In general, do you like people? Are you a people person?"

Brooke's eyebrows shot up, she was surprised Dr. Kelsy had not asked her this before and she was surprised to hear it now.

"I don't really know. Sometimes people annoy me and sometimes they don't, I think it depends on the person." Brooke replied honestly.

"Mm-hm, so what is Heidi to you?"

Brooke frowned deeply but not at Dr. Kelsy, it was because she knew exactly what Heidi was. "Well, I'm going to be honest with you; she is the most infuriating person I know. She is selfish, spoilt, annoying, nasty, bitchy, a backstabber and a bimbo but she's still my sister and as much as I hate her sometimes I still love her... unfortunately."

Brooke realised she had just described Gary, except for the spoilt and bimbo part... and bitchy part. But this was about Heidi, not Gary. Dr. Kelsy stayed quiet then jotted down a few more notes, letting Brooke wallow in her words. He was sure Brooke didn't really care about what she thought of Heidi but he knew the way Heidi affected Brooke. She was a sister who wasn't there for her when she needed to be.

The man placed his pen down and leant his elbows on his desk, steeping his fingers together. He looked Brooke in the eye critically but she just gazed back looking aimless.

"Okay. What about your friend... Peter, I presume?" Brooke nodded and Dr. Kelsy gave a small smile. "What do you think of him? Honestly,"

Brooke couldn't help the smile that grew on her face. Ahh, Pete. Petey, Petey, Petey.

"He's lovely. He's not a jerk, he isn't nasty, isn't immature. He's... the perfect friend, really. He cares and although he's a little sensitive at least he has some feelings. He's my best friend." smirked Brooke. There wasn't a bad bone in Petey's body.

Dr. Kelsy chuckled lightly at Brooke's enthusiasm. "Well, that's very good to hear..."

Before the therapist could continue, Brooke jumped in while she had the chance. "Dr. Kelsy? I was thinking... would I be able to stop taking my meds? I mean, I've kept my cool and haven't gotten out of line and I think I'll manage without them..." Brooke bit her lip and watched Dr. Kelsy as the information was being sucked into him.

The older man exhaled loudly through his nose and removed his glasses then rubbed at his temple. As much as he hated to do it, he had to let her down.

"I don't think that would be a good idea, Brooke." he admitted.

Brooke just nodded, disappointed.

Dr. Kelsy smile at Brooke, reassuring her with his gentle smile that everything will be fine and she would be off her medication in no time. They talked for another half an hour; advice, solutions to problems and all the type of things Brooke has been told before but it never hurt to be told again.

The end of the session came and both Brooke and Dr. Kelsy stood from their seats. Dr. Kelsy smiled widely at his patient.

"I'll see you in another two weeks, Brooke. Make sure you get Melanie to book it." he said.

"Will do, see you in two weeks." Brooke waved her goodbye then left the cosy office and walked to the reception desk, which Melanie was sat behind eating a juicy, red apple.

"Hey Melanie, two weeks from now again." said Brooke.

Melanie smiled then quickly typed up an appointment slip on the computer and printed it off. She handed Brooke the sheet of paper, Brooke checked it to make sure it was right.

Eden Therapy Clinic

For Miss. Brooke Adlington
Next appointment: 4/4/08
Appointment with: Dr. Jasper Kelsy

Tel: 867-002-345

Knowing it was indeed correct, Brooke said goodbye to Melanie in which the young secretary told her to take care and she will be seeing her in two weeks time.

Brookeleft the clinic and walked down the block, the clinic was in Old Bullworth Vale and wasn't too far away from the school which was lucky, but before Brooke was going to leave for the academy she had one last stop to go to; New Coventry and there was one thing in New Coventry; Johnny.

On her way to New Coventry, Brooke found a deserted alleyway. Checking to see if anyone was around, Brooke pulled herself into the isolated area and opened up a trash can and dug for something in her jacket packet. She pulled out a small bottle of pills, the medication she had been taking to control her anger issues. With one last look at the offending tablets, Brooke threw them into the trash can then placed the lid back on and walked back out into the open.


A/N: I am a terrible therapist, I really am. I have no idea if therapists are like this so I apologise for my crappiness. Anyway, that was a longer session than anticipated but I hope it was a good enough read. =) Reviews are always welcomed!