It's been about a week since the whole bridge scene. A lot has happened; I erased everything from my mirror like dad said, I texted Ned back but didn't explain what happened. I got a new phone, and I went shopping for clothes and stuff. And now, Tony is driving me to my first (and only) therapy session.
"You ready for today Pete?" Dad asks, gripping the steering wheel.
"I guess so," I mumble.
Tony nods and parks the car. "Well, we're here." We hop out the car and make out way towards the tall building. We make it to the front desk and Tony checks me in. He comes back and sits down next to me in the waiting room. Soon, a nice-looking lady, calls my name. I get up and follow her to a modern-looking room. We sit down on couches facing each other.
"Hi Peter, I'm Daisy." She introduces herself. I shake her hand.
"Hi," I mumble.
"So, would you like telling me why you're here."
"Um...well, I tried to comment suicide about a week ago and my parents thought this would be a good idea," I mumble, playing with my sleeves.
She nods, seeming unfazed by what I said like she's heard it a thousand times before. She writes on a piece of paper. "Ok, and do you know what caused you to think that suicide was the only option?"
"I don't know, just life I guess. I'm just mad at myself and don't know how to handle it." I say.
She nods, writing more. "And do you know what you're mad about?"
"Just how useless I am, and how I can't do anything right, I guess."
"Ok, great." She takes out these two bells. "So Peter, I want you to grab these bells and imagine everything you're angry and sad about in the middle of the two bells. Then hit the two bells together and imagine all that sadness and anger disappear."
I nod and do as she says. I grab the bells and imagine everything I'm sad and angry about. I hit the bells together and it all goes away; for the most part. I open my eyes, realizing it actually helped. "That actually helped," I say.
Daisy smiles. We keep talking and I start to open up to her, talk about school, Ned, Flash bullying me.
"So this Flash kid, how badly does he bully you?"
"Well it depends, he'll push me and bug me, but nothing major," I answer.
"Ok, how does that make you feel?"
"I mean, it doesn't really bother me, I just ignore it."
"Ok, does anyone else know about this?" Daisy asks. I shake my head, no. Soon, our session is over and I head out the door, feel better.
I get back in the car with Tony. "How was it kiddo?"
"It was pretty good," I admit. Tony drives off and I feel more peacful.