Disclaimers: I only own Aimee and her parents
Aimee opened the door and flung her school bag to ground.
'Hey I'm sitting here', it was Iolaus, he wanted to surprise her when she came through the door, only to see that she surprised him.
'Sorry,' she muttered, Jason and Hercules appeared and quickly saw she was upset.
'What's wrong?' Jason asked putting his arm around her shoulders, and Herc did the same to her other side.
'You know what's wrong? My best friends aren't real, that's what's wrong,' Aimee sobbed. She accounted the run in she had with her 'life class' teacher about beliefs. When she told her beliefs the class fell about laughing, and called her a freak. They said that she was stupid, and childish to still have imaginary frinds at her age.
When she looked around for her frinds afer she finished her story, they were no where to be seen. Aimee remembered the stroy she heard in religious studies about Jesus, when he told his friends to say they didn't know him. She told her frinds they didn't exist, and now it was true.
Aimee was so upset that she went to her room, and cried.
When her parents came home, they heard her weeping. the school had phoned them, and notified what happened that day in school.
'Sweetie,' Aimee's mum went over to her daughter, and stroked her hair. 'We have someone to see you. Now don't get mad, he's the best in the business.'
Aimee sat up and wiped her eyes. Her parents didn't come home alone, they had a man dressed in a business suit with them carrying a folder, and he had a pen in his jacket pocket.
A psychiatrist...
'Who's that?' Aimee asked looking at the psychiatrist. She already knew the answer before her mum told her. It didn't take a genius to figure in out.
'This is Dr. Mason' her mum answered. 'He's the best in the business'.
'I'm not crazy, you think i am don't you?' Aimee asked, getting upset again.
'Don't worry darling, he's here to help to', her dad tried to reassure her.
'That's right, i'm here to help', Dr Mason said, breaking his silence. 'We can talk about anyhing you want to, and go at the same speed in which you'd like'.
'I don't want to speak to him. If i do then i'll never see them again. iI don't want ot admit it, if I do, then it's true', Aimee said refusing to look at her parents and burrying her head in her pillow.
'She hasn't been the same since her grandmother passed away' he mum whispered to the Dr. 'We should leave her'.
Aimee was glad to be on her own, she was still trying to think her friends back, only the little encounter she just had with her parents made it harder.
'She had no right to tell him that', she siaid to herself. 'It's none of his business about my gran, i wish i could be someone else', she reached over to her cd collection, and picked up the Bonjovi Crossroads cd.
She turned it to a song which she hasn't listened to for years, since her friends came to her for the first time. 'Saturday Night'
'I can't say my name or tell you where I am,
Iwanna role myself away I just don't know if I can,
I wish that I could be in some oither time or place,
with someone elses's soul and someone else's face,'
'I can do it,' Aimee whispered to herself. 'I can make the pain go away'.With that she got on her feet, and made her way to the bathroom. She opened the dorr and loocked it behind her. She then reached for the midicone cabinet, and grabbed the botle of pills her dad takes, and started unscrewing the cap.
Aimee opened the door and flung her school bag to ground.
'Hey I'm sitting here', it was Iolaus, he wanted to surprise her when she came through the door, only to see that she surprised him.
'Sorry,' she muttered, Jason and Hercules appeared and quickly saw she was upset.
'What's wrong?' Jason asked putting his arm around her shoulders, and Herc did the same to her other side.
'You know what's wrong? My best friends aren't real, that's what's wrong,' Aimee sobbed. She accounted the run in she had with her 'life class' teacher about beliefs. When she told her beliefs the class fell about laughing, and called her a freak. They said that she was stupid, and childish to still have imaginary frinds at her age.
When she looked around for her frinds afer she finished her story, they were no where to be seen. Aimee remembered the stroy she heard in religious studies about Jesus, when he told his friends to say they didn't know him. She told her frinds they didn't exist, and now it was true.
Aimee was so upset that she went to her room, and cried.
When her parents came home, they heard her weeping. the school had phoned them, and notified what happened that day in school.
'Sweetie,' Aimee's mum went over to her daughter, and stroked her hair. 'We have someone to see you. Now don't get mad, he's the best in the business.'
Aimee sat up and wiped her eyes. Her parents didn't come home alone, they had a man dressed in a business suit with them carrying a folder, and he had a pen in his jacket pocket.
A psychiatrist...
'Who's that?' Aimee asked looking at the psychiatrist. She already knew the answer before her mum told her. It didn't take a genius to figure in out.
'This is Dr. Mason' her mum answered. 'He's the best in the business'.
'I'm not crazy, you think i am don't you?' Aimee asked, getting upset again.
'Don't worry darling, he's here to help to', her dad tried to reassure her.
'That's right, i'm here to help', Dr Mason said, breaking his silence. 'We can talk about anyhing you want to, and go at the same speed in which you'd like'.
'I don't want to speak to him. If i do then i'll never see them again. iI don't want ot admit it, if I do, then it's true', Aimee said refusing to look at her parents and burrying her head in her pillow.
'She hasn't been the same since her grandmother passed away' he mum whispered to the Dr. 'We should leave her'.
Aimee was glad to be on her own, she was still trying to think her friends back, only the little encounter she just had with her parents made it harder.
'She had no right to tell him that', she siaid to herself. 'It's none of his business about my gran, i wish i could be someone else', she reached over to her cd collection, and picked up the Bonjovi Crossroads cd.
She turned it to a song which she hasn't listened to for years, since her friends came to her for the first time. 'Saturday Night'
'I can't say my name or tell you where I am,
Iwanna role myself away I just don't know if I can,
I wish that I could be in some oither time or place,
with someone elses's soul and someone else's face,'
'I can do it,' Aimee whispered to herself. 'I can make the pain go away'.With that she got on her feet, and made her way to the bathroom. She opened the dorr and loocked it behind her. She then reached for the midicone cabinet, and grabbed the botle of pills her dad takes, and started unscrewing the cap.