Sorry for the last chapter being short… I sort got kicked off the computer, so I had to improvise, so either it was short chapter or no chapter…yeah. To my Reviewers!
Emberfur: "forgot." Is one word, sweetheart, but thanks.
Nightshimmer: Thanks! I'm glad I got Daydream right!
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We walked to our therapist, silent the whole way there. No one dared say anything. The silence was to tense.
"Happy now?" I asked the other me.
"Well, you had to admit that you wanted to know…" The other me whispered in my mind.
"Well, I did, but we didn't find anything out, so it was worthless in the end." I answered back mentally.
The other me didn't answer back.
"Well, girls, were here." Brakenfur said as he led us to the room. He seemed ready to leave, and I didn't blame him.
"Come in." a voice grumbled. Hollyleaf and I tiptoed in cautiously, afraid of upsetting whoever our therapist.
"For StarClans sake! Stop tiptoeing around and sit down!" She yelled gruffly at us. We sat down.
"Well this is an interesting one." The other me mused.
"For once I agree with you." I mentally mumbled back.
In fact, I had the feeling that we were going to get along.
"My name is Dr. Yellowfang, my hope is that through joint therapy, you can solve both of your problems, and if you don't , I still get paid." Dr. Yellowfang was and old, haggard, she-cat, with long, gray, fur. Her eyes were orange, and hard. "Anyone want to talk?"
Hollyleaf looked at me. "If you want to know why Brakenfur avoids me like the plague, it's because I was his apprentice, and he can't stand the fact that his apprentice tried to commit suicide."
Oh.
That makes sense.
All of the sudden, the phone on Dr. Yellowfangs desk rang , she answered it.
"Oh, ok, come on up." She said into the receiver. "Girls, were going to have some visitors."
A few minutes later, the door opened, and a tabby with white chest and paws came in, followed by a black tom with blue eyes. Hollyleaf took one look at them, and snarled,
"You!"