Riley wasn't all too sure what she expected, maybe for people to be screaming bloody murder or for men in white coats to go and sweep her away but not this. This wasnormal. She didn't want normal, she wanted insanity because according to normal standards people who were unorthodox were insane. So as she sat down and explained her symptoms she wished she was somewhere else.
"So Riley" the blonde counsellor said
"Why do you do the things you do?" Riley knew she should tell her the reasons but how to you tell someone a problem only you seem to understand.
"I just… I know people tell me otherwise but urg, it's like I look at the world and all I see are threats. My friends only keep me around because they have to, well I think the do and there is this deep feeling of loss or something. I just I feel like I'm no good to anyone and if I were removed from the equation then the result would still be that everyone was happy." The councillor listened and noted down what the girl said. This was Riley's second week at the centre and she still didn't know how she felt, she just wished that she was fixed and could be okay but how can she be okay when she was useless?. When the hour finally came to a close Riley left and waited for someone to pick her up. It was her Uncle Josh. Out of any of her family that knew Josh was the one she felt best with, he was the one that got her the help and told her parents. He was the only one that didn't constantly hover over her shoulder. She climbed into his car
"Hey, how was the session with the voodoo witch?" Riley laughed. Josh also tended to make fun of the people that she had to see, he knew it was serious what they were doing and would never undermine what they did to try and help his niece but she needed an outlet.
"So I spoke to my esteemed parents and they said you basically stay in your room or wherever else they want you and never have any fun, I was like what? So you and I my dear are going to the amusement park." Riley shrugged
"I usually have to go straight home after counselling and talk to them as well" Josh frowned
"That sounds exhausting" he stated. Riley shuddered
"It is but they want to help and it's my fault that they feel responsible" Josh didn't reply after that.

Both uncle and niece spent the rest of the day riding roller coasters and getting brain freeze from slushies. Riley knew that Josh was doing this because he was worried about her, not that she thought she was worth it. When the day came to an end both of them were full of junk food and slushies. Riley was having a great day, too bad it was ruined when they got home.
Riley's grandparents were sat in the living room, worried faces lit by the lamp.
"Riley!" they both shouted, Josh trailed in after her.
"I know you said to have her home by six and I'm two hours late, I'm sorry it's just we lost track of time" Riley glanced up at her grandparents who softened at the happiness that had graced her features a few moments earlier.
"It's okay Josh… just please don't do that again. We worry" Josh hugged his mum
"I know… Riley how about we go up to your room?" Riley nodded and took him upstairs. They sat in silence for a few minutes before Riley stuck a movie on. An hour later she was fast asleep, Josh smiled, kissed her forehead and tucked her in before quietly creeping downstairs.
"You're good with her…. Why does she open up more to you?" his mother asked. Josh shrugged
"I'm the youngest adult she knows mum. She can't tell you or her parents out of fear of retribution, Eric and Morgan aren't here as much and her friends are too young. She'll open up in due time" and then the nineteen year old went to bed.