A/N: Thank you guys for the review

A/N: Thank you guys for the review! Some of you reviewed about how Chris is more mature then how I made him and how he's acting childish and the doctor getting high and stuff. I intended Chris to be that way. I know he's more mature then that. And the doctor getting high was because it's gonna reflect on some future chapters. Any more questions just message me!

Outside Group Therapy Room A-9:55 A.M

"No. No way in hell I'm going in there…" Chris said to himself once more.

Chris had been standing outside this room for about twenty minutes. All he's done was stand in front of the door and stare at it. And for the last twenty minutes, he's told himself that he wouldn't go in there. Then he said he would. Then wouldn't. Then wouldn't. And doing this for twenty minutes was getting annoying to Chris. Why couldn't he just step into the room and do it? Chris sighed as he leaned against the wall by the door. He ran his hand over his face and closed his eyes. Three more minutes before he had to go in.

"Excuse me, are you going in there?" A voice asked him.

"I'm not really sure yet." Chris answered without opening his eyes.

"Should I save you a seat?" The voice asked once more.

"Whatever." Chris answered shrugging his shoulders.

The person opened the door and walked into the room. Chris opened his eyes and looked at the clock. It was 9:59. He might as well go in there now. He had a reason to. Who the hell was the guy talking to him? He sounded really familiar. Chris took in a deep breath and walked in. When he saw someone, he froze in the doorframe. Right across from him was a man smiling ear to ear at him. Chris opened his mouth, but couldn't find the words to speak.

"Told ya I would save you a seat." He said smiling.

Chris's mouth stayed open as he tried to function to get words to come out of his mouth. What was he doing here? He couldn't have come here for the same reason that he was. He was too good of a guy to do half of the shit he did. Finally he swallowed and managed to make a sound.

"Sh…Shawn?" Chris finally said.

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"That's right buddy! Sit on down!" Shawn said pointing to empty chairs next to people.

"You…you can't be here! You don't do drugs! Or drink! Or anything!" Chris shouted.

"I know that." Shawn said still smiling.

"Then why the hell are you here?!" Chris asked, clearing freaking out over the whole situation.

"I'm here to give a talk about how I became a born again Christian and battled my demons." Shawn told him.

"So…you're not addicted or anything?" Chris asked calming down a bit.

"Hell no. You on the other hand are WAY beyond addicted my friend." Shawn stated.

Chris chuckled as he took an empty seat next to a young brunette on the other side of the room from Shawn. Thank god Shawn wasn't here for the real reason! He almost had a heart attack for a second.

"Now before I get started…" Shawn started to say before a buzzing sound filled the room.

Everyone took their phones out and looked at them. Once they knew it wasn't theirs they all looked at Chris. His phone was clearly vibrating in his pocket. Chris laughed nervously and looked at it. Before he could look at who was calling Shawn was standing over him and grabbed his phone.

"Chris…" Shawn warned.

"Sorry. My bad." Chris said putting his hands up in defense.

Shawn put Chris's phone in his pocket and walked away. Chris whined as he saw his phone outline Shawn's pocket. That thing was like his baby. He couldn't live without it.

"So. As I was saying, back in the eighty's…" Shawn started to say.

Chris yawned as he started to zone out. He loved Shawn and all, and his life was really interesting and all. But he already read his book and heard all the stories before. So he sat back in his chair and zoned out. He didn't even try to do it, but his thoughts drifted to Dr. Sharia.

Dr. Sharia was different then any other woman he met. Maybe because she was mature and a doctor of some sort. Most of the women he met were easy. But then again, those were the women that were at the same places he was. The only other mature woman he knew was his soon to be ex Jessica.

Jessica. How was she? He hadn't even tried calling her since she told him she wanted a divorce. He still was confused about why she wanted the divorce in the first place. He never intended on finding out either. But now as he sat here thinking over everything, he really did want to know. Why couldn't Jessica just have told him her reasons? She just told him she wanted a divorce and that was that. No explanations, no nothing. She just left him hanging. Maybe that was what led him to the drugs and alcohol and sex. Not knowing. Damn, Chris was getting depressed by just thinking about her. He moved his thoughts back to Dr. Sharia.

Chris thought that she really needed to lighten up. She always seemed uptight and professional. Didn't this woman know how to have a good time? Obviously not because she never had any fun. Maybe he could take her out and show her a good time. That might be against Promises policies for all he knew. Sharia probably knew every rule in the book if there was one. Chris needed to loosen her up. That was gonna be one of his goals here.

"Thank you guys for giving me your time." Shawn said standing up.

Chris shook his head and clapped along with the others. Chris looked up at the clock to see the time. 10:45 already? Damn that went faster then he thought! Everyone stood up and starting walking out. Chris was in the back of the line. Shawn grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"What?" Chris asked.

"How you doing your first day?" Shawn asked.

"This place sucks ass but whatever." Chris answered shrugging his shoulders.

"Give it a chance Chris. You're here to get better not have a party." Shawn reminded him.

"Like I could have a party here…" Chris said scoffing.

"Well you have recovering alcoholics and druggies. Put that shit in front of them and yeah you can." Shawn said laughing.

Chris laughed as he hugged Shawn and walked out of the room. Chris didn't know what he had next. He decided to wander around the place for a while. He found himself by Dr. Sharia's room. She opened the door and a little bit of smoke followed her. She coughed as she closed the door and locked it. Chris looked at her confused as she walked off. What was that? Chris walked by and took in a whiff. At first he thought it was some sort of incense.

Some different kind of incense…

Or not incense at all.

Chris took one last whiff before he smiled. He knew what that smell was. God he had missed it for the longest time. Chris spun around in it and took the smell in. Suddenly he stopped mid spin as he tried catching his balance. Why would that be burning in her room. She wouldn't be getting rid of it?

Unless…

Chris smiled as he laughed to himself. He finally got it.

"Busted." Chris said to himself as he laughed, walking away.

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Uh oh! Now Chris knows about Sharia! This is gonna be different. Please review!

Next chapter: Before heading off to bed, Chris decides to talk to Sharia about what he found out earlier in the day. How does she react? Keep reading!