Chapter 23
"I don't want to go." I whined.
"To school or therapy?"
"Booooottthhhh!"
Ian kissed my forehead. "You have to go to both."
"What happened to the exorcist idea?" I pouted.
"What?" he raised an eyebrow at me.
"You said, 'I don't know what goes on in your head, but when we get to my house we're calling a fucking exorcist or something!'"
Ian sighed. "I'm sorry."
Me: Confused "For lying?"
He smirked. "No." he hugs me. "For saying that."
"Oh. It didn't hurt me."
He gave me a whateveryoucrazylyingbitch look.
"What?" I asked.
"And that-" he taps my nose with his finger. "Is why you are going to therapy."
Me: Rolls eyes
"I'd like you to start keeping a journal or a diary." Dr. Bloome said as we walked out the door.
"Why?" I spotted Ian in the corner of my eye and restrained myself (yet again) from running and hugging him tight like a little girl.
"I think it will help you get your thoughts and feelings out."
"O…kay."
"Good session today, Jessica."
As soon as he turns away, I turn to Ian and put my fingers to my head like a gun and pretend to shoot myself, rolling my eyes. Ian just laughs like he thinks I'm freaking kidding.
30 Minutes Later
"I said NO!"
"Jess-"
"NO!"
Ian sighs. "We already went through this."
"No."
"You have to go to-"
"No."
"And I-"
"No."
"Now you're just being-"
"No." I grin.
We were parked in front of the High School at lunchtime, and people were outside in the fenced in area on the side of the building. I could see them. It terrified me.
"Come on."
"Fine, but you have to keep a safe distance."
"That's my girl."
Grrrr…
Me: Smacks Ian's arm
"Ow!"
"Ha." I get out of the car.
I am wearing my red shirt that Ian got me a few weeks ago that says, "I put the CUTE in EXECUTE." I was going to wear the one that says, "You can't spell slaughter without laughter," but I almost got suspended one day for wearing it. I thought the shrink would like that one, though. Pout.
"But Tracy's not here."
"So?"
"I won't be protected."
"What did she do?"
"Tell people to fuck off."
"Uh…never mind. I don't think I can do that."
"I would love you forever if you did." I mumbled.
I sighed. Time for School.
Ha. Hell BEFORE Purgatory.