Author's Note: This chapter is really short and I will admit it's not very good. I might redo it and make it better. I'm ill so don't judge me too much :). Let me know what you think and any ideas. Next update I will make it longer and it will hopefully go somewhere.
Chapter 2.
"Santana Lopez?"
"Shit, that's me!"
I gingerly get up and make my way forward white stick extended and everything, if I ever go Lima Heights on anyone's ass the white stick always comes in handy… believe me! I have been here enough to know my way around anyway.
"Hey Santana, just take a seat-"
That's right she knows to not help me sit down she has met before.
"- we have a trainee in with us today her names Brittany and she will be sitting in for several weeks of your sessions."
"Hi!" I heard the sweetest voice say from behind and that's saying something even from me. However I wasn't one for people to hear my problems that's why these sessions are supposed to be private between me and Sandra (my psychiatrist) as much as I hate coming here! It's way better than the group meetings I'd been to.
"I'm not sure that would be a good idea Sandra you know I'm not good with people hearing my story," I told her this truthfully and as friendly as I could without hurting this "Brittany's feelings"
"I'm sorry Santana but it's essential she stays in here, so she can get to know you, as she will become you psychiatrist when I go on maternity leave. I thought you would see this coming?"
"Wait! What! I still have to come here even though you're getting a break? I want a break from these sessions!"
"Santana calm down. Everything's going to be okay Brittany here is very qualified and is just going through the regular training of the job that I had too. I have a feeling you two are really going to get along. She will read your record and be up to date to talk to you about your accident and what you went through, she's prepared to listen just let her! Why don't we just begin your counselling for today?" I couldn't believe this! I was just being passed from pillar to post like a child when their parents are splitting up, well Santana Lopez doesn't stick around and make someone happy for anything no chance.
I stood up and made my way help free to the door… "I don't really feel like counselling today maybe if I come back next week I might but I wouldn't count on it." I then turn towards where I think this Brittany is, "I'm sorry Brittany it's nothing personal… well maybe it is… but I might hear you again sometime if I come back?" I really do want to hear from her again and I only heard her utter one word.
"I hope you do" I heard her say before I turned and left.
Your probably thinking why did you just up and leave that Sandra was really nice, but I was making a statement that with no eyes you can't play me and push me around. Maybe I was showing off in front of the new girl but her I have every right I can't fucking see!