Chapter 4

Authors Note: I'm so sorry this like took forever and isn't that great I had a lot going on with exams and stuff like that, and I was suffering writers block. I'm hoping to continue writing and write more frequently if your still interested In reading that is.

"So Santana why don't you sit down and begin to tell me about yourself?"

"Whats there to tell? You have my file right infront of you know everything aleady"

I was right she did have my file and I was betting anything she was looking down at it right now not even taking any notice of what I was saying.

I heard her sigh heavy.

"I just want to get to know you more Santana on a more personal level, I think the reason you're finding it hard to open up to anyone is just the fact, you don't have any real friends to…."

Woah hold up

"I have friends!"

"In you file it says that, you were having social anxiety after your… accident"

See I told you she had my file. She was right after that night there was no way I could speak to any of my friends, you don't just go from 'Head Bitch' and 'Head Cheerleader' to the poor little blind with the white stick and hope to keep friend, everyone knows that.

Shit I hadn't answered her she was probably quirking her eyebrow trying to read my mind… you know just a guess.

"Yeah well who needs friends when you look as good me" ugh did I really just say that to her? I heard her giggle maybe I got away with it.

She sighed again.

"Hmm you are right there. *Cough* I mean continue, what do you do in your spare time?" she asked.

That was the problem I had nothing to do in my spare time. I spent the whole time with my mum and she wasn't exactly the greatest person in the world to hang out with. Other than that I just stayed at home and listened to music. What? I can't watch TV can I?

"I go shopping and just hang out" I didn't completely lie.

"Okay that's good. You seem to always be in your head Santana I need to come up with a way to let you get out of that mind of yours and open up to me."

Her voice drives me crazy I can tell she is good at her job, I do want to let my guard down but they have been up for way to long they can't just collapse... not yet.

"See there you are again. For the next session I'm going to suggest a longer session maybe get out of the office and just hang out; nothing to formal and less of an intimidating setting. How does that sound?"

I hesitated I don't know why I mean I have been dying to get out of the house and be out with someone who maybe wont treat me like I'm made of glass.

"Yeah sure, erm that sounds good."

"Excellent, well I'll explain to your mum what's going to happen and make sure it's all okay and then we can set a date for our next session."

"Okay cool"

I take that as my cue to leave, my sessions always finish quick apparently I spend too much time caught up in my own mind.

I stand up and brush myself off but before I know it I'm in a hug, it's not long but it's the first time in a long time someone has hugged me or just been close to touch me I almost wanted it to last for longer but before I could react it was over, and she was walking me by the arm out into the reception area where she passed me over to my mum like a child. This is great.

My mum confirmed everything with her for my next appointment and it was given the go ahead as they passed details to one another.

"Bye Santana"

She whispered as I felt her squeeze my arm and walked past me slightly brushing my shoulder.

A/N: Oh god that was terrible I do apologise, I hope it gets better or I might give up writing this story. Review let me know what you think PM too if you have any ideas?