"Bay." Dr. Lamb, a tall older man with a head full of silver hair that was dressed in a very crisp gray suit, sat across from Bay. "Are you ready to talk?"
"Talk about what?" Bay refused to look at the man. She was laying on her back on the couch in Dr. Lamb's office, staring a hole in the ceiling. In her mind she was cursing her parents for dragging her here. She had other places too be.
"Emmett. The break-up." Dr. Lamb tapped the end of his pen to his clipboard. "The reason your parents hired me."
"There is no break-up." Bay kept her tone uninterested.
"Well, there was a huge fight from what I understand. And then the-"
"Couples fight all the time. So what we're both passionate people so our fight was more severe than other people's? We didn't break up." Bay snapped, cutting the man off.
Dr. Lamb released a heavy sigh, "If you don't want to talk about Emmett, then let's talk about the accident."
"What about it?" Bay was counting the seconds until this hellish meeting would find it's end.
"Have you seen Emmett since?"
"Yes. Almost everyday."
"Really? Where?"
"Everywhere. We hang out just like we used too. Because we didn't break-up. I don't have a reason to be here except that for some reason my whole family and everyone in my world hates Emmett now, for no given reason, so they want me to stop seeing him."
"Because they hate him? Why would they hate him Bay?" Dr. Lamb pressed.
"Because I was upset and said lots of mean things I didn't mean to them about him. So they must have taken it to heart." Just 30 seconds left. Then she was free to go.
"What did you say?" Dr. Lamb asked.
Bay's eyes were fixed on the clock. She could have sworn the second hand had stopped twice already.
Her throat felt tight as her mind mulled on Dr. Lamb's question. The accident. All Bay really remembered from it was the crunch of metal and the shattering of glass. And darkness. So much darkness. It haunted her at night sometimes.
Ding.
"Sorry, Doc, looks like times up." Bay hopped up from the couch and made a quick dash for the door.
Outside her mother was waiting outside the office, she jumped out of her seat the instant Bay swung the door open.
"How did it go?" Her mother pressed.
"Same as before." Bay snapped as she stomped past her mother, desperate to leave.
Kathryn looked baffled.
"Bay! Honey, this is your third session." Her mother's voice nagged behind her, following Bay as she excited the building.
"So stop sending me. I don't need it."
"Bay, you have to stop chasing Emmett and talking to him. He LEFT. Let him stay gone." Kathryn pleased with her daughter as they piled into Kathryn's car.
Bay gave her mother a very crossed look. "I can't wait to get my car back."
Bay begrudgingly snapped her seatbelt on.
"Well, if you hadn't have wrecked it." Kathryn started to scold her daughter, but opted to just leave it alone.
Bay had nothing to say to her mother. She sat with her arms crossed staring out her window, closing her eyes and thinking of how nice it will be to see Emmett this afternoon. She even let a smile slip onto her face at the thought. Then again, Emmett always put a smile on her face.