Chapter 52

Mark

“Good morning! I’m sorry that my office is a bit messy. As I mentioned, I moved cities a week ago, and I haven’t unpacked everything yet,” Linda, my therapist, smiles at me from her seat. “How are you?”

I force a smile onto my lips. This is the

second time I’ve been to Linda’s office this

week. I’m unsure why I’m here. I have a

dinner planned with Winnie later, and I

should be thrilled, but I’m miserable since I know it’s my brother she actually wants.

Which is why I’m here, I guess. My heart is in pain, and there is no one I can tell about

So I’m here because I need a friend, sad

that I have to buy friendship, but that’s how

life is…

I have teammates I talk with, but we aren’t

that close. My real best friends are Winnie

and Jake. Talking to them, however, would

just be incredibly awkward and embarrassing.

Therefore, I’m hoping Linda can make me feel less lonely. Though, I won’t jump the gun right away. I will small talk first, and

then I will highlight my problem and ask for

her advice.

“I’m pretty good. Won a big game yesterday, but I slept terribly,” I inform Linda and

grimace a little. “My back hurts. I flew into the plexiglass, and it hurts like a

motherfucker.”

“Ouch…” Linda grimaces.

She has a round, friendly face, and her skin

is kissed by the sun. The woman seems to

normally be pale but has a beach glow.

Either way, I can see why people like her as a

therapist. She looks friendly.

“Tell me about it… it really hurt.”

“Have you seen a doctor?”

“Yeah, I saw one after the game.”

“Good.”

“Though I suppose the injury isn’t the only

reason I’m not sleeping well…”

Linda picks up her notebook with a

thoughtful expression. But she speaks

showing me she

our last session.

you don’t mind

you sleep terribly

I run my fingers through my hair, tired from simply remembering

too much. I can’t stand her. My brother and I

be my safe space. But

items all over the place. She cooked in her underwear

Isn’t that weird?! She said she was trying to be nice, but it was weird! She isn’t my girlfriend, yet

came into my

giggles but try to stifle it. This sparks my amusement. I assess

I know she is hiding it and trying to

professional. I want her to be real. Because I’m not really depressed or

her services.

her. “I know my problems aren’t huge, so you can just laugh

flips her blonde hair over her shoulder, then throws one leg over the

her knee.

rather rude.”

a friend. Sure, you’re a therapist, but your homepage said you offer a wide range of services. As for me, I need a friend.

I

also why I’m

think friendship should be bought, and

surprises me. “Why?”

sad earlier this week.”

heart, and

sad for

“Why not?”

don’t mind

bright and cheery

is this truly

want?”

“Please.”

another man might celebrate that a beautiful young

your brother, so it’s

her side.”

don’t find Kelly attractive even though she is beautiful.” I don’t know why, but my cock goes stiff rather than hard

see her.

a knowing look, and she places down her notebook. It’s a signal

as

only have eyes

sigh. “I know she doesn’t see me the same way and that I should move on…

should be is…

“Big and mean?”

I anxiously look around

life. “You have professional secrecy,

course,” she pushes her

her nose. “I might be

but I still follow some

clients wouldn’t return.

stays with me… unless

I have to report

sort of

over me, but I let my tone go flirtatious. “Do you think I look like a murderer,

her hand.

you’re much too kind…

most charming people are usually the killers. You’ve seen that show, right?

smirking now. “With Penn

think I’m acting like like Joe did in that

her hands, clearly excited. It’s so unlike her that I laugh. Never in a million years did I think she had

like him?” I

exactly the right things to say. I would

delight. “I think I have to pay you more if you keep

some more, and when my session is

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