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

opening it, showing me she

our last session.

you don’t mind me

you sleep terribly because

night,” I run my fingers through my hair, tired from

I can’t stand her. My brother and

my safe space. But

She cooked in her underwear

Isn’t that weird?! She said she was trying to be nice, but

into

stifle it. This sparks my amusement. I assess

but I know

don’t want Linda to be professional. I want her to be real. Because I’m not really depressed or anything. I’m just… lonely? I think that

her services.

know my problems aren’t huge, so you can

her shoulder, then throws one

knee. “That would be

rather rude.”

because I need 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’m pretty sure

that when I bought

why I’m paying you extra.”

thing, but friendship? I don’t think friendship should be bought, and I

surprises me.

so sad

heart, and I sigh. “Don’t

sad for me.”

“Why not?”

quite a lot, actually, and I don’t mind paying for it.

is bright and cheery

is this

want?”

“Please.”

man might celebrate that a beautiful

I understand Kelly is seeing your

her side.”

I’m smiling myself now. “But no, I don’t find Kelly attractive even though she is beautiful.” I don’t know

I see her.

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

as

have eyes for

same way and that I should move on… I mean, she is probably too immature for me anyway. Her view

be is…

“Big and mean?”

around then, realizing that Linda knows

life. “You have professional

pushes

nose. “I might be

I

or my clients wouldn’t

stays with me… unless

someone. I

of

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

swats with her hand. “Oh, stop it.

I both know you’re much too

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

smirking now. “With

acting like like Joe did

claps her hands, clearly excited. It’s so unlike her that I laugh. Never in a million years did I think she had a bubbly personality. She is always so

think I’m like him?” I

know exactly the right things to say. I would call you socially talented.”

think I have to pay you more if

more, and when my session is

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