Life can get you down,
So I just numb the way it feels.
I drown it with a drink,
And out of date prescription pills.
- Ed Sheeran; Save Myself

Wynter's P.O.V.

I walk through the revolving doors and take a seat in the waiting room and spot Nina in a wheel chair. I walk over to her and sit in a chair beside her.

I meekly wave and she tiredly smiles.

"Hey there." She says. Her eyes had dark circles beneath them, she was in a white robe and pink pajama pants. Her blonde bob was frizzy and her skin was looking paler than usual.

That's the advantage of not speaking, I guess. You notice the world around you, and you're attentive to detail.

I type in my phone and show it to her.

'Are you okay?'

"I'm alright, just not feeling well. I stayed overnight and I was puking. So they gave me medication." Nina coughed into her arm and I nodded.

"Are you here for another visit with Dr. Primson?" Nina asked, tightening her robe tie.

I type quickly.

'Yes, I see her Mondays, Thursdays, and unfortunately now Wednesdays.'

"She's not that bad, why unfortunately Wednesdays?" Nina teases.

I show her my phone when I finish typing my reply.

'She has me paired up with this other guy and we're supposed to help each other somehow. Like some collaborated therapy session.'

Nina lets out a little chuckle, when she reads my little rant.

"Well, tell me his name. Maybe I know him." Nina says and that's when the revolving doors let in a gust of wind.

Speak of the devil.

I tapped Nina's arm vigorously and pointed to Asher.

"No way! Asher Linn? He's so hot!" Nina exclaims and I turn red, when he turns his head towards us.

He is not.

"You gotta be careful though, he's dangerous." Nina lowered her voice, when Asher began to look at us suspiciously.

"Hey, Red." Asher wiggled his fingers at me, sarcastically.

"Dangerously good looking." Nina whispers and whistles. I nudge her and roll my eyes.

"Dr. Primson is ready for Wynter Adams." The secretary says and I get up.

"See you later, Wynter." Nina waves with a big smile on her face.

"Good luck." Asher's fingertips brush against mine and I retract my hand immediately.

He chuckles with a smirk on his face and I step into Dr. Primson's office.

"Hello, Wynter." She smiles warmly and I take a seat on her couch.

I wave and she grabs her clipboard.

"So how was your session with Asher Linn?" She asks, tapping that same damn pen on the clipboard.

I grab my whiteboard and marker, and start to write my response.

'I don't know what you're thinking, honestly Dr. Primson, he's a fucking jerk, he has no respect, not to mention his mood swings and his drinking problems!'

She reads over my reply with wide and a slight chuckle.

"That's good! He told you about his alcoholism? You're getting somewhere!"

It's like she ignored everything I said.

Damn therapists.

"Did you tell him about your...difficulties?" Dr. Primson asks carefully and I swallow nervously.

I shake my head.

"You do realize we need to talk about that still, don't you, Wynter?" She asks again and I nod.

I grab my white board and marker.

'I know, it's just hard..'

"No, you just don't know how to face it." Dr. Primson said.

"Have you taken any over the counter drugs that your doctor hasn't prescribed...since?" She trails off and I shake my head quickly.

"How about self love? Have you been doing that?" She asks me and I shake my head, feeling my eyes well up with tears.

"Wynter, sweetie, I'd hate for you to get back to where you were. The self harm, the pills..I'm just trying to help. Please. Just talk. Really, talk. One word." Dr. Primson pleads and I open my mouth.

I can't back to how I was.

But it's just..too hard..

I close my mouth and she sighs. She scribbles on her clipboard and I fiddle my thumbs.

"We can always try again, some other time." Dr. Primson plasters a smile on her face.

That's the thing about Dr. Primson, she never gives up.

I just don't understand it.

She believes everyone can change with the right help and resources, no matter what state they're in.

Her perseverance is admirable.

But it's not going anywhere with me.

"Your assignment for this week, is pick one thing about yourself, personality wise or body wise and compliment yourself. Tell yourself this everyday and then come back and we'll talk about it." Dr. Primson says happily.

I nod.

"Good, I'll see you Wednesday with Asher." She smiles and we both stand up.

Right, can't wait.

We learned some things about Wynter ): and Nina was sick? Interesting.
Hope you're enjoying the story so far!
Thanks for reading!
-E

QOTC
Favorite Ed Sheeran song?

SOTC
Save Myself- Ed Sheeran

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