SOPHIE POV

I was walking with dad to the doctor's room. I was scared. What if he's judgemental? what if he just declares me crazy and I become more of a burden to dad. A lot of what if's were running through my mind.

"Hey soph, you can always come to me you know, you don't have to wait for therapy even if you're going to him i'm always here for you and just remember i'll always be proud of you okay? I love you so much."

"I love you dad."

We reached his waiting area, I was the only one there. Someone was in there, I could hear yelling scaring me more than I already was. Dad signed me in and sat with me till the door opened and a girl around my age ran out crying.

"You'll be okay."

"Hopefully." The girl crying was the only thing in my mind. What does he do in there?

"Sophie Walker, please." I stood up.

"Do I go alone?"

"If you need me, i'm here if you can do it on your own, do it." He smiled still sitting. He believed I could do it on my own, I can do it on my own.

I exhaled a breath I didn't know i was holding and walked inside the room A man sitting on a couch. I felt like I knew him. He gestured me to sit on the couch opposite him so I did.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Hawkins, but you can call me elijah and forgive me if i'm wrong but have we seen each other before? you seem oddly familiar."

" I'm sophie but well you know that already and Hawkins? ah do you remember comforting a girl who was crying in the restroom cause her grandmother was about to die."

"I do. You know her?"

"Very deeply."

"Best friend?"

"She's in the room with us." He seemed confused.

"It's me." He laughed.

"You're fun, how's your grandmother?"

"She died that day, right after I got back from there."

"I'm so sorry sophie, it must have been horrible."

"Was. Still is. I don't want to talk about her."

"That's fine. We can go at your own pace. Do you want me to ask questions or just talk?"

"Questions?"

"Simple question, how's your day so far?"

"Overwhelming."

"Elaborate?"

"I had eye surgery two weeks so I didn't go to school for two weeks all the other teachers were nice helped me catch with everything but my physics teacher wasn't."

"What did your teacher do?"

"I was distracted cause they were doing questions of a unit which I hadn't even studied, so the teacher called on me to answer and when i couldn't he told me to get out and I got a headache cause of the eye surgery and he said I was making excuses, a tear fell cause he was yelling and cannot tolerate people yelling at me. The whole class laughed at me, I went and cried in the hallways."

"Did someone see you?"

"My maths teacher, Mr.Radford. I hate maths but he makes it tolerable."

"That's amazing but about your physics teacher have you told your dad about this?"

"No, I saw dad while coming here. I'm going to talk to the teacher tomorrow."

"That's amazing. Tell me about your family. "

"Ah well there's no one really. you know dad."

"Who?"

"Ashton walker?"

"Oh, he's your dad. I honestly had no idea. He's a good man."

"Your mom?"

"Died right in front of me when I was four."

"Sophie, i'm so sorry."

"It's okay it's been a while."

"You cannot forget that day."

"You're right I can't. Want me to tell you about it?"

"If you want. No pressure."

We talked about a lot of stuff for the next hour, him getting to know me.

"Dr. Hawkins your next patient is here."

"That passed." He smiled and stood up. I did and stood up.

"See you next week?"

"I will."

A girl walked in as I walked out. Dad was waiting outside lost in thought.

"Dad."

"Oh hey you're done. How was it?"

"Good, yeah."

"Let's go home, i'm exhausted."

He drove home, we didn't talk. I wanted silence and he understood that.

I went to my room when we were home and started working and reading the material my teachers had sent when after an hour my eyes and head started to hurt.

"Dad." I yelled.

"What's up?" He poked his head in.

"My head hurts."

"Keep everything aside and lay down and close your eyes I'll be back in a minute." I did as he said and laid down on the bed.

"How long have you been studying?" I felt him sit right beside me.

"An hour."

"That's the reason. Just keep them closed and you'll be good to go in about fifteen minutes. You want to talk about therapy?"

"It was good yeah, he was just getting to know me."

"Awesome, you're comfortable?"

"I think, yeah."

"Tell me if that changes okay? Don't be scared cause he's my Colleague. You always come first."

"I love you dad. It smells good what are you cooking?"

"Pasta."

We ate the food and then sat on the couch doing nothing. Just like we had in the last fifteen days.

"Study tomorrow yeah? Don't put much strain on them just yet."

"Okay dad. Goodnight."

"Goodnight soph."

I went to my room and just as I hit the bed I was asleep.