"Bella, how do you feel about leaving today?"

I don't answer, instead looking out the window, past the gates to the street outside. It seems different. Like I haven't been able to breathe for the last month and as soon as I step out of the gates, I'll be able too.

Subconsciously, I pull my sleeves down until they're covering my hands.

Dr. Black doesn't miss anything though.

"I wish you would consider staying for the full program. I'm not sure you're ready to go back."

I sigh and turn back to him. "I can't afford the full program. I'm lucky that I was able to stay for thirty days."

Lucky. I don't think I'd call myself lucky.

"Well, that's all the time we have left for today, Bella. Remember, we'll start our biweekly therapy next week."

I nod. "Right. Mondays and Thursdays at eleven thirty. I won't forget."

Dr. Black flips through his portfolio and pulls out two small slips of paper. "Please, don't forget to get these prescriptions filled and do take them. I can't help you if you aren't willing to help yourself as well."

I lean forward and take them from him, shoving them in my pocket.

"Do you have someone to come pick you up later today?" He asks, smiling at me.

"No."

Something new I'm trying. Short chapters, no set length, although some may be long. We'll see. Updates will come fairly quickly. Maybe sometimes a couple/few times a day. This story has been gnawing at me for a few months now and now that WCN is winding down, I thought I'd start with it.

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