I was left alone.
And thankful.
The whole weekend, they tried to make me leave the corner, but I didn't.
When I say my heart was broken- I had never felt so betrayed in my entire life
And my parents betrayed me.
"Sweetheart- you have an appointment with Luke tomorrow-" "cancel it." I spoke to Blake.
"You need to talk to him" he encouraged me sympathetically.
"Not him please." My voice cracked as I slowly looked to him.
"I want a new one."
And this time, I wasn't falling for the tricks, I wasn't going to fall for anything
I was done trusting
Who knows if Luke even gave a fuck about me, all the hugs, all the forehead kisses, all the attention was just him trying to get me attached so he could get information out of me
And it worked
"It's two hundred dollars to cancel the appointment- Atleast go tomorrow and once it's over we can tell him that we're choosing to stop."
I agreed.
The next morning I woke up and showered, I threw on leggings and a sweatshirt along with vans, moving downstairs.
"Hi sweetie" Brennan spoke slowly.
I smiled lightly.
The whole way there I bounced my knee.
I felt the tightness in my chest, I knew it would be nothing to send me into an anxiety attack or make me cry.
And seeing Luke will probably make me cry.
We walked into the building together, checking in where the normal nurse brought me to his office, knocking lightly.
she opened the door after he spoke, letting me in.
"Mila, my girl" he smiled widely.
What a show.
I fake smiled back to him, sitting in front of him.
"Mint?" He asked.
"I'm good" I spoke firmly.
"Next time" he smiled to himself.
"So, how was the weekend?"
Miserable
"Good" I spoke simply.
"Any bonding?" He asked.
They forced me to eat a banana after I cried in the corner for three hours straight.
"Just talking" I shrugged lightly.
He shot questions to me, I gave one word responses.
"Is something wrong?" He asked me slowly.
Yes.
"No" I spoke.
"I feel like we're not progressing anymore- I feel like I'm having to break your shy shell again." He spoke.
I bounced my knee as I stared to him, all the anger and sadness steadily building up in my body.
"Mila, princess, what's wrong?"
"Don't call me that." I spoke firmly, catching him clearly off guard.
"Mila, what is wrong?" He asked, standing to move beside me, but I stood with him, stepping away.
"You know, you're really fucking good at faking shit." I laughed to him, tears brimming my eyes.
"Mila-" "so tell me, Dr.Hemmings, did you actually ever give a fuck about me, or was that all just bullshit?" I spat to him.
"Mila, let's talk about this-" "I'm done talking!" I almost yelled, at this point, tears were streaming down my face.
"Every fucking person I talk to either fucks me over or abandons me- and you fucked me over Luke!" I yelled.
"Mila, you can't breathe, please relax and sit." He spoke.
"Fuck you" I sobbed out.
"I fucking loved you- I wanted a big fucking brother and I thought it was gonna be you." I sobbed out, gasping for air as I did.
"But you go and tell those bitches who haven't shown that they give very much of a fuck at all my entire life story" I yelled, crying harder than I ever have.
I saw the door open, Ashton and Michael were there.
"Oh so you paged them to tell them my fucking secret too? Oh great" I sobbed out.
"Mila, let me touch you" he spoke, extending his hand.
I was on the brink of passing out, and I knew that- but I didn't want to be near him.
"Fuck you" I sobbed out.
"Mila, talk to me sweetheart" Ashton spoke.
"No- I don't fucking trust anyone, please just let me go home- I wanna go home." I sobbed out as I felt Ashton grab me, gently pushing me against the wall.
"Mila, you're having a panic attack, Michael is giving you a sedative-" "no." I panicked- all of my tears almost instantly stopping.
He already had my arm held in the position he needed it.
"No, no- Ashton please, just let me go- oh my god- look I'm calm" I almost yelled as I felt it go through my skin
Luke.
I watched in tears as she begged Ashton to let her go.
Michael quickly gave her the sedative, almost instantly kicking in.
Her head hit Ashton's shoulder, her cried quieting, but she was still crying.
"I want to go home" she cried into him.
"I know princess, just relax." Ashton held here against the wall to keep her up until she fell asleep.
"He broke my heart." She told him.
"He didn't mean to princess, he just had to do his job-" "but he never cared" she sobbed out, her speech already slurring.
"Yes he did, Mila" I watched her body almost fall into his, telling me it put her to sleep.
"Go get her guardians and tell her that we're keeping her overnight for observation, because she's clearly dehydrated and not mentally stable." Ashton took charge, picking her up bridal style.
"Let me help-" "Luke, Shes my patient now." Ashton spoke to me, stopping me from taking her from him.
"She expressed that she doesn't want you right now, we have to respect that until you give me time to talk to her and explain, but this is a fucked up situation." He spoke firmly towards me, telling me what I already knew
I fucked up.
I should've just kept it a secret, how could they have known that I knew?
