AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Jabarri? Wanna talk about him?”
“I, whoo, it’s really complicated, and honestly, I have never really looked honestly at my relationship with him,” I tell her.
“Would you like to?”
“Yes, but I think it might be better if he is here when I do because there is a lot to unpack, and it may be more productive for me and him for him to be here when I do,”
“We can certainly do a couples session. Do you want me to schedule one for you next appointment?”
“Yeah, I think so,” I tell her nervously, wringing my hands.
“Do you want to contact him and find out when he’ll be free?”
“No, I am sure he’ll make time,”
“Okay, let’s make it for Friday, which is just a few days away. Are you okay with that? We can push it out further if you need more time.”
“No, I have been dragging my feet for years over this. It’s time I confronted it.”
“Skai, I do not want you pushing yourself. It can one hundred percent cause more harm than good if you are truly not ready to do this,”
“I’m ready,” I reply with a bit more bravado than I actually feel but I am going to stick by my decision.
“Okay, then we are all set for the day and I am so pleased with today’s progress. I will see you in a few days,” she says as we wrap the appointment up.
I am nervous driving home, and I don’t know why, Jabarri has been nothing but supportive, sometimes too much. He still shows up for Natalie since she still hasn’t told her family the truth, and for our family's stuff and still makes time for me. He stays at the house at least four nights out of the week, and I am quickly getting used to him being there, and that is a dangerous thing. The garage door opens when I pull into the driveway, revealing his car, letting me know he is already here. I pull in, park, and head inside to find him asleep on the sofa. I take a second to look at him and wonder how I got here with him. I ran from this man since the first day I met him, and now he is here in my home, in my space. What a difference time makes.
“Are you just gonna stand there and continue to stare at me, you pervert?” he says, making me jump.
“That’s not what I’m doing?” I snap at him. Swinging his legs over the sofa, he is on his feet in seconds.
“Skai, what’s wrong?” he reaches for me, but I back up.
“Nothing,” I tell him, turning on my heels and heading toward the kitchen.
“Skai,”
“Are you busy this Friday at three?”
His eyebrows knit together as he stares me down for a few long seconds before answering, “You want me to come to a therapy session with you?” he asks, allowing the other topic to drop.
“Yes, unless you’re busy, then I can reschedule it,” I say, pulling the ingredients out to make dinner.
“I’ll be there,” he says, washing his hands so he can help me cook dinner. Together, we make quick work of dinner and clean up before falling asleep during the movie we were supposed to be watching.
I swear these were the fastest few days ever. Before I could blink, it’s Friday, and now I’m in the lobby, practically sweating through my shirt.
“It’ll be fine. If you are not ready, that’s fine; we have time. I’m not going anywhere,” he says, grabbing my hands to stop me from wringing my hands to death.
“Okay,” I whisper just as Dr. Hunter calls us in.
“Jabarri, very nice to meet you. Please have a seat. Skai made a lot of progress during our last session and she felt if she was going to keep having this forward progress she needed to deal with some things she has previously had a difficult time facing,” she says once we are settled.
“Skai, this a no judgment and no pressure zone, I only want you to do as much as you are comfortable to do. Understood?”
“Yes,”
“Good, so let’s get started. Skai, you talked in previous sessions about your childhood and how that has severely impacted your life going forward but you never discussed it. Are you ready to talk about it now?”
