CHAPTER NINETEEN: Wasted

SHERNON’s POV

LAST NIGHT

I just got out of my two-hour therapy session with my therapist. Lately kasi napapadalas ang hindi ko pag kontrol sa OCD ko. Actually, day by day, it’s getting harder for me to control it. Minsan nga eh sa public places, I can’t refrain myself from doing things this disorder is telling me to, causing people to stare at me like I am some kind of crazy man in expensive clothes.

“I’ll see you again in your next session, all right? Text me if you need anything.” Hinatid ako ng aking therapist sa reception area ng building.

I walked towards the parking lot, but before I entered my car, my phone rang out loud. Si Skyler pala.

“Oh? Napatawag ka?” Bungad ko.

Minsan talaga kahit matagal na kaming magkaibigan ay nagugulat pa rin ako pag tumatawag sa akin si Landon, Skyler, or Casper. Lalo na sa busy namin ngayon, ni minsan hindi namin magawang ma-kamusta ang isa’t isa.

“Dude, have you heard from Landon? My wife can not reach her.” He asked.

Well, that’s new. Si Landon