Bk 2 Ch 5: Kimia

“Is there anything you’d like to talk about today?” The usual question. The question Dr. Mayfeld has been asking me for months. The same question that has the same answer.

“Nope,” I responded. What is there to talk about? Therapy was to help me process and work through what had happened to me, but I still don’t have any memory of it. It happened. The only way I could have avoided being raped by a bastard was to avoid liking Simon. 

“How has school been?” She really thinks she’ll get me to talk eventually.

“Allright,” I lied. The whole cheer squad keeps hissing slurs at me in the halls when I’ve been alone. There have also been notes shoved into my locker. Even some members of the football team have been coming onto me in the worst ways. Nate at least respects boun