Novel & Cerita Get In Loser We're Going To Therapy

"Sophia, Dante has been dealing with the gang war at the docks recently. He must be too busy, so he just bought whatever. How about... after we get married, I'll go with you to a proper mall to pick out a good one?" I picked up the cheap box and walked to the edge of the terrace. Under Elena's shocked gaze, I didn't even look at it and threw it straight down. Nothing could replace my mother. In that dark past life filled with smoke and betrayal, that pendant was my only emotional anchor. Since it was broken, let it be broken completely. "Sophia! How dare you..." Elena was so angry her face turned pale. I ignored her screaming. I was busy counting the contraband antibiotics for the illegal cl

I hadn't expected to run into Hendrick Jefferson in the living room after leaving his grandmother's room. He had seemingly just returned, with a few friends of his from other wealthy families following from behind. Kellan Lester sneered when he saw me. "Whitney Xander, what a hardworking lapdog you are, buzzing around Hendrick incessantly like a fly." The group of men burst out into laughter while Hendrick flopped himself down onto the couch, crossing one leg over the other. He stared at me coldly, his face dripping with disdain.

" They were so persistent that I willed myself to ignore the itching and burning in my throat. Clapping a hand over my nose and mouth, I hurried to the table, picked up a glass of beer, and downed it in one go. I then turned and made a beeline for the door. Caleb lounged on the couch and called out to me, "Hey, where do you think you're going? We're not done drinking. You need to have a drink with each of us, princess." "That's right. This is what hanging out is all about. You can't drink and leave without tossing some jokes around. We're not all that bad, right?" Breathing became difficult as if a leaden weight pressed down on my chest. At some point, I couldn't even make out what they were

Suddenly, Bryan staggered backward and shouted, "I'm sorry! This is all my fault! But I'm holding the baby. You can't push me like that!" His shout brought his parents running down the stairs. Paul charged at me like a madman. At that exact moment, the villa door burst open and Gwyneth rushed inside. I barely had time to open my mouth before Paul slammed into me. His palm cracked across my face. Filthy curses poured from his mouth as he struck me again. Gwyneth moved to stop him. For a brief second, something like concern flickered in her eyes. "Mr. Thatcher—"

"You got it son but how about you get off your ass and go get her back if you truly want her like you claim because I for once didn't raise a loser and you are starting to act like one. A bitchy loser at that" "I'm not a loser" He leaned over the table. His eye narrowing into slit at me, "Then prove it"

Jon thanked him, got up and went to the elevator to go back downstairs and see Vivian at the reception. ******** "So Catherine, how does it feel being in a relationship with one of the most eligible bachelors of the United States?", she asked her, her eyes as fierce as fire burning wood. "I… Am…." Cathy started to stammer. She wanted to say something but could not find the words to say. She was caught unguarded, as naive as she is, she did not know how to deliver the truth whilst protecting the feelings of an ex lover. "You are.." Vivian obviously wanted her to continue, but she couldn't, and so Vivian did it for her. "A receptionist, a rank and file employee, a high end slut dreaming of a

It must be I’m just paranoid, I need to get that stupid picture off my head. I reached for my phone and earbuds in my backpack, and begin to go through my songs playlists. “How about we resume your therapy sessions when we’re settled in California?” Will suggest. “No!” I replied. “Why?” “It won’t make any difference” “Alexa….” I ignored him and put on my earbuds and decide to play 'stuck with you by justin bieber and ariana grande'. I’m not gonna attend any therapy. I have tried it before and unfortunately it didn’t work. I just hope moving to California will truly help stop my nightmares.

"Good. So go to therapy, talk to someone, do something, anything that will bring you even a semblance of peace and relief that takes you on a process to forgiving yourself. That's the only way you get her back. Hurt people hurt people Luka, as long as you carry so much hurt inside that's all you're going to do, just keep on hurting her." I have no choice but to do what he said now, I'll take any kind of help I can get. ****** "Who is that?" A voice asked closed to my ears and I snapped the drawing book shut immediately. "Stop sneaking up on people." I answered, shifting uncomfortably under Joey's gaze who came to sit just opposite me. "Who comes to a party and draws instead of having fun and

During my senior year of high school, my grades are completely erratic. I can ace three subjects while completely bombing the other three, leaving me dead last in my class. My homeroom teacher, Janet Bennett, throws me and my backpack out of the classroom. A classmate waves my report card around as the rest of the class laughs. "You're a total loser. You even failed your language test. Even a factory wouldn't hire you." The next day, my homeroom teacher throws out the student ranking second to last, Ethan Hoppe, as well. "One bad apple spoils the whole bunch. And somehow, our class has two of them. You think the college entrance exam is only going to test what you're good at? You two ca

~~Victor~~ Ever since Greta made the remark that myself and Madison should go to therapy it has been longing in my head and today is the day for our appointment. I don't believe in therapy, I don't think I ever will but I want to put all this behind me and look for a way forward. I'm lacking behind in a lot of things with Michael gone and running the second family company. A lot of things have changed and I'm in need of a new personal assistant.