Don't Rain On My Parade

| Taylor's POV|

Later that night, after the incident with Mike in school, I was lying on my bed when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I get up and open it to see my mom.

"I just came to tell you that your therapist appointment is tomorrow at six with Dr. Stent." She said with a sigh and a little smirk. Her eyes held so much sadness. It frightens me, the thought just a simple smile can hide your emotions but your eyes will tell anyone anything.

"Thanks, but... do I really have to go?" I'm not sure how it could help just talking with some one so I'm still pondering with the meaning to do so.

She looks me dead in the eyes. Smirk gone. "Taylor, i don't need to explain. We both know you have to at least try it."

"But why can't I just go to the school counsellor? It's free!" I shrug.

"The school counsellor doesn't have as much knowledge as Dr. Stent does. And I don't care about the money. I just want you to get better." She puts her hand on my shoulder.

I just shake my head. "I don't understand how this will help. Telling a stranger about what's in my fucked up head."

"I didn't either but they really do help."

I sigh. "Fine. But if I don't feel different after this appointment than can I stop?"

She laughs a little under her breath. "We'll talk about it after."

"Okay. Well, I'm just going to lie down now. I'm pretty tired." I point to my very messy bed.

"Okay. I'll see you later." She pats my hair and kisses my head before she heads to go down stairs.

I close the door and put my back against it, sliding to the floor. I got lost in thought but was broke from it shortly after when my phone began to ring. My Guns n roses ringtone filled my ears. 'Here I am, and you're a Rocket Queen. I might be a little young but Honey I ain't naive.'

I pull it out of my pocket to see Tony calling. "Hey." I pick up.

"Hey, babe!" Tonys voice sounded pretty happy.

"So, what's up?"

"I miss you." You can practically hear him pout.

I giggle a little. "We saw each other like couple hours ago."

"Really? It seems like longer than that. I still miss you." He sighs. "You wanna hang out? I really want to see you."

I bite my lip. "Okay. Pick me up in like 5 minutes."

"Umm... Look out your window."

I get up off the door and go over to my window as told. I was expecting to see him down in the street or something like that but as I pull open the shades I look up and down the street and he's nowhere to be seen.

"I don't see anything."

I hear him scrambling. "Shit." He mumbles. I hear a thud.

"Tony? Are you okay?" I see him run into the street, wiping dirt from his pants.

"Yeah fine. I was... umm... at the wrong window. And I kinda tripped, too." He chuckles. I laugh, too.

"Ill be right there." I hang up the phone and run to the mirror for a quick check of myself before heading down stairs. Mom was in the kitchen with the radio on and I quietly opened and closed the door. I've sneaked out a couple times before. It's pretty easy for me.

I walk down the front stairs and see Tony leaning up against his car, arms crossed over his chest and a smile on his face.

"Hey. Long time no see." I walk over to him and he pulls me into a big hug, his chin resting on top of my head. I inhale his manly smelling cologne. "So what do you wanna do?" I ask, my face on his chest.

"I have an idea." He pulls away and opens my door for me, like always. I get in and we head off.

He drives me a short distance and then he pulls into a parking spot.

"The park?" I ask looking out my window at the empty playground and field.

"Come on." He gets out and grabs a blanket from the back seat. We walk to the middle of the field and he spreads out the blanket and sits down on it. "Sit." He pats a spot next to him, one arm propping himself up.

"Im not a dog." I fake pout and sit down anyway.

He points out to the horizon. The Sun was about setting, sending a beautiful mixture of pink and orange pastels through the clouds. "Wow." It was breath taking. "Its so beautiful."

" Just like you." He wraps an arm around me. I elbow his side a little. I'm not that into sappyness but I wasn't going to argue with him that he was wrong. "I can't remember the last time I watched the sun set. I mean, it happens every day. I guess I just take it for granted."

"Same." I lay my head onto his chest and get comfy.

Before long, the sun was gone and we had to go back home. It was the best time I've had in a couple days. But I fear that something bad will happen. It almost always does nowadays. Something amazing followed by something bad. For every positive, there's a negative. But the negative didn't come this time.

I went right to sleep after getting home. Thankfully, my mom didn't notice that I had left.
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School the next day flew by quickly. It was a bit awkward in social studies with Mike and stuff, and I have a feeling it will be awkward for a few days but I'll get use to that hopefully. After school I had to get ready for the appointment with Dr. Stent.

"What are you supposed to wear there?" I ask myself. I've been doing that a lot more lately, talking to myself. I think I'm just trying to get my mind off of the felling of needing to break out my sharp little old friend.

I pluck out a couple outfits. "Fancy? No. Casual." I hang up a dress I thought to wear. It took awhile but I finally decide on my favorite Nirvana tee shirt with the only black skinny jeans that I had with no holes."Who knew it was this hard to pick out an outfit for some stupid therapist." I sigh to myself.

Apperently Dr. Stent works for the hospital and not in some office building. I hate hospitals. I finally find a parking spot and walk into the newly renovated archway enterence. "Why would they need to make a hospital fancy looking. It's a hospital." I whisper to myself so no one over hears.

I go to a woman behind the front desk. "Umm... I'm here to see Dr. Stent."

She look up from her computer screen. Her eyes a deep green.
"He's just down this hall then the last hall to your right. There's a waiting room and you have to sign in."

"Thank you." I smile and walk down the long hallway. I've always been scared of hospitals. Just the smell gives me shivers.

I reach the end of the hall, a sign sticking from the wall says 'Psycology Unit'. I turn down the small hallway to the right. I sigh and sign in on a small clipboard before going to the small waiting room.

There are a couple people already sitting. That's when I notice someone. "Vic?" I ask. He was sitting reading an old magazine like the others in the room.

"Hey Taylor!" He responds getting up and pulling me into a hug. "Didnt expect to see you here."

"Yeah it's my first time. Whatcha doing here anyway?" I ask. I was surprised to see him there. He was always the one who cheered others up and he seems so happy all the time. Why was he here?

He sits back down and I sit next to him.

"Oh, you know. Shopping." He says sarcastically. "You?"

"Same." I laugh.

An awkward silence falls between us in a very quick amount of time. Until Vic breaks the silence. "He misses you, you know."

I sigh, knowing he was talking about Mike. "I know." Somehow I feel a wave of guilt. But I shouldn't be guilty for being with Tony instead of him.

"He won't shut up about you." he chuckles. "It's getting ridiculous."

"What does he say about me?"

"You really wanna know?" I nod and he sighs. "I don't know, just stuff like 'Shes so beautiful.', 'Why him? It's killing me.', and one other one that I don't really understand. Hes like 'She kissed back, I still have a chance.'."

My eyes grow wide. I think back to school in the hall when he kissed me to make me breath. I didn't kiss back did I?

"You know what that's about?" He asks.

"Umm... Yeah kinda." I rub my face. God. He's still into me?

"What does he-."

"Taylor Smith?" A woman in a blue smock interupts Vic.

"Ill explain later." I stand and go with the woman who takes me to a small office, 'Dr. Stent' was writen on the door. There was about three other doors with names of the other therapist on them.

"Miss Smith!" A man with a bushy beard stands up from his chair. He was probably in his mid thirties. "Great to meet your acquaintance!" He extends his hand and I politely shake it.

"Likewise." I sink down into the overly padded chair.

It was pretty awkward at first but I started opening up a bit. He was surprisingly easy to talk to. I don't know why though. Maybe the why he looked at me, caring filled his eyes. But I was still careful about how much I had opened up.

The hour was finally up and we said our goodbyes. I made an appointment for next week with the girl in the blue smock from earlier.
Vic was gone from the waiting room and now there was only an old woman who had came here with what looked to be her son from when I was waiting.

I find my way back to the enterence and leave to go home. I was feeling a tad bit better than before. Which I though was going to be difficult to do , but it was true. I wasnt completely okay yet and i don't think I can ever be completely 'okay'. But small steps towards it will work fine for now.

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