how I’m doing I end up a crying.
“I’m doing alright, just left my appointment with Dr. Willow. She said everything is healing well. Now I’m on my way over to Dr. Wilcott’s office.”
“Well I’m glad to hear you’re feeling better, sweetie. I’m going to try and fly back in next week for a day or two.”
“Sounds good, I can’t wait to see you. Hope the tour's going well. I’ve been stalking your website and twitter. The fans seem to love the new single.”
“Yeah, we’ve sold out at every event! We’re having a blast, but sad we can’t be there with you.”
I talked to her a few more minutes. I’m grateful she kept the conversation light. I think she knew if she asked about anything else I would lose it. I’m nervous enough about my first appointment with Dr. Wilcott. I don’t want to walk into her office looking like a complete and utter mess.
Pulling up to the curb, Alec parks the car and comes around to open the door for me. Taking my hand, he helps me out. My pain medicine is starting to wear off so the pain in my ribs is increasing. As soon as we enter the towering building, I excuse myself to use the ladies room. Shutting myself into one of the bathroom stalls, I dig my bottle of meds out of my purse. Washing it down with my bottle of water, I walk over to the mirrors to check how I look.
Gently I run my fingers through the wig, smoothing my loose red ringlets. I apply a fresh coat of lip gloss, and head back out to the lobby. Standing at the elevators, I find Dr. Wilcott’s name. She’s on the twelfth floor. I hate having Alec following me around everywhere because it draws attention to me. I appreciate it because I feel safe with him around, but I hate the feeling of everyone’s eyes on me.
It doesn’t help that most people already know who I am, and now, because of the new broadcasts over the last week, everyone now knows what happened to me. So seeing me heading up to a psychiatrist office will definitely cause rumors to spread quickly. Stepping into the elevator, I make my way towards the back, away from everyone. I am a ball of nerves right now. I just keep staring at my cell phone, scrolling through my text messages with Kayden this morning. Doing anything to distract myself from what I’m going to be dealing with the moment I step into her office.
***
Chapter Five
***
Walking into Kayden’s office building, I feel a little less anxiety. My appointment with Dr. Wilcott went better than I expected. She’s actually really easy to talk to. After a good long cry in her office, I feel rejuvenated. She understands my fear of taking medications, so didn’t push the subject of antidepressants. She said the more I get out during our sessions, the better I’ll feel, which I for one am happy about because I just want to get back to my life.
Waving to the front desk, I make my way towards the wall of elevators. With Alec right behind me, we head up to Kayden’s office on the twenty-fourth floor. I was thrilled when I texted him on my way out of my appointment and he said his schedule was open for the next hour. He’s been on work overload the last few days catching up from being out last week.
Stepping off the elevator I’m bursting with excitement to wrap my arms around Kayden. After such a stressful morning, I need to be in his arms so I can feel safe and like everything will be okay. Kayden is like my life preserver right now, the only thing keeping me from drowning in a sea of
gloom.
“I’ll let Kayden know you’re here.” Dionne, his secretary says cheerfully, smiling up at me from her immaculate desk.
“Thanks.” I flash a small smile and turn to follow Alec into the waiting area. Taking a seat in the far corner beside Jerome, Alec picks up a magazine and flips it open. He looks up at me over the magazine, “When you’re ready to go, Miss. Livingston, just let me know.”
“Thanks Alec,
“I’m doing alright, just left my appointment with Dr. Willow. She said everything is healing well. Now I’m on my way over to Dr. Wilcott’s office.”
“Well I’m glad to hear you’re feeling better, sweetie. I’m going to try and fly back in next week for a day or two.”
“Sounds good, I can’t wait to see you. Hope the tour's going well. I’ve been stalking your website and twitter. The fans seem to love the new single.”
“Yeah, we’ve sold out at every event! We’re having a blast, but sad we can’t be there with you.”
I talked to her a few more minutes. I’m grateful she kept the conversation light. I think she knew if she asked about anything else I would lose it. I’m nervous enough about my first appointment with Dr. Wilcott. I don’t want to walk into her office looking like a complete and utter mess.
Pulling up to the curb, Alec parks the car and comes around to open the door for me. Taking my hand, he helps me out. My pain medicine is starting to wear off so the pain in my ribs is increasing. As soon as we enter the towering building, I excuse myself to use the ladies room. Shutting myself into one of the bathroom stalls, I dig my bottle of meds out of my purse. Washing it down with my bottle of water, I walk over to the mirrors to check how I look.
Gently I run my fingers through the wig, smoothing my loose red ringlets. I apply a fresh coat of lip gloss, and head back out to the lobby. Standing at the elevators, I find Dr. Wilcott’s name. She’s on the twelfth floor. I hate having Alec following me around everywhere because it draws attention to me. I appreciate it because I feel safe with him around, but I hate the feeling of everyone’s eyes on me.
It doesn’t help that most people already know who I am, and now, because of the new broadcasts over the last week, everyone now knows what happened to me. So seeing me heading up to a psychiatrist office will definitely cause rumors to spread quickly. Stepping into the elevator, I make my way towards the back, away from everyone. I am a ball of nerves right now. I just keep staring at my cell phone, scrolling through my text messages with Kayden this morning. Doing anything to distract myself from what I’m going to be dealing with the moment I step into her office.
***
Chapter Five
***
Walking into Kayden’s office building, I feel a little less anxiety. My appointment with Dr. Wilcott went better than I expected. She’s actually really easy to talk to. After a good long cry in her office, I feel rejuvenated. She understands my fear of taking medications, so didn’t push the subject of antidepressants. She said the more I get out during our sessions, the better I’ll feel, which I for one am happy about because I just want to get back to my life.
Waving to the front desk, I make my way towards the wall of elevators. With Alec right behind me, we head up to Kayden’s office on the twenty-fourth floor. I was thrilled when I texted him on my way out of my appointment and he said his schedule was open for the next hour. He’s been on work overload the last few days catching up from being out last week.
Stepping off the elevator I’m bursting with excitement to wrap my arms around Kayden. After such a stressful morning, I need to be in his arms so I can feel safe and like everything will be okay. Kayden is like my life preserver right now, the only thing keeping me from drowning in a sea of
gloom.
“I’ll let Kayden know you’re here.” Dionne, his secretary says cheerfully, smiling up at me from her immaculate desk.
“Thanks.” I flash a small smile and turn to follow Alec into the waiting area. Taking a seat in the far corner beside Jerome, Alec picks up a magazine and flips it open. He looks up at me over the magazine, “When you’re ready to go, Miss. Livingston, just let me know.”
“Thanks Alec,
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