Cursed With Beauty (77)

To the Readers:
It's a struggle to pull the words out of me, I know exactly what I want to happen, I just don't know how to let you know. Writing about the wounds was just as torturous as experiencing them.. Apologies for the lack of courage.. Still hopeful <3!

Saeed:

Looking at JooJoo, I felt kind of betrayed. She could keep all the secrets she'd like, but not something that concerns us. She sat on the corner of the couch with her arms crossed. She looked everywhere except at me. Impatient, I placed my hand on the back of her knee and pulled her so she was laying down on the couch. In one move, I punch the couch right beside her head. "TALK!" I shouted when she closed her eyes to avoid confronting me.
I was furious, but she wasn't going to say anything. Frustrated, I look up only to find the librarian ready to kick me out. I held my head from exploding. I lost my temper and the only way I managed was to flip the tables I came across on my way out. I was also directed to principle's office after that.

After some calming down, my father had dragged me to a counsler. At his office, I wrestle my father trying to get out. " I don't need this, I'm not crazy." I struggle to get out of father's grip. "Let me go!" He threatens and slams the door behind him.

"Hello Saeed." He starts. "Don't look at me like that." I order. "You have 45 minutes, if you'd like to lie them down silently you can." "How could you ever help me." "I can't if you won't communicate properly.." He fixes his tie and smoothly seats himself. "You can either let me help, or you can go on this way, your choice completely."

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