Chapter 39

"WHAT?"

Confused voices screamed at me in a collective harmony that made me nervously chuckle before scooping out a generous amount of vanilla ice cream and stuffed it in my mouth.

All four women stared at me like i had just grown three different heads and i couldn't do anything more than shrug my left shoulder and turn my attention back into attacking the Delicious treat.

Mom snatched the spoon out of my hand and i looked up at her with a shocked face.

No one, and i mean no one can ever touch another person spoon while they are in the middle of enjoying a melting paradise. It is a sacred law in our little circle and she knows it.

"Don't look at me like that, young lady." Mom warned me before she stabbed my spoon in the tube infront of her.

"What the hell do you mean you have a date next week?" Asked MCs' mom.

"When did that happen?" MC added.

"My brother is responsible for this, isn't he?" and that one came from my aunt.

I raised my hand up to stop the women. Then, once they finally settled down, i gave an answer to each and every single one of them.

"First of all..." I looked at MCs' mom "It means i am going to meet a guy and go out to probably lunch or a movie."

I looked over to MC before i continued to answer her question.

"It happened the day i got suspended. I decided to use the free month_ without pay_ to explore more and find myself..."

I finally looked at my aunt and nodded my head.

"And last but not least, Yes. It was your brothers handy work. He offered me a date with his friends son and i though why not. So...next week."

The four of them kept staring at me. I looked back at each of their faces before shrugging again and pulled out the spoon out of the tube and scoop another bite.

"So...who is he?"

My mom asked and i shrugged again.

"I don't know really. All dad told me is that his name is Iven and he is a son of his friends' who had a rough life. That's all i know. I don't even know what he looks like "

"That's why it's called a blind date." MC commented as she nudged my shoulder with her own. "Good for you."

I nodded my head and turned my attention back to the ice cream.

When that night wasn't getting any younger and the ice cream started to melt and all the women started to yawn lik bunch of lioness, we decided to finally call it a night.

MC and i stayed in my room while my aunt and Mrs. Clown shared the guest bedroom.

***

Evens of the days that follow really sucked. I was stuck at home playing my video games while i wait out my month suspension with out pay.

I looked at the calendar across the room and remembered that i had to go to Dr. Goodmen- my therapist - who i haven't seen in almost a month.

Our sessions were never really urgent that i needed to see her every time but since things were getting good in my life, i was thinking that i would stop going there in all.

But now, sitting at home all depressed made me think that maybe i do need to visit her.

With a sigh, i fished my phone out from my sweat pants pocket and call her.

The phone rang three times before i heard her speak from the other side.

"Princi, what a nice surprise?"

She called out in her angelic voice and i couldn't help but roll my eyes. I know she is annoyed at me for constantly pushing out meeting back at the last minute. And she has every right to me.

I mean, people with real problems should be able to use the time the i constantly keep  giving up on. It did make me feel really bad.

"Hi." I breathed out and loaded up bunch of apologies but she cuts me off.

"Don't even think about saying your sorry. It's alright. I was actually thinking about calling you for a while now. I wasn't sure if you had completely stop needing my help."

I sighed. "No. That's not it. I'v been trying to figure things out by myself but...." I stopped mid sentence as i looked back through out all the tim she had helped me.

I have always went to her for some council, weather it was big or small. Which is why i don't ever remember making a mistake by my self.

Maybe, just maybe, i need to do things more by myself that lean on others to decide them for me. That way, i would learn from my own mistakes.

The first move was moving out from my parents house and that is already in motion. This will be the second.

"I have bee thinking that maybe it's time for me to stop coming in "

"Oh?" Said Dr. Goodmen.

"I am trying a new thing where i would be doing everything the way i want it. Weather it ends in a happy ending or a horrible one. I want o be able to make real mistakes and not have to discuss every depressing moment about them.

"You have been a rock to me, Dr. Goodmen. And for a long time too. But now, i think it's time i start leaning on myself."

I heard Dr. Goodmen chuckle.

"I am proud of you, Princi." She said "I knew one day you would grow put of your shell and decide for your self. Because i have told you already. You don't need a therapist, you need a bestie to help you through your problmes.

"Yes ..you did need councling before when you were a child, but you are a grown woman now. And i can see that your time with me has helped you grow eve more. I'm really happy we finally made it to this very moment. I do have to say though, i am going to miss you."

I smiled as she spoke to me.

"Thank you." I whispered in to the phone. "And... Me and the women like to get together one a month on Saturday to have ice cream and gossip. If you like...you are more than welcome to join us."