Ana's therapist

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Ana’s POV:

Pulling on a beautiful black dress, I looked at myself at the mirror and admired. The black dress fitted my ebony body perfectly. It was black less and it dropped down till my knees. This was the first time I didn’t look fat.

“You look amazing! Where are you going?” My mother asked as she walked inside her room where I was still going through her closet. I blushed at her remarks and turned around to show her my dress entirely.

“I’m going for a small event with my friend, no party!” I exclaimed. There was a major difference in attending an event and going to a party. My mother hated when I went out to parties because she knew that they’d cause me a lot of trouble, indeed they did.

“Oh really? That’s something nice to hear, I’ll send someone up to do your makeup then and take a nice purse.” My mother trailed off before leaving the room. My smile vanished away, all she ever cared about was reputation, she didn’t even see how happy I was for the first time.

Once I was all ready, I left and told the driver to drop me at Chase’s house which was just a few minutes away. Chase lived in a house just outside my community, he was from the middle class and his parents were quite stable but Chase loved selling drugs and ruining people’s lives.

I rang the bell of his house and his mother opened the door. Her face sparked with happiness and she invited me inside her house.

“Please come in, chase is going to take a bit more while because he is getting ready.” She said. I stepped inside the house and sat down with his mother.

She was a lovely woman and I really liked meeting her. Her conversations were the best and I always wished I had a mother like this.

Chase came down soon and I said my goodbye to his mother. We went inside his car and then drove off.

“You look nice,” Chase stated. He had never said something like this before.

“I know, thanks, in return for this, I want pills.” I exclaimed. “Now,” I added. I needed a return for this favor and since he troubled me a lot, I needed to do something too.

“You’re going to go inside the event high?” Chase asked, sounding a bit worried.

“Yes,” I replied. “But don’t worry, I know how to control myself. Just give me something strong, you know I get f****d up in middle of a crowd so it’s better that I stay high,” I added. I have social anxiety, wasn’t sure if I really had it but crowds made me nervous and anxious.

“Okay, chill! Here!” Chase exclaimed, he moved his hand down to his pocket and gave me a few pills. I took them instantly and exhaled out all the problems I was currently having.

“What is his event about though?” I questioned.

Chase sighed before replying, “It’s a medical event hosted by a medical school. My father got me inside this, and he wants me to study medicine in the future, which is totally gross. But we have bet and I had to attend this event so I got you along. I don’t want to bored,”

“Wow! You know I don’t like science,” I gritted with my teeth. I thought there were going to be hot guys and some wine in this event but I was completely wrong.

“It won’t be that boring though. It’s like a far and a ton of chicks will be there,” he winked at me.

I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. This was going to be the most boring day of my life. We stopped by a medical school or college that I never knew existed. They were many people surrounded around the grounds.

I went inside with Chase and we were taken to the VIP area where seating was provided. On this part of the event, they were many hot chicks just like what Chase said and they were serving fresh wine too.

Delicious.

I crashed on the couches with Chase and a server approached us with wine and some treats.

“Told you, it wouldn’t be that bad.” Chase said. As the delicious taste of red wine slithered down my throat, I couldn’t help but smile like a little crazy baby. Being high and drinking wine was the best combination ever. I felt like I was in the sky, floating on the clouds and I had an irritating bird next to me.

“You should go to those ladies,” I encouraged Chase so he would go to them and I would sit peacefully alone.

“Okay, I’m going to go shoot my shot.” Chase said as he got up.

“Say something ‘sciency’ to them,” I stated as he walked away. The ‘hot’ chicks seemed to be young enough for Chase. He was 20 so it didn’t matter. He was handsome too, he knew how to keep up good friendships but from deep down inside, he was horrifying. Only I had seen that personality of his.

My stomach grumbled and I stopped drinking wine. I got up and hazily walked inside the ladies washroom which was beside men’s washroom. I slammed the door and went inside. I looked at my self at the mirror, my eyes were bleeding red, my hands were shaking and I couldn’t understand anything.

I cried for a few good minutes. I don’t know what was happening to me or why, but all the bad memories were rushing in front of me. Thankfully, there was no one inside the washroom so no one could hear or see me.

Shakingly, I opened up my purse and pulled out something sharp. I needed to do something or these memories would get up to my head and they’d never leave me.

I cut my wrist out of spite and suddenly all the bad memories vanished away. All the horrible voices left me and I was in peace.

But my wrist was bleeding.

I was wearing a sleeveless dress, my entire palm was covered in thick blood and it kept on bleeding.

“f**k,” I cursed as I pulled out a whole lot of tissue papers. I cleaned my wrist, wrapped one around it even though it still continued to bleed, I wiped away my tears and rushed out of the washroom so I can get to Chase.

I needed to leave right now because I wasn’t feeling good, my legs were giving up and I was bleeding. Shouldn’t have taken those pills. This is what always happened if I didn’t take them properly.

As soon as I tried to run, I stumbled across a chest and I tried to stay awake but I couldn’t. It didn’t take a second more till I passed out or maybe died in a complete strangers arms.

3rd POV:

The man held Anastasia very close, he grabbed her hand just before she could fall down on the floor and then he noticed what had happened to her. She had passed out. The man confusingly drew his attention toward his own hand which was soaked inside a liquid also known as blood which was all over Ana’s wrist.

He immediately tightened his grip on her wrist and laid her down on the ground. With worry storming in his eyes, he pulled out his phone and called the ambulance. People collected around her and Chase got the news too.

Before the ambulance could arrive, the doctors inside the event bandaged up her wound but they couldn’t wake her up. She needed strength and that could be only given inside the hospital.

The ambulance came, Anastasia was taken and Chase went along with her too, he was crying because he couldn’t believe that Ana tried to commit suicide.

“Poor girl, I wonder what led her to commit suicide.” One of the doctors said to Mr. Wilson, a clinical psychologist and one of the highest paid therapist in the US.

Mr. Wilson turned around and walked back sindie the medical college where the event was closed down.

“It wasn’t suicide, if she wanted to die, she’d have done that a long time ago.” Mr. Wilson said as he looked down to his white shirt which was smeared up with Ana’s blood.

Back in the hospital, the ambulance arrived and Anastasia was taken inside a room. Chase was held outside with the staff. He was nervous and scared of what had happened with Ana.

“We will have to inform the police because this is a suicide case. Also, who are you to the girl?” One of the nurse’s asked Chase.

“I’m his friend,” He stated.

“Okay, can you give me her details and her parents numbers?” The nurse asked and Chase nodded his head.

He promised Ana to never tell her parents about anything she did. But what she did today was too terrible and out of fear, Chase spilled everything to her parents which included the drug abuse, alcohol abuse, and the self-harming issue she had since the past five years.

No one knew the reason why.