Kelly
Knock Knock Knock
"Come in." Emmetts' voice called from the other side of the door.
I took a deep breath and slowly opened up his office door, slipping inside and closing it behind me. Emmett peered up from the mountain of books on his desk, a pair of readers sitting on the tip of his nose.
"Kelly. What a surprise." He said, pulling off his glasses and sitting back in his chair.
"Do you have a minute to talk?" I squeaked out, taking a hesitant step forward.
"I don't have any more pills for you to steal if that's what you are looking for." He said casually.
"I'm sorry for that. But no, that's not why I'm here...I-I need help." I started to cry. "I want to get better. I need to. And I don't know who else to turn to."
Emmett nodded, mulling something over. "You'll need to
