"What do I do until then? The nightmares will keep coming?"
"I'm afraid so."
"Great," I mutter, deflated.
"Sebastian and Alexa are there for you. Lean on them. Talk to them about what's bothering you. When you have nightmares, tell them what happens in them. The more you open yourself up to what's happened, the quicker you'll start to heal."
"Okay. I'll try."
"What else is on your mind, Olivia? Anything new going on?"
"As a matter of fact… the other night Cam an I broke up… well, I broke up with him. It was time," I admit.
"We've agreed that we can be blunt with one another," Dr. Wheeler reiterates.
I nod. "Go ahead."
"Now that you and Cameron are no longer in a relationship, you're going to have to deal with your feelings for Sebastian—the ones you've been denying and repressing," he states candidly.
"Tell me something I don't know," I begin.
And the last thirty minutes are spent talking about Sebastian and the fact that I've always thought he was hot, the fact that he makes my girlie bits tingle, the fact that he makes my heart beat faster, and the fact that he makes me feel safe.
These last thirty minutes I confess everything and it feels good to finally admit it to Dr. Wheeler and to myself.
twelve
"Do you want togo to the game?" Bash asks.
"It's raining," I tell him, wrinkling my nose.
He frowns. "It should be snowing. Mother Nature's all kinds of fucked up."
"Apparently so. Is it okay if we skip the game?" I ask, not really wanting to get soaking wet sitting in the stands watching my ex-boyfriend play football—not to mention the fear of being in the area of the attack. I still have nightmares. They're easing up and Dr. Wheeler is helping. I honestly don't know how I'd have gotten through the last couple weeks without Dr. Wheeler, Lex, and Bash.
He shrugs "I'm good with skipping being chilled to the bone. This game is a no-brainer for them."
"That's what Lex said, but she still wants to go."
"You wanna go to the party after?" he asks.
"Sure. I finally feel presentable enough to be out in public," I admit. "And I'm pretty fond of my new nose—even if it is still bruised a bit."
"Love," Bash says, shaking his head. "You have nothing to be ashamed of. Whoever did this is the one who should be ashamedandthey should be locked up."
I nod. "The cops can't find anything but they said they're keeping their eye on Alison."
"The restraining order makes me feel better," Sebastian confesses. Him admitting that is a big deal.
I nod. "Me too."
"Livvy, I—"
The door opens and a livid Alexa comes storming in. She slams the door behind her, her fists balled up tight, her body rigid, and she lets out this angry scream the likes of which I've never heard before. It's pretty damn scary to see her this pissed.
"Whatis going on?" I ask.
"Are you sure you want to know? Because it's bad. Really bad. Really, really,reallybad and I can't believe it. I just can't—what the fuck?!" she shouts. "How… why…son of a bitch!"
