A few days later - Therapy Session 10:30am
Cela's POV...
'Okay, let's dive straight in shall we?' the therapist looked between us, smiling. 'What is the status of your relationship as of right now?'
'We've been broken up since the night of Tierra's death' I told her, and she wrote it down in her notepad.
Marcel nodded in agreement.
'Okay, and have either of you been with somebody in this year period? Sexually?' She asked us, with her notepad at the ready, and I shook my head no quickly.
'That's not my thing' I started. 'I've not kissed or had sex with or even been with a boy since, between or after Marcel. I can't say he'll say the same' I explained, and Marcel started looking guilty.
I felt myself getting angry, but I composed myself. One of the rules of Couples Therapy was that we had to respect our partners feelings and refrain from anger, which was gonna be hard for both of us to do.
I then felt my phone buzz in my pocket, and I picked it up to look at what the message was. It was from Jahmir. 'You free to talk rn?' He asked me, and I sighed, before responding.
'I'm busy rn but I can talk later' I texted, putting my phone back into my pocket, and joining back into the session again.
'It's complicated' Mar said, and I squinted my eyes at him.
'What's complicated about it? Its a simple yes or no, have you seen anyone sexually since me or not?' I snapped at him, and then looked at the therapist to apologise. 'Sorry' I said, and she nodded.
'Yeah I have' he said, and I felt my heart sink into my chest. 'But Cee, you gotta understand that'-
'I'm done for the day, thank you' I said, standing up and picking up my purse, wearing it on my arm.
'Now Cela, wait a minute. Nothing will be resolved if you leave right now, why not stay and hear him out?' The therapist asked and I shook my head no, but then thought about it, and sat back down.
'In the last few months or weeks?' I asked him, and he looked away from me. 'Just be straight up with me Marcel, please' he looked at me.
'Days' he said, and I nodded.
'Okay' I said, feeling myself tensing up.
If that's what he wanted to do. If those were the games he wanted to play. Okay.
'Is there a reason for that Marcel?' The therapist asked, breaking the tense eye contact that me and Marcel held with each other, as he looked back to her.
'I been feeling alone man' he sighed, and I looked to the floor. 'I ain't have nobody around me, and no family. My wife left me, my daughter died, my momma died. A nigga gets lonely out here' he explained, and I looked to him, seeing tears fill his eyes, a side of him that I rarely ever saw.
The therapist continued to write down what Mar was saying.
'Okay. Cela, would it be okay if you just stepped out of the room for a few minutes? I'd like to speak to Marcel one on one?' She asked me, and I complied, getting up and leaving the room.
I sat alone with my thoughts, as I sat in the therapists' waiting room.
Marcel's POV - Solo Therapy Session...
'I wanted to delve in a bit deeper' the therapist started. 'You mentioned the loss of your mother and daughter and feeling alone? Could you please elaborate on that? If that's okay with you' she smiled to me and I nodded.
