Chapter 30

                                    

                                          
Catherine's Pov.
                          
We got on a plane and went home and I went to my room and fell asleep by Nash.
                          
I woke up the next morning and I still felt terrible. I got up and didn't wake Nash. I called and decided to get help from a therapist. I got ready and left that morning before anyone got up. I went to this huge house in Los Angeles, California. I got there and it was 8:00 a.m. I knocked on the door and a butler, I guess, answered. 
                          
Butler: Hello. You must be Catherine Dallas. Please come in.
                          
Catherine: Thank you.
                          
I went inside and the house was like a mansion. I followed the butler to the therapist's room.
                          
Butler: So why is a young woman like you here?
                          
Catherine: I just need some answers and help.
                          
Butler: Well I hope you find what you're looking for. He is right in here.
                          
The butler opened a door and I went inside. The therapist's name was Carter Knoxville. He has the best reviews so I think he can help me. He is in his 50s by the way.
                          
Catherine: Hello?
                          
Carter: Catherine! Hi! Please lay down on the couch.
                          
I laid down and he sat beside me in a chair and had a pen and a big notebook.
                          
Carter: Well lets get started. We talked on the phone about yourself. So tell me, why do you need mt help?
                          
Catherine: I just need some answers and help. About myself.
                          
He started writing and I ignored it. He told me he would be writing everything I say down or most of it.
                          
Carter: Alright well what do you want to know?
                          
Catherine: Well, if I have depression or something and if I can get rid of it or if I have to deal with it.
                          
Carter: Okay, well have you ever cried at night repeatedly?
                          
Catherine: Yes.
                          
Carter: Have you ever cut?
                          
Catherine: Yep. I just cut myself last night. But that's not the first time.
                          
Carter: Have you ever wished you were dead?
                          
Catherine: Yes.
                          
Carter: Do you feel sad most of the time?
                          
Catherine: Yes.
                          
Carter: What do you think started these feelings of sadness?
                          
Catherine: When my fiancé died 2 hours after we got engaged and when I lost his baby.
                          
Carter: Oh. I've never heard that one. I'm sorry. Has anything else happened lately?
                          
Catherine: Well, I got into a fight with my brother and I almost died cause I tried to run away. He called me a slut ans that put me down. Two days ago I got raped and it made me feel like I don't deserve to live. I don't know why exactly, but it did.
                          
Carter: Okay well um by my observations, you definately have depression. Suicidal depression. It is very common in girls and even boys your age. There are pills you can take, but usually when people take them and they run out, they feel like there pain has gotten worse. Not for all people though. So they might work.
                          
Catherine: Where can I get them?
                          
Carter: I'll send an email to your doctor and he will call you and he will give them to you. But thats my therapy so I do hope you feel better. The last person I had here that was famous was Robin Williams. But that was a LONG time ago. I hope this helps you though. You are to young to die. Trust me you are.