Seeing a therapist

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Clarrisa's POV 

I've been at the living room ever since my brothers left.

I was really uncomfortable. Everywhere look so serene and spacious. I'd defferent scary thoughts running through my mind.

What if that John could be somewhere around and comes back to hurt me? My sister hates me so I couldn't go back to the room.

but hours past and I started feeling pressed. I needed to urinate. I couldn't bear it so I left to living room and head to my room.

Getting there, I was flabbergasted to meet Rechel smoking on her bed. As the smoke struck my nose, I held my chest and starts coughing uncontrollably.

My sister just sat on the bed and was staring at me while I cough my eyes off.

"Will you stop being dramatic all the time?" She finally snaps.

Really she thinks I'm being dramatic?

"Wh..why you smoking against Antonio strict rules?" I asked nervously as I stopped coughing.

"And why should I listen to him? Is he my father?" She scoffed.

"He's not but he..he is our elder brother and father figure." I muffled and like flash, all the blood in her body rushed to her eyes. Her eyes was now pure red.

Conniption gripped me as I watched her slowly slurred down from the bed. What's with her now? What did I say wrong?

"Repeat what you just said." She groveled as she starts approaching me, so slowly for effect. I envisioned her as a walking demon and more dear surged through me.

"S...Stay away from me." I swallowed hard, taking slow steps back.

"And if I don't? Will you call your brothers on me?" She burst into a feet of laughter. Laughing so hysterical like a lunatic. I couldn't stand her. I turned back and ran out.

I ran all the way till I arrived  to the living room. Painting heavily and panicking like someone being chased by a lion, two people walked into the house. Antonio and Jayden.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Antonio asked instantly noticing my fear.

Before I could answer, I heard prodding footsteps and we all turn back to meet recheal who's just walked down.

With ciger in her hand, laughing like a phycho.

"My...my...Sister was trying to hit me. I guess" I stuttered out still shaking in fear because I haven't recovered from the panic attack she came me earlier.

"And...and it's that why you scared?? Jayden half-yelled. Anger and a glitch of frustration emanating from his scary facial expression. In as much as I tried not to, I still startled a bit at the suddenl out burst.

"Jayden keep your voice down" Antonio cautioned.

"Why the fuck would I?" Jayden riposted. "Look Antonio. If you keep pampering her she'll become something else. How could she be scared of her twin sister. I understand if she's scared of us but not her twin?"

"Remember they didn't grew up together jay." A voice suddenly hacked in and we turned to meet Liam and matoe walking into the house.

"Even at that. Getting scared of a kid of her age is absurd and to think aren't twin suppose to have some natural bond or something?" Finally one of my brothers is shoving the plain truth right on my face. No matter how they try to paint it, Jayden was like my ex-brothers.

Even worst cause my ex-brothers never looked this way. I fears Jayden with every fiber of me and right now I was crushing.

"That just explain that we aren't sisters. I ain't a part of this family!" Rechel suddenly shouted.

"Rechel give me that cigerrete now." Antonio demanded with a deadly stern.

"Why?"

"Just... Give it." Antonio growled but all his effort to collect the cigarette from recheal went down the drain. Surprisingly, Only Matoe took it at the end.

"Rachel, you are sisters. You are a part of this family. You both are being the way you are because you've both being through a rough life and it's affecting you in a different form." Antonio said calmly.

I was just plain crying and Liam was beside me cuddling me.

"Forse entrambi hanno bisogno di un terapista Antonio"Liam said In Italian.

[Maybe they both need a therapist Antonio.]

"Non forse. Hanno bisogno di uno che chiamo terapista di Rico Jayden. Domani andranno dal terapeuta.'"Antonio said.

[Not maybe. They do need one I'm calling Rico Jayden therapist. They are seeing therapist tomorrow.]

"NON HO BISOGNO DI UN TERAPEUTA, VA BENE. NON SONO PAZZO!" Recheal thundered to much of my bafflement. I was not just taken aback by her sudden outburst but the way she spoke Italian so fluently shocked the hell out of me and the rest of my brothers were too.

Silence settled in the Air as bafflement was etch on my brother's faces.

[n English: I don't need a therapist okay. I'm not crazy!] they look at her In suprise.

"You understand Italian?' Liam finally broke the silence, amazement evident in his voice.

"Bullshit question. I'm an intalian why won't I understand Italian?" She snapped and rolled her eyes.

No one retorts her. Antonio just sighs and continues in English. Somehow I was glad that my sister understood Italian at least with her saucy attitude, she'll exposing whatever my brothers says in Italian. Beside why would my brothers even try to outnumber me from their discussion?

"Anyways no one say you are crazy recheal. You both are seeing therapist it's for your own good dearies." And mattoe dropped the bomb. Was that what they've said in Italian? If it is then my sister's outburst is quite justified.

Why would we need a therapist? I'm not crazy. Besides being in any form hospital, creeps me for life.

While I stood there wallowing in my thought, scared to admit my objection, recheal insisted she's not seeing any useless therapist. yelling and shouting that she's no crazy Matoe was only one able to calm her down.

After the heat was down, Antonio decided I won't be staying in same room with recheal. He asked her to stay with mattoe while he asked Liam to take care of me. At least that was the only relieving information I've heard today. I was in great tension after the whole heat was down. I felt so traumatized.

My sister scaring me and hating me, Jayden yelling at me and mattoe saying we will go to a therapist. I don't know if I even wanted to go but do I have a choice. Jayden is already angry at me, I don't want to spite Antonio up. Liam helped subdue an incoming panic attack, he gave me water and kept cuddling me in his arms. He didn't bother me with talks and I was grateful. I was really grateful that I stayed in Liam's room for the night.

The next morning, I woke up to something restricting me. I tried to my hardest to move but couldn't move.

My heart started beating fast than normal, in that brief moment defferent thoughts skimmed through my mind. Am I gagged up and stuffed into the wardrobe by any of my brothers?

Or have I been taken back to my old brothers?

Those assumptions actually flushed down the drain when I decided to look down and found someone's arm wrapped around me. Cuddling me and holding firm towards him. I then remembered everything that happened yesterday.

The fight I had with recheal and how I was asked to sleep with Liam.

The knowledge of Liam wrapped his hands around me didn't give me a feeling of being held hostage but a sense of possession. My heart warmed at thought that my elder brother was being possessive of me that's why when I tried getting off bed, he kept pulling me back even while he was deep at sleep.

I felt protected, safe and loved. A smile made way to my lips. I wanted to remain like this In his arms for enternity, I mean I can't remember when last I was being cuddled like a baby—Probably when I was a baby.

But I was feeling a sting at my thigh so I needed to get up. Holding gently my brother's arm, I tried to take it off me carefully so he won't wake up but he jolts awake.

'Who's that?" His voice was a bit high, I sniffed a bit. "Oh it's you sweetie. You are awake already?" He removed his hands from my body paving way for me to sit up and he did same too.

"I'm sorry for waking you up" I said softly at Liam who was stretching and yawning on the bed.

"God! It's so early to be up do you usually wake up this early?" With his whiny tone of voice, I know he wasn't complaining. I didn't reply though. My eyes darted to the clock and I discovered it was just 5 AM.

After stretching himself out, Liam asked about how my night went of which I gave a general response. It was fine.

And Honestly it was, at least I didn't have any horrid dream last night. I slept peacefully.

"The fuck!" Liam suddenly yelled, I flinched a bit and trailing the Audience of his outburst, he was staring at my thighs which has blood sprinkles on it cause the stitches were loosed.

"You are bleeding clarrisa." He said and I just hummed. Worry  and panic was dramatically etched on his face, he looked so panicked as if I was dying. He got off the bed hurriedly and went to scramble through his wardrobe. He then came back with a first Aid kit.

"Brace yourself sweets..." he tells me as he settled the Kit before me. I felt so nervous as I saw the tools inside the kits. My mind was literally rising and falling, just the mere touch of his hand on my skin, I winced.

He mouthed a sorry to me and proceeds to peel out the stitches. I winched loudly this time as he ripped out the last part. When he started cleaning me up with iodine, I felt like hell.

Tears clouded in my eyes due to the pain. Liam told me to clench my fist tightly to lessen the pain and I did.

It worked a lot. After cleaning me up, he replaced the stiches with new ones. I was impressed at how skilled and fast he was. He was like a professional doctor.

"Thank you" I mouthed to him as he was done. "No, you don't have to thank me. Feeling better now?" He asked and I nodded.

He then smiled and suggested we go make some breakfast.

He did gave me an option to stay back in the room if I want that he'll just rush over it and bring me breakfast but I chose the first option. I somehow wants to be with Liam all the time. He'll the only brother I'm less scared off.

"So what would you love to eat?" Liam asked as we arrived at the kitchen. "Please say pancakes." Liam feigned a poppy face making me chuckle softly.

He doesn't need me to make an opinion before preparing breakfast though, I mean even though I'm a part of this family, I'm the youngest I basically have no say. Anyways I just muttered an "okay".

Like matoe did the other day, Liam didn't let me touch anything. He asked me to seat on the counter and let him do the job. "But why can't I join you?" I asked nearly  pouting. "Have you forgotten? You are a princess and princesses ought to be served." He said beaming with a bright smile. A chuckle escaped my mouth.

He got busy, gathering untesils. Hovering about getting one thing or the other.

"Wait... hope you aren't allergic to pancake?" He asked on a serious note as if something just dawned on him. I knew he reflected on the incident of the other day. I smiled and tells him I'm not. He confirmed many times before he finally believed me. Actually pancake is my favourite and I came to know it's Liam's favorite too.

While Liam was cooking, he kept telling me jokes and my laughter filled the kitchen. I was laughing my rips off but my tranquility moment was placed on hold when Antonio, one of my most feared brother walked into the kitchen. His presence gave me goosebumps.

He looked scary and exhausted as usual. "I was right. I knew I heard noise. What are you guys doing up this early?" Antonio asked casually.

"Well Clarrissa happened to be an early bird" Liam said humorously and Antonio roared with a brief chuckle.

"How was your night princess?" Antonio directed at me.

"It was fine" I muttered  bowing my head.

He reminded me about seeing  a therapist today, to be exact this morning so he asked me to get prepared and with that he left. The information made me so nervous and uneasy.

God! I've totally forgotten about seeing a therapist. I've never seen one before I don't even know how it worked, what will they do to me? No matter what it is the fact still remains, hospital will be involved and geez I hate hospitals it scares me big time.

Mum works as a doctor and the few times I've been there, I always see people with horrible condition. Eye sores, some even dies in my present.

Does Antonio really have to envenom the calmness I was feeling with Liam?

"Are you alright baby?" Liam frowned as we were already devouring the pancake and sipping the tea he prepared. I swallowed and nodded. I don't want to burden him with my unnecessary Panicking. He didn't push it even though his face shows he wasn't convinced.

"Now let's get you ready for your therapist baby." Liam said as we were done eating.

The mentioning of therapist made my heart churn but I just nodded and followed him to the room.

Liam prepared warm  bath for me. He went to my room brought some clothes for me to wear.

Now I was all set, clad in a trouser and hoodie.

we were about walking out of the room when I halt at the door. "What's wrong?" He asked turning to face him with a frown. "Is it alright if I don't want to see a therapist?" I sucked in a breath as I asked that.

"Why wouldn't you baby?" Liam asked gently.

"I have never seen a therapist before and I'm scared. I don't trust myself if I wouldn't do something to piss them up. I don't think I can handle whatever segment of therapist section."

Liam gazed at me for a while, he sighs and held my both my shoulders.

"Don't be scared clarrisa. No one is going to force you to do or say what you don't want to. Even if you piss your therapist up, he doesn't have the right to show it more or else hurt you. You aren't going to get hurt. You can be sure about that. Antonio wouldn't put you through something that will harm you. After everything you must have gone through in life, you need a therapist who'll help you get over your past, rid off your traumas and make you okay. Yeah that's the work of a therapist."

A part me was relieved as he said that I really want these traumas to stop. It's taking a toll on me and I really want it to stop. "But we aren't going To a hospital right?"

"Not really. We going to one of our medical centers." He said. I didn't ask anymore question and before we left the room, Liam deemed my hair messy. He helped me styled it into a beautiful French weaving and gosh I loved it.

Liam took two photos of me with his phone flattering me about being so such a damsel. He managed to leave a smile on my face before we walked down to a very spacious room.

It was Antonio room and it was first time I was being in his room and it so beautiful with all the blue designs.

He was on a phone call when we came. As he was done, he had something flattering to say about my hair style.

He asked Liam to go check if recheal was ready then he walked me down to the living room.

We actually met matoe and recheal already at the living room. Mattoe was standing before the window while recheal was on couch dead angry like she've just fought with someone.

SHe rolled her eyes the moment she saw me and Antonio.

"Wow... have you been waiting for long  recheal?" Antonio asked and that made Mattoe turned to face us.

He wanted to say something but stop as he saw me. "Wow you look so adorable clarrisa" he praised me with a stunned smile.

I thanked him.

After asking about my night and well being, he told Antonio he won't be going with him anymore to the therapist that he have something to do.

Then something dawned on me. I will be going alone with Antonio and my twin who hates me to some therapist that already creeps the hell out of me. I'll just die I know but thankfully, Liam showed up and on his own volunteered to go with us.

More like he requested to go with us and Antonio approved.

"Go get the car ready" Antonio instructed and Liam hopped out like a stag. "Now let's go Le mie regine"  Antonio said to both me and Recheal who hesitated before standing to follow us.

(My queens)

TBC...