by Elisa Riley
"Shut up, I'm almost there." He grunted, slightly pulling at her ponytail as he repeatedly thrust in and out of her from behind. Chloe sighed with a stutter as she waited for Robert to climax. Soon enough, He was pulling out of her, aiming his cock at her pants as his come landed on her. "You should have aimed at the ground and not at me, I don't want to be walking around with Come on my shorts." Chloe mumbled, dabbing at the white liquid on her shorts as she pulled it up her legs. Robert quietly laughed as he brought his pants back up his legs, buckling the belt back up. "did you come?" He asked her as they were now fully clothed.
No.
"Yes." She mumbled and He smiled in satisfaction.
"Robert, Hun, We're leaving." They could hear his wife calling for him as she now turned into the isle spotting Robert talking to the frail teenager.
"Oh, hello.. You must be?" Mackenzie extended her hand out to Chloe, instantly getting suspicious as she stared at Robert and the girl whom she's never seen before.
"This is Chloe, My patient I was telling you about." Robert quickly intervened, referring to Chloe simple as only his patient.
"Oh! How lovely to meet you." His wife gushed, before grabbing a hold of Robert's arm.
As if on cue, Daniel had finally spotted Chloe after looking everywhere for her.
"Babe, I found the books. Did you know they have over 100 names for weed? Who would've knew!" Daniel neared her and Chloe wanted to face palm for what he's said out loud. "Who's this?" Daniel asked as he looked at Robert and his wife. It was only then, Daniel had notice it was the guy from the cafe just last week who was giving Chloe some trouble at the counter. "I'm Robert, Chloe's therapist." Robert spoke and Chloe grit her teeth, staring wide eyed at Robert for sharing such information without her consent. She didn't want anyone finding out that she attends therapy sessions let alone that she had such terrible problems that she needed counseling for it. "Therapist? Rose, You go to therapy?" Daniel asked and Chloe blushed a dark red, her face heating up from anger.
"Thanks a lot, Robert." She spat, grabbing Daniel's arm as she walked away from him and his wife. How dare Robert just spill personal things like that to Daniel!
"Why do you go to therapy?" He asked and Chloe felt like crying.
"I don't.." she denied it and Daniel scoffed.
"Just tell me. I tell you everything, I promise I won't Tell anyone." He hushed her, stopping her from crying out as he brought her into his arms. She sighed, holding back the tears that formed in her eyes as she looked up at Daniel. She knew she could trust Daniel. "I..My aunt made me go to therapy because I.. I'm in there because of sex." She finally admitted and Daniel's eyes seemed to light up as he looked down at her, staring into her brown eyes. "What, like you.. You have too much sex.. you're a sex addict or something?" He asked, his eyes beaming with happiness. If Chloe was his, he wouldn't mind the everyday sex. He would love it, He could mend her problems instead of letting her go to therapy for something that he could handle with just his fingers. "Yeah.. or something." Chloe muttered.
I am not a slut.
"How was school?"
Why do people ask this question. They’re never going to get an honest answer out of it, so why waste your breath on asking this impeccable question. There's only two answers and that's all there will ever be; It was good. It was shit.
"It was shit, Abbie, It was fucking shit."
Chloe stabbed at the mash potatoes that sat on her plate as she tried to make the time pass. The dinner table was quiet, Abbie and her boyfriend Josh looked at each other with concern. Josh coughed uncomfortably as he set his fork down, looking at Chloe.
"Well, Perhaps tomorrow will be different. Besides, you're almost done with school." Josh spoke. Chloe looked at him through her thick eyelashes, before rolling her brown eyes.
"Yeah, Three more months until I'm away from you both and this Shit place." She Bluntly spoke as she got up from her seat, leaving her mess on the table. She walked down the hall and into her room, where she took out a lighter. She held the lighter at the end of the blunt in her hands as she lit it.
Chloe was so numb and her bottoms hurt like hell from Robert's earlier behavior, not to mention that she had a heavy white stain on the back of her jean shorts that had to be washed out. She was so angry with Robert; One, because he had told Daniel about therapy, and two because he took her up at a library. She looked down at her bed, looking at the paperbacks sprawled out on the comforter. She picked one up, opening it, looking at the various pictures of pot.
"God dammit, Chloe, It reeks of drugs in there!" Abbie knocked at her door. Chloe rolled her eyes, picking up the remote to her stereo as she turned on the music, blasting it loud so that Abbie's calls would be drowned out.
Chapter 7
Chloe grumbled under her breath as she neared the all too familiar office.
It was Tuesday.
She wasn't ready to face Robert, she didn't want to. She still couldn't get over the fact that Robert had shared personal information with Daniel. It wasn't really about that, she was worried that Daniel would tell someone and word would get out that she's in therapy because of sex. But it wasn't like that.
"Chloe, please come in." Laura gestured her to the leather seats. Chloe was surprised to see Laura instead of Robert. Laura must've seen Chloe's face as she answered a question that wasn't even asked.
"Robert's coming soon. I'm here today because I need to speak with the both of you." Laura calmly spoke, although it didn't seem to calm Chloe.
What if she knows what happened between us? What if she's here to fire Robert and send me to a different therapist? Fuck, we're totally screwed.
"Well, What is it you need to speak to us about?" Chloe played it cool, taking a seat as she stared at Laura for any giving away looks. Laura looked at her briefly, her eyes narrowing and adjusting to the frail teenager in front of her as she toyed with a paperweight, rolling it between her fingers.
"Why so anxious?" Laura asked in slight suspicion. Laura thought Chloe was on edge maybe because she has been skipping sessions and Robert was kind enough to let us slide. However, That was definitely not the case.
"I...I'm anxious to get out of this hell hole you call in an office. I just want to get today's session over with and go home. I have a school project that needs to be turned in and sitting here having this lovely chat with you is wasting my fucking time." Chloe scoffs, knowing well that her cursing would distract Laura from questioning her any further.
"Don't swear at me, Chloe." Laura points a finger at her, sighing before leaning back against the chair and rubbing at her temples. Never in her life has she ever had a patient such as crude and arrogant as Chloe, but then again, She couldn't blame her. Knowing her story behind those warm brown eyes, she knew full well that Chloe had every right to act the way she does, Laura just sometimes wished that Chloe would be more kind to her is all.
Chloe grumbled under her breath, leaning back against the leather sofa with her arms crossed against her chest as she waited impatiently for Robert to arrive. She just wanted today's session to be over with.
Robert walked in with a brief case in one hand and some sort of an organic drink in the other hand as he glanced down at his shiny dress shoes.
"Chloe, let’s make today a quickie, I have to-" Robert looked up, stopping in mid-sentence as he spotted Laura sitting down with pursed lips and her hands crossed neatly on her lap.
"Hello, Robert." Laura greeted, gesturing to sit next to Chloe. Robert could only nod, wondering why Laura was here at his office as he set his drink and paperwork aside, sitting down next to Chloe.
Once Laura had both Robert's and Chloe's attention, she began speaking much to Robert's horror. Laura questioned why there hadn't been much notes on their sessions and why Chloe's file was basically empty. Robert tried multiple times to muster up an excuse but nothing came out of his parted lips. As much as Chloe despised Robert for what he was doing to her, she didn't want to leave him under the spotless of Laura, she f
elt the need to help him out.
"Well it's not my fault that I don't want spill my life to a stranger, I Mean what the fuck do you expect me to do, I don't want to fucking be here, so I don't need to fucking talk to him." Chloe spit, making Laura raise her thin eyebrows at the troubled teen.
"You're here because you need help, if you want to talk to Robert, you won't get anywhere and will be in here longer. Is that why there's no notes, Because Chloe refuses to talk to you?" Laura looked over at Robert and he instantly nodded, going along with Chloe's little outrage.
"Yes, she's always stubborn and doesn't say much other than cursing at me. I didn't feel the need to tell you because I thought I could break down her walls and get through her, but I obviously can't, not by myself at least." Robert slightly pouted, Laura believing his lies straight away, knowing what is was like to be cursed at by Chloe.
"Gosh, Chloe, if you want to get out of here faster, you will need to cooperate with Robert otherwise I might as well schedule you for Saturday's also." Laura murmured and Chloe's eyes widened. she didn't want any more sessions with Robert, she was quite sick of having to bend to Robert's standards and let him roughly fuck her, plus Saturday's was basically her only day off of school, she was busy on Sunday because Abbie wanted Chloe to start going to church.
"No, I'm sorry, I'll start cooperating, Just please- Don't make me come in on Saturdays." Chloe was quick to blurt out her words. The way she had pleaded and phrased her words, Laura's suspicion arose once again. She knew that Chloe didn't like the sessions, but the way she said it made it sound like she didn't want to be here because of Robert.
"Alright, just please, try to communicate better with Robert. You don't need a session today, but what I want is to have a chat with you, Chloe." Laura said, mumbling that Robert was allowed to leave. Without another word, Robert grabbed his things and left the office.
"Is that really why there is no notes on you or any recordings of your sessions with Robert?" Laura asked Chloe. Chloe stilled, mentally cussing herself.
"Yes, why wouldn't it be, you think I'm lying?" Chloe scoffed, her nerves jumping around in her body.
"No it's just.. Did Robert ever try to touch you?" Laura asks and Chloe chokes on her own spit, nearly losing her damned mind.
"What?"
"You know, Has Robert ever tried sexually touching you? I need to know if that's the case, Chloe, because if it is-"
"No, God, why would you assume something like that? I mean, he's my therapist for Christ's sake, He's supposed to helping me, not hurting me." Chloe felt this weird feeling at the pit of her stomach, she didn't exactly know why she had defended Robert and had protected his lied from Laura. Chloe could've easily told Laura that Robert was indeed using her sexually, but for some odd reason, Chloe didn't. It sickened her knowing that Robert was hurting her and not helping her like she had mentioned, How could someone ever do this to a person? He was corrupting Chloe and it was just beyond sickening.
"I just, I don't know forget I even mentioned that," Laura sighed, her mind trying to believe Chloe's words but she had this weird feeling about Robert since the day he first met Chloe and they had hugged at the end of the day. Maybe she was just being a bit over protective. She Couldn't much admit this aloud, but she cared for Chloe deeply. She knew what it felt like to be Chloe, she knew of her situations simply because she used to be in that situation herself when she was younger. She just wanted to help and make sure no other girl would have to go through that traumatizing shit in their life.
"You're free to go," Laura dismissed Chloe. Chloe quickly left, swinging her backpack over her shoulder as she fled to the elevator and down to the lobby where Daniel was waiting for her. She figured since they were going to work on the project today and he was her ride, he might as well drop and pick her up from therapy since he sort of had an idea about what was going on with her sessions.
"Rose, Baby," He pressed a kiss to Chloe's lips and her eyes widened as she pushed back from him and slapped him right across the face.
"Don't kiss me," She mumbled angrily. Daniel wasn't her boyfriend, so it was weird when he had his hands around her waist and his mouth pressed against hers. He rubbed his cheek, a quiet laugh escaping his lips as he went on, pretending as if she hadn't just slapped him.
"Why'd you kiss me?" Chloe asked as they walked to Daniel's station wagon, each of them getting in. They pulled out of the parking lot and began driving towards Chloe's house.
"Because you're beautiful and I felt like it.. And because your weird therapist kept staring at you. I wanted him to make sure he knew that you're mine." Daniel shrugged, telling Chloe the truth. Chloe hadn't even known that Robert was still there at the building, let alone did know that Robert was quite pissed off having to see Chloe kissing another guy other than him.
"You're weird, he's my therapist, he isn't like that. Besides, I am not yours." Chloe stated, leaning back against the seat with her arms crossed against the seatbelt and an amused look playing within her face.
"You are mine, though. I think you kind of even know it in your heart that you are, admit to yourself, Rose." He says and a smile etches it way up to Chloe's face.
She couldn't admit it, but Daniel made her feel unconditionally special. He always told her how pretty her hair looked and what he absolutely adores about her, even though he barely expresses any emotions to anyone else. No one has ever said done or said that to her. No one has ever held her books for her or personally went to the store to get some flowers and chocolates for her. No one, except for Daniel.
"Gosh, you're so annoying." Chloe mumbled, her cheeks tinting red. Even with all that being said, she still continued to maintain her annoyance towards Daniel, not giving into him like he wanted her to.
They pulled up at her house and were soon laying down on her bed with cannabis paperbacks sprawled across her sheets and their laps. Daniel pulled out His bong named Bubbles out from his school bag as he murmured something along the lines of "Since we're doing a project on weed, might as well experience it right now."
Chloe's room had a heavy stench of the mellowed out drug, each taking turns using Bubbles. It wasn't long before the books were shut and Daniel was pulling Chloe onto his lap.
"You got so mad at me earlier when I kissed you, you slapped me pretty hard." Daniel chuckled, his hands peeking under Chloe's shirt a bit as he rubbed the pads of his thumbs on her skin at her waist.
"Mhm,"
"Would you be mad if I kissed you again?" He asked, his eyes blood shot red as he stared at Chloe. Chloe couldn't quite think clearly, Her mind was hazy and all she could think about was how her lips felt on Daniel's earlier, she admits that it was quite lovely.
"No." She whispered and just like that, Daniel has moved a bit forward his lips touching hers as he groaned lightly into her mouth. There was so much need and desperation in the kiss, their tongues lapping at each other and their breathing becoming erratic as Daniels hands traveled beneath Chloe's shirt, cupping her bra in his large hands. that's when Chloe drew the line, pulling back from him.
"We need to get back to the project," She murmured.
"No we don't," Daniel stated but Chloe insisted that they needed to get the project done, trying to avoid the idea of having sex with Daniel. Daniel seemed to want answers as he asked why she had allowed his to kiss her but not go any farther than that.
"I just don't feel up to fucking right now," Chloe said, rather annoyed that she came with a stupid package of having a bad history involving sex. I am not a slut.
"Why not? I'm tired of wanking off to a picture of you, I want to be buried inside of you right now. I'm horny as fuck, Rose." Perhaps the weed had made his confidence boost as he would of never admitted to jerking off to Chloe's yearbook picture. Chloe only stared at him with wide eyes and her mouth slightly agape.
"Well, like I said, I don't feel up to fucking. Can't we just make out and not do anything further than that?" She asked and Daniel sighed.
"I thought
you were addicted to sex or something, why don't you want to do it now?" He frowned and Chloe's chest felt heavy.
"I just, I don't feel up to it. I don't want to talk about it anymore. Let’s just do the fucking project, Okay?" Chloe mumbled, grabbing her stereo remote and turning on her loud music, hoping to irritate Abbie who was surely on the other side of the door, her ear cupped to the door listening onto their conversation.
"Okay, I understand." Daniel was kind enough to not be a jerk and demand sex from her. Instead he just pressed a kiss to Chloe's temple and sat back, opening up a book. This sweet gesture had only made her more fond of Daniel, he respected her body and she was quite happy about that. She had said no and he respected that, she was sure Robert wouldn't.
Chapter 8
"We're going to be talking about pain today." Robert spoke, his hands grasping a hold a gel pen and a thick note pad.
Chloe knew that today's session would mostly contain Robert trying to take as much notes as possible considering that they were both called in by Laura just the other day. And as she watched Robert jot down notes as she spoke, she couldn't help but help feel as if this was all new to her; Like Robert hadn't used her for sex, like they were just meeting and it was the first of a session. Watching Robert listen to her intently, word after word, she felt like Robert had really cared. Perhaps he was scared of losing his job, or maybe he had a soft spot for Chloe other than his infatuation with her body. "Have you ever been hit as a child?" He asks her.
