Forgive Me- Part 2

Amelia’s POV

The next morning I woke up early and angry. I was exhausted and I just wanted to sleep and now I have to go and face Callum knowing that I wasn’t able to do what I wanted for him. After the fight I had with Jaime I couldn’t bring myself to bring it up again to try and avoid another. I hate fighting, especially with Jaime so I don’t think I could handle going through that again. On the plus side I was smart enough not to tell Callum about what I was going to do so at least he wouldn’t be disappointed.

I finally brought myself to climb out of Jaime’s tight embrace not before giving him a quick kiss and saying goodbye knowing that he would be passed out until long after I leave. I got dressed and headed downstairs. I grab an apple before I head for the front door knowing that Jaime would kill me if I forgot to eat again. He’s caught me out on several occasions and he was never happy when he found out. It’s not like I do it on purpose but still, in his words ‘you need to be more careful!’. At one point he threatened not to go on tour because he was scared of leaving me here in case I kept forgetting to eat.

The drive to work was quick and soon I was sitting in my office chair flipping through my old notes on my patients before any of them arrived; making sure to keep checking my computer to see if the receptionist notified me of Callum – my first client of the day – to arrive. Though I tried not to let on to any of my colleges, I was extremely anxious about seeing him today. Even though I never said anything to him about it I feel extremely guilty over not fulfilling my mental promise to him. Too soon, Mary the receptionist emailed me saying that he was here. I quickly asked her to send him through if he remembered the way to my office and to let me know if he didn’t.

After about two minutes there was a light knock on the door.

“Come in” I call. The door basically flies open and Callum comes almost at sprinting pace across the room and hugs me tightly. “Umm, hello to you too…?”

“Sorry!” he pulls away quickly after I spoke having probably noticed my awkwardness.

“Why so affectionate today?”

“I just- I owe you so much! I can’t believe you did that for me!” I look at him dumbfounded. What did I do?

“Huh?”

“Getting me the tickets; I can’t believe that I actually got to talk to Jaime, seriously almost had a heart attack!”

“What?”

“Did he not tell you? I thought it was your idea…” now I wasn’t the only one looking confused.

“Okay, let’s start this again, go shut the door, come sit down and them tell me exactly what happened.”

Callum nodded and headed over to the door. While he did so I situated myself on the couch opposite where Callum had sat last week, I sat with my legs crossed beneath me being careful to make sure my dress was sitting nicely all around me and leaned back into the couch. Even though I had to dress professionally, I found that my clients preferred if I sat like a normal human being and not like a scientist who was studying them. Callum instead of sitting where he did last week sat on the opposite side of the couch to me and mirrored the way I was sitting.

“Okay” I said “Explain”

“Well, the day after our first session, well night after really, it was like 11 when I got the call, but anyway, my phone rang and it came up with your number. To say I was shocked would be an understatement but then it wasn’t even you! It was Jaime!”

“He called you?”

“Yea! He said you spoke to him and told him what happened to my tickets, he got me some new ones and I just have to tell them my name at the gate and they’ll let me in. This way my mum can’t do it again! Also he said he loved my artwork! Thanks for showing him that”

“He seriously did that?”

“I can’t believe you didn’t know”

“I was scared to bring it up again…”

“Yea he said you had a fight.” He looked into his lap “It was my fault wasn’t it?”

“No, definitely not, it was going to happen eventually, I just didn’t realise that he actually did it for me”

“Yea I was definitely not expecting that phone call. I have no idea how to repay you for that”

“You have nothing to repay me for, you had already paid for the tickets, and it would be unfair if you didn’t get to go”

“Still, it was definitely not what I was expecting when I organised to come here”

“Shit! Right, I’m working, sorry! I’m wasting your money right now” I laugh light heartedly

“Nah it’s cool, I actually like coming here, I was terrified at first but it’s not as bad as I was expecting, you're actually a human being”

“Why were you so scared of coming?”

“I dunno; I just don’t like the idea of spilling my guts you know? Like I don’t want you to say I’m crazy and then send me to a mental hospital or anything…”

“Trust me, I doubt there is anything you could say to shock me, plus, I’m not here to tell you you’re crazy, I’m here to try and help you though your problems . Psychiatrists are the ones who tell you you’re nuts”

“So you’re not going to send me to a mental hospital?”

“No I am not going to send you to a mental hospital. I don’t even talk to anyone about what you say in this room unless I am genuinely scared for your safety or the safety of someone else”

“Oh, okay then.”

“Feel better about chatting about it then?”

“I dunno, it’s hard to know where to start”

“It always is. How about tell me how you’re feeling right now. Forget about every other day and just focus on right now.”

“Well, I’m happy to be here because you’re easy to talk to but I’m also scared about talking at the same time”

“What about talking scares you?”

“well, I don’t know how to say anything the way I really want to and I dunno, I’ve just never let anyone in before and the thought of having someone else knowing what's happening in my head scares me…”

“Okay well that’s fair enough. It’s your mind and you don’t want people making judgements. But I won’t judge. I promise you that I will never judge you for what goes through your mind okay? Never.”

He just nods and continues to look down at his lap.

“How about I give you some simple homework then?”

“What?” the look of shock that crossed his face was hilarious.

“Yep, that’s right, I’m giving you homework”

“And here I was thinking you were cool” he chuckled. I was glad to have eased the tension a bit; I don’t think it’s a good idea to go too deep with Callum this early, I think he needs to take his time but I do need to have a bit of an idea of what I’m dealing with.

“All I want you to do is keep like a thought journal. You only have to put in like one sentence a day but I want them to be real. No ‘I feel like some chocolate. That’s cheating. Deal?”

“I guess that I can do that…”

“Awesome, now if it gets to next week and you really don’t won’t to share what you’ve written I don’t mind, I won’t read it, but it will help me to understand a bit.”

“I think it would be easier than talking about it I guess…”

“Good. Do you need a not book? I have a huge box full of some pretty cool ones and some nice pens and stuff too. We can have one each and spend the rest of the hour scribbling on journals making them more us.”

“Sound good!” he had a smile on his face as I suggested doing something to do with art. Maybe I should angle our sessions towards that; it might make it easier for him to talk.

By the end of the hour our journals looked nothing like they had started. After being attacked and smothered with collages, paint and writing they were finally finished. Honestly, I think they look amazing! We paint our names on them and I made sure to remind Callum to write in it for me. Before he leaves he hugs me tightly again and I’m not as awkward this time and hug him back. Probably not professional but I know how much just getting a hug can help a person.

“Thanks again Amelia. For everything”

“It’s no trouble Callum; don’t forget to make another appointment okay?”

“I won’t. Bye Amelia!” he waves at me before leaving my office and closing the door gently behind him. He really is a great kid; reminds me of myself in a way… I sigh before tidying up all the art things we had used before getting another email about my next client arriving.

Before I knew it I was done for the day. I drove home and marched straight into the house. I listened careful and heard talking coming from the living room so I head straight there. I see Jaime sitting on the couch next to a guy who I’ve met but can’t recall their name, with the rest of the touring bands standing/sitting around the room. Ignoring all of them and the fact Jaime was halfway through a sentence; I walk straight over to him sit on his lap and kiss him passionately on the lips. When I pull away he looks completely bewildered.

“Good day at work I presume?” was all he said.

“I wish my girlfriend kissed me like that every time she came home from work” someone said from across the room causing everyone to laugh heartedly. I immediately became self-conscious of what I had just done and begin to blush furiously and I buried my face in Jaime’s shoulder to hide my embarrassment.

“What’s up?” he whispered while stroking my hair gently.

“I saw Callum today…”

“Oh”

“You never told me you did that”

“I know, I just- I just didn’t really want to bring up anything about that day again…”

“Thank you Jaime, you didn’t need to do that”

“I would do anything for you Mil, you know that” he kissed my forehead gently causing me to smile.

“I love you Jaime”

“I love you too Mil.” He smiled down at me “I got you something by the way?”

“Is it what you were talking to Tony about?” I could tell by the smirk on his face that that was exactly what it was. He careful pushed me off his lap and then pulled me out of the room, saying something to the guys about giving me my surprise.

“Oooh can I come?” Tony asked excitedly “I did help” Jaime studied him for a moment before nodding.

He dragged me up the stairs towards the bedroom and as we approached the door I heard a soft whine on the other side.

“No way. You did not!” I said excitedly. Jaime and Tony’s grins just grew and I sprinted ahead of them to the bedroom door. I pushed it open slowly, knowing that there was a large possibility of it being right behind it and I didn’t want to hurt it. The second the door was open I had a German Shepard puppy jumping on my legs begging for attention. I immediately fell to my knees and scratched it behind the ears and down its back. It rolled over asking for stomach to be scratched and I couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

“He’s so sweet! What’s his name?” I asked looking back at the door way where Tony and Jaime were watching me with smiles on their faces.

“That’s your job. I got the puppy and some puppy essentials, so you get to name him.”

I thought for a while before I decided. “I dub the puppy Simba!” in response he jumped up and began to lick my face. I don’t think he realises that he is not a small dog, because even as a puppy he had the strength to push me back. I ended up on my back in a fit of giggles while Simba got overly excited and started jumping around and barking at me wile wagging his tail so hard I thought he would break something.

“So I guess we don’t have to worry about them getting along” Tony chuckled to Jaime.

“I knew that wouldn’t be an issue, she’s like an animal whisperer.” He laughed back.

When I could finally tear myself away from Simba I jumped onto Jaime and attacked him with kisses.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!”

“I know how much you missed your dog’s back home and I figured you could use some company while I’m gone. “

“Actually he was worried someone would break in while he was gone and you’d get hurt so he brought you a guard dog” Mike said from the door way. “I heard the dog go nuts so I thought I’d come and check that you’re all alive”

“Simba wouldn’t hurt a fly!” I defended

“Simba? You named it after the Lion King?”

“The Lion King is an amazing movie! Do not judge”

“Dobby would have been better” he had his hands raised in surrender “Just saying”

“Honestly I considered it”

“Seriously?”

“Yea but he don’t seem like a Dobby to me”

“You’re a strange woman” he mumbled before heading back downstairs followed closely behind by Tony. I turn back to Jaime who was watching me carefully.

“Thanks Himes. Really” I stretch up and kiss him gently but Simba pushed in between our legs whining and forcing us apart. Jaime just chuckles.

“He better not replace me”

“I don’t know; he is very handsome” Jaime pouted at me and I couldn’t help but laugh. “No one can replace you Jaime. Not ever.”

He smiled down at me again before kissing me, ignoring Simba’s protests. How did I get so lucky to have this man in my life?

Notes

:3 I like this chapter... I don't even know why but I just do... :D xox