I give her an impatient look. “I just feel like something bad is going to happen, ok? With all the bullshit I’m dealing with, it's normal.”
She raises a brow. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure,” I retort dryly.
“Have you had feelings like this your whole life or just recently?”
I blink at the sudden, emotionless therapist in front of me.
“Think hard,” her eyes narrow on me.
I gape as my mind unwillingly spins back to the past. Now that she mentions it, I’ve had this feeling several times in my life. It’s just happening more frequently now.
“Whole life, I guess. Can we focus?”
“I am focused,” her flat tone makes me sigh. It doesn’t stop her. “Tell me a time that it happened in the past.”
“I don’t know. The day I got hit by a car? It wasn’t major. I got some bruises from it.” It’s the only one that’s standing out right now.
She makes a breathy, thoughtful sound.
“I don’t want to know what that sound means. How do I face any of Gabe and Co after this?”
That feeling presses on my chest.Hard. I take a step back with a confused frown. Just in time to feel the breeze as South’s fist flies past my face, barely missing me.
“What the fuck, asshole?” I backpedal quickly.
“Did you feel it then?”
My jaw drops as I stare at her.
“Answer me.”
“Yes?” I ask in bewilderment. What the fuck is happening now?
“You know when you’re in danger.” She nods as if she’s a scientist that achieved a new miracle drug. “That’s why you can see me.”
“Huh?” It’s the only sound I can make.
“Look around you, Amanda. No one but you can see me.”
I look around in confusion. The guys are talking to each other and giving me wary glances.
“You’re not funny,” I grit out as our eyes meet again.
“I know. Because I don’t joke.”
My shoulders slump in defeat, and I turn to walk away from her.
“You need to hone that skill, Amanda,” South follows me relentlessly. “It can reap many rewards.”
I scoff and keep stomping. This sounds a lot like the say yes to everything conversation. I’m not drinking the fruit punch again, thank you. I’m out of here.
Two steps later, my feet falter. That feeling presses lightly on my chest. Now that she’s brought my attention to it, that's all I can focus on. I glance around, goosebumps running down my arms.
I came here for answers, not a damn mystery. This is bullshit.
Janine walks through the door, followed by Beth and Jessie. When they see me, they look surprised and then relieved.