We Need To Talk
We Need To Talk Avery made her way through the front doors of the hospital to find Xander leaning against the car waiting for her. “Baby! You came to pick me up!,” she ran towards him with her arms wide open. She was surprised to see that the greeting was not a warm one. Leaning in to kiss his cheek, she was shocked by his next words, “We need to talk.” He slid from beneath her grasp and helped her into the car. No sooner did they start their drive, she talked non stop. “Well, they told me that I would be okay. They said it was a minor overdose, I was in no harm, really. I have to set up to see a therapist now, at least three times a week. I think the doctors were overreacting. God, I hope Rae hasn't been worried. The last time I sent her a message, I didn't get a reply. I wo
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