Finding Technicolour by Rebecca Rose

Author:Rebecca Rose [Rose, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: YAF000000, YAF022000, YAF046000, YAF052000, YAF058000, YAF058040, YAF058170, YAF058240
ISBN: 978-0-6480377-1-2
Publisher: The Peacock Pen

Chapter TWENTY-ONE

I knew Dr Wilson was ready for me because there were two full boxes of tissues on the table. I was almost inclined to reach for a couple just in case, but I didn’t think I would be crying that day.

“How are you today, Peyton?” Dr Wilson asked. His grey eyes were still magical.

“I’m OK. How are you?”

“I’m very good, thank you.”

I wanted him to read me something, anything, just so I could hear his voice instead of mine. But this hour was mine.

“So the boy I met shared something really personal with me the other day and now it makes me feel like I should share something with him … I want to. At least I think I do … I mean, I already have. I told him about these therapy sessions, even though I’m embarrassed about them. I know I shouldn’t be though. I was worried he would like me less. But we’re still hanging out.” I pulled at my sleeve. Rolled my lips. “There’s something I could share with him and sometimes I think maybe I should. He knows I’m into art and he’s said he wants to see some of my work. But I haven’t got around to showing him anything. I kind of keep dodging that subject, because part of me is still unsure.”

I could tell Dr Wilson was about to speak. But words escaped my mouth. “Sometimes I think it’s best if I show him my art. You see, words are his thing. And I know he knows drawing and painting is mine, but sometimes I believe he might think a picture isn’t enough, especially after what he just shared with me … Or, if I tell him about that certain moment, then we won’t be the same. And I don’t want him to look at me differently. I don’t know if I could handle that. Not from him … I’m trying to believe that he won’t judge me, but I don’t want to take that chance and then never see him again. I think if I tell him what happened, he won’t want to get to know me more or be with me.”

“What happened to you before, Peyton, when you were …”

“I don’t want you to say the word.”

“Sorry, I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. I know you said you don’t want to relive the experience and that you want to forget. But what I wanted to ask was if you had remembered anything more?”

“There are some things I remember …”

“Would you feel comfortable telling me? Maybe if you tell me it might be easier to tell this boy. Or show him that artwork.”

It wasn’t that I didn’t like Dr Wilson. It was just a risk I was still unprepared to take. When I thought about what had happened to me for too long, I would feel like I was drowning. I knew the sessions were confidential and he hadn’t told anyone about my past. But I had to latch onto an idea to convince myself not to share more details with him.

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