*Cecilia Solar

It's 5:23 p.m when I arrive at Alec's place.

Alec lives in a two-story brown house, even though he lives alone.

Alec is and has been my therapist since I was twelve years old. According to my brothers, I started having nightmares and blackouts when I was around eleven years old.

They said that I would wake up screaming bloody murder at random times of the night.

Alec Cortez was young at the time that he became my therapist but my brothers gave him a try because he was recommended by a friend.

Now, Alec is 30 and he's helped me a lot in the six years that I've known him. He helped me understand what I felt when I was younger and why I had those certain nightmares.

Even though he's now a family friend, I know that what we talk about is confidential.

I knock four times, pause, then knock two more times. He'll know it's me.

I hear some noises and talking before I'm greeted by the sight of a tall, blondish green eyed man.

I'll tell you this, if Alec was younger, I would totally go for him. Too bad he's taken.

"Cecilia, how you been, Love?" Yup, he's British.

"I'm good, Alec. No nightmares lately." I smile as he ushers me in.

"Sorry about the noise, I wasn't expecting you until 6 p.m."

"Yeah, there wasn't much traffic, but if you're busy then I could come back in a bit."

"Nonsense, Love. Let's go to my office."

I follow him through his house, up to the second floor which is his office. His office is really comfy. There are two long leather couches, three one person couches, and a recliner. There is also a desk to the far corner of the office but we usually just stick to the couches.

Alec takes a seat on a one-person couch after grabbing his notepad and glasses. I sit on the recliner.

"Like always, I'll start off with asking you questions. Then afterward if you want to talk about something specific, I'll listen. I'll always be here to listen, even if it's crazy or weird."

I nod for him to start.

"How was your summer?"

"Casper took us to Disney World for the first month. I had a blast. I got to relax with the people who love and care about me as I do for them."

"No nightmares?"

"No, not on the trip. The nightmares only happen when I'm home. I sometimes think that the house is haunted or something." I chuckle.

Alec finishes writing and looks up at me. Even if he's my friend, he's always professional when he's working.

"Cecilia, it might be that your mimd is making you believe that. If you have some unfinished or have repressed feelings, your mind is not letting you deal with those feelings because they're too painful for you."

I shake my head. "I don't have any repressed feelings."

"Are you sure about that?"

I nod.

"You're saying that you don't hate your parents for leaving you?"

"I don't have parents. The people who made me abandoned my brothers and I. They were cowards, not wanting to deal with their own kids." I state, calmly.

"Cecilia, I know you feel something when your friends or anyone ask about your parents."

I laugh, "What friends? I don't need any friends, as long as I have my brothers."

"Do you tell your brothers everything?"

"Mostly everything. They know that if it's important, I'll tell them."

"And that's a good thing, but sometimes it nice to have a friend that you can joke around with and that you can trust."

"I do that with Cecil."

"I see your point. I know you love your brothers more than anything, but you need to let more people into your life."

"I let you in."

"That's not the same. I'm older than you by 13 years and I'm your therapist." He chuckles.

"Can we change the topic. When I need and want a friend, I'll let you know."

"Okay, let's continue with the questions."

I nod in agreement.

"How was your summer after coming back from Disney World?"

"Great. We started a prank war and I've been racing again." I confess.

I drag race on the weekends. It used to be every night but my brothers caught me and were mad. They made me stop or so they think. Now I tell them that I'm going to the library on Saturday and go to my races instead.

"You're racing again? Why?"

"I like it." I lie.

Alec sighs, "Cecilia, if I'm going to help you through this, you have to tell me the truth. You can trust me, you know that."

"I know that Casper and Cyrus said that they'll give me what I want as long as I earn it, but I don't want to burden them. I want to make my own money, even if I have to hide it from them."

"Why don't you get a normal job?"

"I'm still in high school. The most I can make is 8 dollars an hour. I get 500 dollars a night with one race and since I have five races a night I win even more. I'm not money hungry but I like that I can say that it's my money."

"It's dangerous, Cecilia. If something were to happen to you, your brothers would blame themselves."

"I know. You don't think I've thought about that every day. I've cut down, I only race on Saturday nights now."

"Okay, well that's an improvement. I'll tell you this, you're a lot like my brother." He chuckles.

Beep Beep Beep

"Looks like time's up, Doc."

"Looks like it." He agrees.

I stand up, even though the recliner was so comfy.

Alec leads me to the front door. "Can you remind your brother that I'm picking him up at 9 p.m?"

"Where you are guys going this time?"

"It's a surprise. Just don't expect him to be home tonight." Alec winks.

I chuckle. "Okay, see you Friday." I nod.

So yeah, my therapist and my brother are dating. They have been going out for three years. Tonight is their anniversary.