Miku still felt embarrassed by her sudden outburst towards Eve. But the girl seemed more surprised than anything else. The dark haired girl made a note to apologize to her after the morning session let out.<br/><br/>The group waited in an awkward silence until Amy returned with a tray of drinks and a cup of coffee. She set it down on the small table in the center of the room, and then took her seat in the corner behind a desk. Miku never really liked that, because it always made her feel like she was in some kind of business meeting; rather than a therapy session.<br/><br/>She reached out and grabbed a bottle of water, then repositioned herself on the couch, pulling her legs up on to the empty space next to her. After opening the top, she took a long refreshing drink. It was really cold, and that's just what she was hoping for.<br/><br/>"Alright. Let's get started. Unless anyone needs anything else?" Amy spoke up and looked around. The group stayed quiet, and Kelly shook her head. "OK. Now who wants to start?" She asked, and Steven pulled his ear buds out to listen.<br/><br/><em>Not me... Don't pick me...</em>Miku wished in her mind.<br/><br/>"Miku. You were first to come in. How about you start?"<br/><br/><em>Damn it!</em>The Asian girl let out a sigh and frowned. "Alright..." She said softly.<br/><br/>"Thanks, Miku." Amy replied.<br/><br/>"Well... I don't really know where to start..." It was evident that the young girl was a bit flustered.<br/><br/>"It's alright. Just start with..." Amy looked up at the ceiling for a moment while she thought. "Start with Friday evening. Can you think of anything you'd like to share? If not, skip on to Saturday." Miku nodded slowly.<br/><br/>"Alright... Well, Friday I just stayed in my room and wrote. I like writing stories. The one I'm writing now is about a girl who sees ghosts. I haven't gotten very far, but at some point she's going to have to help the police solve a murder. With each step closer to the truth, the more danger she's in because the killer has been watching her for some time."<br/><br/>"Wow! You're very creative, Miku. Not everyone has such talent." Amy praised her. Miku blushed and looked down a bit, a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. After a moment, she looked back up and caught Steven's expression. He seemed to be smiling, but Miku could have been mistaken. "What about Saturday?" Amy's voice broke the silence again.<br/><br/>"Oh, um... Nothing really. Just tried to stay away from my mom and step-dad..." Her tone conveyed that it was obvious that she didn't really want to go into any more detail than that. She met Amy's eyes, and the woman nodded.<br/><br/>"Sunday..." She let out a sigh and looked down. "Sunday was bad. I tried to avoid them - mom and Curt - but it didn't work too well. They wouldn't leave me alone. I hate it when they gang up on me..." Miku's eyes glistened in the light, and she looked ready to cry. But she took a deep breath and calmed herself.<br/><br/>"They have no respect for my privacy, and just come into my room...or the bathroom...whenever they want. But they get mad when I lock the door!" She was obviously frustrated, so she took a drink of water before she continued. Amy stayed silent, but her eyes were fixed on Miku. She really did listen to what the patients had to say.<br/><br/>"Anyway... Yesterday, I was in the shower. I already had a towel around me, but it was still unnerving to see Curt in front of the door when I came out." She shuddered at the memory. Kelly stopped texting and looked up at her. "I was angry, scared, upset... I wasn't feeling just one emotion. So of course I yelled at him. I told him to 'get the fuck out'." She paused.<br/><br/>"Sorry about the language..." Miku apologized, and Amy nodded to say she understood. "Well he got mad at me for cursing. But he says stuff like that all the time..." She sighed and shook her head. "Before I realized what was happening, he rushed at me and backhanded me across the face. I was so shocked that I stumbled backwards and fell over. And he was just looming over me... I was so scared he was going to...you know..." Miku hinted at something sexual, she just couldn't bring herself to say it.<br/><br/>"But he didn't. I felt so relieved for about two seconds. That's when he kicked me really hard in the ribs. He was wearing his work boots, so it hurt way more than a barefoot, or a sneaker..." She instinctively wrapped one arm around her abdomen. "Knocked the wind right out of me. I couldn't breathe for what felt like forever... I just couldn't catch my breath. But it really didn't matter to him. He pulled me out by my hair, and threw me to the floor in my room." A single tear fell from her eye and rolled slowly down her porcelain like skin.<br/><br/>"Um, I cursed at him again under my breath, but in Japanese. That made him even more mad. I guess because he couldn't understand what I said. So he picked me up by the throat, smacked me in the face again, slammed me against the wall and choked me until I passed out." Miku finished, her voice just above a whisper.<br/><br/>Nervously, her eyes glanced at the others in the group. Skye, the tall androgynous one, looked at her with wide eyes. Kelly's jaw was slightly agape in an expression of surprise, or shock. Steven looked angry. His hands were balled into fists, and seemed to be tightly clenched. Finally, Miku's eyes rested on Eve. The pale girl looked ready to cry as well.<br/><br/>Everyone seemed shocked into silence...