Brandon
"I had no choice" Dennis muttered, "I'm sorry"
"What do you f*****g mean by that!" He yelled. "You literally told that girl everything"
"She promised she would help. Just like how she makes antidepressants, that's how she can make pills for you to take, so that the phobia won't cause panic attacks" He said.
"How?" I asked, looking quite curious now.
I swallowed hard, and came close so as to listen to him well.
"My sister, Gina, saw me worried, and begged me to explain to her why my mood was like that. At first, I didn't want to say anything but after her disturbance, I decided to let the cat out of the bag. She chuckled, saying that it was a good thing that I told her. She said it's a small situation and that she could help since she is a doctor and therapist that deals in th
