2 weeks later

I finish wiping the table, and start putting the dishes up. This job isn't so hard. Because it's only Anne and Harry. So there's not much a mess. Although, Anne said not to get use to this, because Harry always brings his friends over. Great. If you didn't know, Harry and I go to the same school. To be honest, I'm scared. You see, Harry is popular. And well I'm not. I'm your regular anti-social, depressed teenager. If he told kids, I was his maid, I would get bullied. Harry isn't a dick with me. He is sometimes, when he's in a grumpy mood. Which is occasionally.

Sometimes, he just likes to see me mad. Like, sometimes, he would purposely drop his cup, which I would have to pick up. Or he'll take a really long, shower at night time, using all the hot water. Anne says, he's just teasing, because he might have a crush on me. Haha. Harry having a crush on me? That's like me having a crush on a monkey.

I hear a jiggle on the door, then hear laughing. It's Harry. Suddenly, the door is wide open, and 4 boys come in right after Harry.

"Harry, this is a nice house." I hear one boy.

"Shut up, Liam." Harry chuckle.

I walk out of the kitchen. "Uh, I just cleaned the table, so yeah." I say directing to Harry, as he lifts his feet to the table.

"Hey! I've seen you before.. Oh whats your name.. Rosalie, right?" A blond boy winks to me.

"Yeah, but I go by Rosie." I roll my eyes.

"Woah, somebody has a attitude." A boy with brown hair says. Louis. We have first period together.

"Wait, why are you here?" I think Liam asks.

"She's our maid," Harry says annoyed. It's quiet.

"Okay, yeah go ahead and laugh, and tell your popular friends." I say, sitting on a couch covering my face.

"Calm the fuck down, Rosie. We aren't telling anybody." Harry blurts out, coming more rudely than I excepted. Okay, maybe he is a dick with me. I get up, and go to my room. I bury my face in a pillow. God, I hate him.

It's after six, and after six on Fridays, is when I'm free. I decide I should go see Dr. Mann, since I haven't seen him for a week. I should probably tell him I'm getting worse.

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"So, Rosie, how do you think you're doing?" He asks me.

I love coming to see Dr. Mann. I feel like, he actually cares. You know, how people cut themselves? Or do drugs? I talk to him. He just sits, and listens. He doesn't try to help, but just the fact that he cares, makes me so happy.

"I don't know, to be honest, with this whole job thing." I speak truthfully.

"How does your job, make you feel?" He asks with much more concern this time.

"Well, it's no problem it's just the people I'm working for."

He nods, and scribbles something in his book. "Why? Are they mistreating you?"

I shake my head. "No. It's just this boy name Harry. And he doesn't really like me, and well I feel like he would just tell everybody, I'm his maid, people would make fun of me, and I already have a reputation at school."

"What's your reputation?" Dr. Mann asks.

"The girl who tried killing herself."

He nods. "Why did you try killing yourself?"

"There's so much pain, in this world. Rejection, ignorance, I mean like, people will just ruin you. Take advantage of you, step all over you, and sometimes we just don't know how to handle that pain. And it gets to where, you would do anything to stop the pain. So people hurt themselves. People don't die from suicide, they die from sadness."

He nods, and writes more things in his notebook. He rips the paper out, and hands it to me. "I think you're ready for medication, Rosie."

Great.

Notes

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