A Drop Of Honey

Chapter Five: Getting Help (Annabelle's P.O.V)

"It has been two weeks now." I said softly, refusing to look into Dr. Richardson's eyes. I heard her writing things down and mumbling something about, refusing eye contact.

"Annabelle, I want to talk about why you haven't been able to look into my eyes. I have been your psychiatrist for nearly 2 years and the longest you have looked into my eyes is ten seconds tops." She said in a soothing tone. I rolled my eyes and looked at her. It was difficult to say the least. She is Very attractive and every time I look at her I start imagining things I shouldn't.

"You’re the shrink you tell me." I continued to stare at her, until she looked away and cleared her throat. She looked back at me, before saying.

"I assume it is because you have issues with authority figures due to the fact that your dad beats and molests you." She said in an emotionless, distant tone that spoke louder than her words. I snorted and leant over, pulling her chair closer.

"There, now I can see you without that damn glare." The action of moving her chair closer made her tense up. I laughed.

"Jeez Doc, you need to loosen up." I whispered leaning even closer to her. She sat there, her eyes half way closed, and her chest rising and falling heavily. I gave her a slow sexy grin, and giggled huskily.

"I don't stare at you Jamie, because I think you’re hot!" I whispered brushing my lips against hers. She opened her mouth and kissed me back. I laughed and pulled away, she sat there slightly leaning forward for another second. Before she sat up and went back to her boring self.

"Annabelle, that was very inappropriate. I am married and you have a girlfriend."

"Oh I know. And I am happy with Katherine...Very happy. The only thing is, you’re not happy in your marriage to Paul, isn’t it?"

"I have no clue what you’re talking about. I love him very much."

"My friend Brett loves Katherine, but he is gay."

"What does that have to do with anything?" she asked completely confused.

"Brett is gay; before he was he dated Kat and loved her. Now he still loves her, but he isn’t in love with her. You say you love your husband; I say that you love him, but you’re not in love with him." I said with calm satisfaction. She shook her head and glared at me.

“I am deeply in love with my husband, but this isn’t about me.”

“Ok, you’re in love with him, I’ll drop it.”

“When is the last time you heard from your father?” She asked with a hint of irritation in her voice. I sighed and felt my heart drop to my stomach.

“Thankfully, I haven’t heard from him since he arrived in Vegas.” She nodded and wrote something in her journal.

“And how is everything at your friend’s gram’s house?”

“It is fine. I get to see him and Katherine more. I don’t get abused; I get to basically do whatever. Though, it has put a dent in my sex life. Don’t get me wrong, Katherine wants to have well you know. But I can’t, not with Grams down the hall, It’s just not right.”

“And does that irritate you?” She asked, jotting some more things down. I sighed and folded my legs under me.

“Not really, if anything it makes me anxious. Because I know when we finally do it again it will be better. I know that it sounds terrible for a twenty year old to say this, but I’m a sex addict.”

Jamie laughed and wrote again in her note book. We looked into each other’s eyes and she smiled.

“There you go. You’re getting better at the eye contact.”

“Well, it’s because I guess we are bonding in a way. I feel that you do care about my well-being.” She nodded and smiled again.

“I do care. If you weren’t my patient I am thoroughly sure that we would be great friends.”

“That would be nice.” The timer went off, signaling that our hour was up.

We stood at the same time and I gave her a hug.

“Thank you Jamie. Really, I feel better knowing that I have someone who knows everything about me. And can actually help me with my issues.” She hugged me tightly, before pulling away and smiling.

“I believe that I am going to refer you to another Psychiatrist. I would honestly prefer to be your friend.”

“Whatever you want Doc.” I said as she walked me out of her office.

As I left the building I got a call from Brett.

“Hey Sug how has the shrink visit?” he asked before I could even say a word.

“Brett, you do know that it is creepy that you know that I just got done in there right?” I said in an annoyed voice, getting into my car and starting the engine. He laughed and I could hear someone in the back ground.

“Who is with you Brett?” He didn’t answer.

“Hello love. Our gig starts in an half an hour. When will you be here?” Kat asked her voice like silk. I smiled and bit my lip.

“I just need to go change, and I’ll be at the Drake in an hour. What songs do we have planned?” I asked she made a sucking noise with her tongue and teeth, making me hold back a moan. I wanted her so badly that it hurt. It made me angry that I couldn’t stay with her in her apartment.

“We are going to play: Fever, Forbidden Love, Rude Boy and Sexy Silk.” She said in a husky sweet voice. I whimpered and bit my lip harder.

“Katherine Rosaline Vines you are trying to kill me.” I moaned, parking my car in the drive way and hurrying into Grams’s house.

“Yes I am you’re the one who stopped having sex with me.” She said venomously, I sighed. This was a sore subject for her and me. I kept telling her that it wasn’t because of her; it was because Grams and Brett were down the hall.

“Kat don’t be a bitch. You know that I love you very much, and us not having sex has nothing to do with you.”

“Ok, I believe you… For now, but I swear if I don’t get any soon I’m so not going to believe you.”

“Ok well, I’m going to get in the… hot shower. Since you will be torturing me later, I want you to think of me; wet, hot and naked with water running down my body.” I said in a breathy voice, and pausing before letting out a sigh of pleasure for special effects. Her breath caught in her throat and she growled.

“Dammit Annabelle, that isn’t funny.” She whined making me laugh.

“Neither are your song choices. Bye lovely, I love you.”

“I love you, too jerk.” She grumbled.

We hung up and I got into the shower.

When I got out I threw on a blood red corset bustier, black skin tight leather pants and black stiletto boots. Before I left the bathroom I sprayed on vanilla perfume and put on matching lotion. Before getting into Katherine's car and driving to the Drake.