loucifer ✔

fourteen

[ i smell plot twists comin' up in the next few chapters hm ]

It's been two weeks after the incident, Louis' mother didn't like the way he acted, he's been so different now. So distant.

"Do I have to be here?" Louis groaned

"Yes, you do." Johannah said, placing her phone in her purse and crossing her legs.

"Okay, Louis..is it?" The therapist asked.

"No it's Jeff." Louis answered sarcastically, he doesn't need therapy for anything he's fine. If this is about his kinks then that can't be changed.

"Louis!" His mother snapped.

"Yes my name is Louis." He grumbled as he slouched in his seat.

"Alright, your mom said you've been out of control lately..like these past two weeks." The therapists started, she opened her notebook and started to write, "care to explain this change Ms. Poulston ?

"He's very sassy all of a sudden, like on Friday he blew up on our next door neighbor, I don't know what that's about, but I need answers." She explained.

"Mum can you step out really quick?" He asked quietly, looking down. He doesn't want his mom to know about his sexual relations with Harry..at least not yet. She wanted decide against it, but she knows how antsy Louis can get so she nodded and quickly walked out.

"Alright, Louis..me and you." The therapist said, folding her hands on top of her wooden desk, "from your point of view..why are you here?"

"Well..I blew up on my next door neighbor, but before that I guess I have been a little distant."

"Your next door neighbor?"

"His name is Harry Styles.." Louis mumbled.

"You and harry have some type of history?"

"I was involved with him..you know sexually.."

"Why are you so distant, Louis?"

Louis cringed at her saying his name, its weird and he doesn't like it when she says it. He doesn't even need to be here..ooh he yelled at his next door neighbor, let's go to counseling!

Fuck, she's so stupid.

"Harry hit me. I'm not usually hit when people are upset with me. I think its unnecessary if I'm quite honest, we weren't even in a relationship and he fucking hit me because I kissed...a close friend of mines..boyfriend? I don't know."

"Do you think there's another reason for you to get hit?"

"Jealousy." Louis mumbled with his arms crossed and sighing as he started to speak again trying for a valid response "I pushed him..I guess.." Louis said, playing with his freshly painted baby blue nails.

"Now, you said you aren't usually hit when people are upset with you. Can you explain that?"

Louis shut his mouth, he looked down at his lap and started messing with the loop hole of his shorts.

"Louis.."

"I have a...its a kink I'm scared to talk about..it makes me all loopy in the head and I just..I hurt people and use them, it just...it feels so good..and I just love when I get marks all over my body..it feels.." Louis sighed as he tilted his head back.

"Can you tell me what it is?" She asked as she leaned forward.

"Sadomasochistic..or s and m..."

"Do you know why you're like this?"

"My dad."

"What did he do?"