BoyxBoy Oneshots

~9~ (PART 1)

"Chris hope you have a good day" I won't. Not in this place tho. I just nodded and left the car with my bag and phone. The large gates of the Rosenfield Asylum staring me right in the face.

Ah yes forgot to introduce myself tho I don't think I need to. The name's Chris and I work as a psychologist. Well not really but whatever.

I raised my card up and the gates opened and I was inside. I greeted Lora, our lovely receptionist then went to the office. I don't really have my office so I have to share with the warden, that creep.

"Hey love, I brought you some coffee. Figured you might need it for your sessions today." Clara, another lovely woman, walked through the door while holding a cup of coffee and some donuts.

"You're such a lifesaver" I sorted out my papers, took my notebook and a pen then left the office. Off to my first session. Usually the first session is a group session then individual sessions.

"Hello gentlemen and ma'am" I arrived at the room and everyone was in their place for once. I threw away the empty cup then took a seat.

"So who feels like sharing today. Last time we met Terrence told us a little bit more about his life back at home and about his mother so why don't we start with Evie today."

"Well um obviously I told you guys about how my dad was a homophobe so growing up life wasn't really easy.........."

As the session went some of the people started opening up about their past experiences.

Being able to actually sit down and talk to these people opened my eyes a lot to what society doesn't see. These are all normal people, sometimes it's just that their situations and circumstances force them to take routes that they don't want to take themselves.

"Ok that's all for today guys I'll see some of you in the individual sessions and others we'll meet in the group session next week."

I started checking up on the notes of the session and to make sure that I noted everything down when I felt someone breathing down my neck.

"I've told you time and time again about how I feel about this and yet you still continue to do it" And the next thing I know there's a hand around my neck.