When I See You Again: On Hold

Chapter 25

Patrick's P.O.V
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I've decided that rehab is the best way to help myself and the people I love.

Even though it means I don't get to see Autumn for a month or two.

It's worth it in the end.
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I get out of the cab I came in from the airport and grab my bags.

The place is huge!

It looks like a mansion!

A huge gate at the start of the driveway that creeks when it's opened, the house has what seems like endless sights of green grass.

I guess it's not really a "house."

There's no way of really describing the place.

Lets just say its like any mansion in a movie ( even thought its not a mansion well house)

It's not a house cause its not home.

It's not a place you want to be for a longtime.

I open the huge "mansion" doors and set my bags on the marble floor.

I look around and see pillars upon pillars.

I'm about to pick up my bags when I realize someone has taken them. They already are heading to what I assume is my room.

I quickly jog to catch up to them.

I see celebrities everywhere.

Ok not everywhere...... but I saw a few on the way to my room.

"Here's your room Mr.Kane." The dude holding my bags said

"Thanks." I mumble as I open the door to my room

I open the door to see my room empty.

No one else is there except there's two beds.

I pick the half I profferer.

Knock

Knock

"Open!" I yell and the same guy who had my bags was standing there

"I need all electronics." He says holding a basket

I hand over my cell phone, laptop, and gaming systems.

It's my first time here and I didn't know what to expect!

And maybe I thought I might of been able to smuggle some electronics in.

"Unpack then come to the front desk." The guy says as he leaves

I finish unpack and head to the front desk as told.

"I'm Patrick Kane and I just arrived, I finished unpacking my things." I say to the lady at the front desk

"Head to the third door on the left and you will greet Mr. Witwiky in his office. He is your therapist." The lady says not looking up from her computer

I follow the ladies directions and knock on the door that I hope is the right one.

The door read

4288

I guy opens the door in his mid 50's which I assume is Mr.Witwiky

"Patrick!" The man greets

"Come on in!" The man says again cheerfully

I look around Mr.Witicky's office taking in my surroundings.

"What do you think?" He asks

I smile

"So your Mr.Witwicky?" I half ask

"That's me!" He says sticking out his hand

I shake it and I can tell he's a nice guy.

Greeting, cheerful, straight to the point.

I think we'll get along just well.

"I'll be your therapist for the next month or so..... depends on how it goes and your progress." Mr.Witwicky tells me

I nod in agreement to almost everything.

Mr.Witwicky and I talk for a while. He gives me a schedule of what times I meet him through the week.

Monday: 11:00 am

Tuesday: 4:00 pm

Wednesday: 10:00 am & 4:00 pm (depends)

Thursday: 1:00 pm

Friday: 1:00 pm (optional)

Saturday: None

Sunday: 2:00 pm (optional)

Did you know that they have a chapel?!

And a huge fitness room. I'll be spending time in there for sure!

After my meeting with Mr.Witwicky I head back to my room.

Or attempt to.

I reach my room and see stuff every where. On the floor, beds, dressers.

"What the......." I say out loud

What do you guys think of Pats rehab and therapy? Sorry I didn't really describe how the rehab centre looked like that well. I don't really know how they look also I just described how I picture rehab. Thanks guys!