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-Chapter Eleven-

-Minho's POV-

I got up and looked in the box of decorations and smiled. In the box was my collection of skateboards that I hung on my wall. I took them out and saw some of my skating posters and hung the posters and skateboards on the wall. I looked in the box saw a photo of me and my dog who had passed away when I was thirteen, so I put that on the dresser. I looked in the box for a third time and saw some wire, clothing pins, photos of Newt and others in our friend group, LED lights, record discs, and a photo of Newt and his family in a frame. I realized that those were things from Newt's room. I hung the wire on the wall and attached the photos to the wire by hanging them up with the clothing pins. I then grabbed the LED lights and stuck one roll to the bottom of the bed and the other roll to the edges of the wall where they connect to the ceiling. Then I grabbed the photo of Newt and his family and put it on the dresser next to the photo of thirteen-year-old me and my dog. I turned to Newt and saw how he was on the verge of tears. "Newt, baby, we can't change the past... we just have to focus on the future." I explained. "I still have the urges Minho... I have the urge to kill more people..." He explained as he looked down at his hands in terror. "We have a meeting with the therapist tomorrow." I told him. "You can tell them all about it." I told him with a smile. He returned the smile weakly, but I knew that he was being serious.

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-Nobody's POV-

The next day was a fairly simple day. Except for the therapy session. Imagine how worrying it must have been to be the therapist hearing one of your clients say they have murderous urges.

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-Newt's POV-

We were sitting in front of a therapist. "Hello Mr. Parks and Mr. Issac. I'm Julie, what would like to start with?" She asked us. Minho looked at me and I just shook my head no. "I think Newt would like to talk first." I glared at Minho as he said that. "Fine. I guess I should start with the whole reason we got sent here... the reason we did the killing spree. My mother leaving me." I started.