𝓑𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼

~Therapy~

Lazarus's POV:

My wingers flutter in my sweater shirt that's hiding them, beginning to get sore. Kayla, the only girl who knows, sits beside me in math. "So...I uh found this therapist. V Denton. Seems hot, and has a huge reputation." She mutters. I groan, my wings aching. "Whatever Kayla, you know I've brushed off my trauma. I'm fine." I whisper. "Then maybe you wouldn't have a wall up, and not speak to anyone but me." Kayla mutters. "Shut up." I whisper. "Just search her up..please." Kayla begs. I roll my eyes and open my computer, opening a new tab and searching up 'V Denton' and images of a beautiful woman pop up. I practically begin to drool as I look through the images, she looks tall..she has light brown hair that hangs down to her shoulders, doesn't smile in a lot of photos...and seems to be the suit and heel type. I check the info. '28..multibillionare, lesbian...6'7' wait...6'7?!

"This bitch is 6'7 Kayla!" I whisper yell as I look at her. She just shrugs as she listens to the lesson, I continue to read more. Her reviews as a therapist. 'Very professional, kind, and well spoken. Turned me into a sad woman to a very independent woman.' Read most reviews, and I see that she's open to be called anytime through 9am-5pm to have a walk in. Shit...I end up getting home by 5. It's currently...12pm. I raise my hand and shut my computer, coughing. "What is it now Lazarus?" Miss Nelson asks. "I feel a little sick...may I go home for today?" I ask as I cough again. Kayla stifles a giggle as I glare at her. "Sure Lazarus, just have chapters 4-8 read by Friday." She mutters with a dismissive wave "thank you miss Nelson!" I pack up my bag and immediately pull out my phone as I jog out, once outside sitting down on a bench to call.

The phone rings once or twice before a lovely voice picked up. "Hello? This is Eliza speaking." She says meekly. "Uh..hi yes..is dr Denton open for a walk in, in like...fifteen minutes..?" I ask softly. "Yes, she is open. I will let her know. What's your name for the appointment dear?" She asks. "Lazarus Lendl." I mutter. "Thank you, we expect you soon!" Eliza says. "I'll be there!" I respond with a nod as I end the call with a sigh. I always had a hard time with human interaction. I stood up and googled the place, giving me directions immediately as I begun the walk.

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I arrive in front of a tall white building, and walk in, to see a girl at the front desk. "Ah yes! Are you miss Lendl?" The woman asks. "Yes.." I whisper. "Mkay, her office is on the 20th floor, elevator is right there." She points. Damn, 20 floors?! I nod and walk in the elevator, messing with my hands as it rises slowly, and dings once I get there. I smile as it opens and the woman I drooled over sits in a therapist like seat, a notepad in hand.

"Lazarus is it?" She asks, her voice smooth and charming. Damn, I didn't know I could cum from a voice. "Yes.." I respond meekly as I step out, and as usual look around quickly. "Take a seat please." She motions to the seat in front of her. I nod and sit down, continuing to observe my surroundings. I hear her pen scribbling, but I take no mind to it as I have to assure myself I'm safe and fine. "You seem to be observant." She mutters. "I guess I am.." I whisper as I peak around the chair and she chuckles lightly. "As much as I hate to say this, there is nothing to fear except for me. So you should be looking at me, the fear, if anything." She says smoothly. I confusedly meet eyes with her, and her green eyes stare into me. A shiver runs down my spine. "So...uh what do I talk about..?" I ask as I continue to take in her white blouse, her black bra lightly showing through, and her black slacks paired with black heels, her makeup look was a very natural one. "Anything you're comfortable with." She responds. I nod. "So..you're Dr. Denton?" I ask softly. She chuckles. "Yes, obviously." Dr. Denton responds flatly. "Oh...right. Uh..well I'm 20...and I'm in Harvard studying to be a nurse." I whisper, and she writes down something. "Hm...nurse?" She asks. "Yea..I wanted to do some sort of psychology but Harvard just isn't that school. I've always found..humans interesting..." I mutter. "Humans?" She asks, repeating what I said. I cough slightly, forgetting she doesn't and can't know. "Excuse me, I meant people." I say with a small smile. She chuckles and nods. "So, tell me about your life before this." She says as she crosses her legs over one another.

I sigh, and for some reason, begin my long, traumatic story. Of course excluding my powers...but I don't know why I did it..
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Finally! I pushed myself to do this book and I finally did it! Anyways, first chapter out, this will be a slow burn hopefully! I want to make this one of my longest books, but you never know with me honestly. Hope y'all enjoyed, luv ya.
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