My Professor's Little Girl

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"If I recall well, Mr. Liam taught a Psychology class that covered positive and negative reinforcement. Positive reinforcement is basically taking something away, such as when a child's tablet is seized because he did something wrong, but negative reinforcement is generally adding something, such as when the same youngster messes up and his parents assign further duties. So, in this scenario, you can use both reinforcements to ensure that this does not occur again. Salary could be reduced for a month or two, followed by extra work or shift hours for the doctors. Simple." I explained.

When I realized I was lost in my explanation, I noticed that both doctors were astounded by my thinking, not because they didn't comprehend what I was saying, but because I was able to think on my own and provide such a thorough response.

"Ms. Rayers, that was fantastic and may actually work." Dr. Daniel spoke first, with great affection.

I glanced at him and replied, "Thank you very much, doctor." Your validation matters a lot." 

I teased and messed with my hair while speaking. I liked how he just praised me like that, but the heavens knew I needed Dr. Kingstin's opinion above everything else.

"Amazing , Just amazing."

"Dr. Kingstin? What do you have to say? Will this idea work?" I asked for some affirmation.

"Not at all." He responded.

Dr. Kingstin's remarks devastated my heart, and the worst part was that he said it as if everything I'd said was rubbish. He got up from his seat and went to his own elevator.

"Daniel, you better come up with a better solution to fix this mess I am going home."

He then turned to me. My eyes were already brimming with tears as a million questions raced through my mind. What the hell happened? I simply spoke so he could be proud of me. Aren't I good enough? What exactly did I say that was wrong? Is that all he could say? I was too outraged to talk and tried not to allow my insecure side come out

He inquired, coldly, "Are you coming or not?"

I knew I wasn't going to get in the same car as this man, or we'd both end up back here as patients. So I did what was best.

I calmly ignored him as tears streamed down my cheeks and moved to the corner where my belongings were, opposite his special elevator, and toward the common one, intending to return home myself.

Through a muffled speech, I said, "Goodnight, Dr. Daniel. It was a pleasure meeting you today."

"Wait Ms. Rayers, are you going home alone this night?"

"Yes"

On cue the elevator doors opened and I stepped inside. As the doors were closing I looked up to see Dr. Kingstin looked directly at me and I dropped my face and seconds after the doors closed I fell to the floor and broke down. I don't know what I am doing anymore. I don't want this. I have a whole future ahead of me. Why waste my time? The thing is that I already knew that somehow I will get this feeling but it really hurts.

The elevator doors chimed and I stepped out. It was really dark. I knew I was going home, I didn't just know how.