Chapter 11

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"Megan, Is Eric Freeman here yet? I have to get home soon," DR. Phillis reminds his therapist. He grows confused when she doesn't answer, 'wasn't she just there?' he thought. a knock on the door makes him jump, he adjusts his glasses feeling silly.

"Come in,"

A broad man who he assumes is Eric Freeman comes in sitting down on the couch, First thing he noticed about the man was that he was studying him and his aura reeked of danger. He stake out his clipboard sitting in the chair in front of him.

"Eric Freeman, correct?" he asks the man whose eyes narrow at him.

"Yeah, why else would I be here?" Billy Loomis lies through his teeth flexing his fingers over the back of the couch, Eric Freeman is the dead man in the parking lot whom he stabbed through the ear.

"So what made you come in tonight?" he asks, pen in hand ready.

He stands taking a deep breath before starting his rant "Well the love of my life left me and took our kids, possibly called the police on me and ran away that was five years ago but the pain is so damn fresh and I'm so fucking angry with her," his fists clenches as he takes a few breathes.

"I've known her most of my life, I told her not to leave me I warned her what would happen if she took my kids from me,"

"Well you said possibly, is it possible you don't know for sure she did it?" his head snaps to the doctor narrowing his eyes.

"So your on his fucking side too?"

"Who's side?"

Billy thinks for a moment before answering, "her other boyfriend, she has strong feelings for both of us, even though I had her first I was gonna make her choose, but " he pauses looking away from the doctor for a moment, "He's my best friend, I've known him just as long as her and he's loyal and when were all together it feels right but he's so fucking annoying,"

"Why do you insult me so?" Another man pops up startling the doctor, he looks around confused by where he came from, there was only one door to get into this room and he did not come through it. He seemed more playful but his aura was just as darker as the other man.

"Sir, who are you and how did you get in here?" the doctor asks as Stu gets comfortable on the couch next to Billy who rolls his eyes at him in annoyance.

"He's the other guy,"

The doctor stares at Stu for a long moment, "You look very familiar," he tells him trying to think where he's seen him before. Since Billy had walked into the room he had a sense of familiarity, it's even stronger with the other man there.

The doctor adjusts his glasses, as Stu leans in close to Billy leaning on him, "What took you so long?" he asks looking at him.

"I was handling something, Why did you miss me?" Stu asks his voice, teasing him.

"You fucking wish,"

"Yeah I do, would it be so hard to just say the words?" he leans, Billy leans in closer coaxing a look of surprise from Stu until he here's his next words.

"I'd rather shove glass into my eyes," he deadpans, Stu frowns at him, the doctor clears his throat handing Stu a card.

"I think couple's counseling would suit you guys," Stu takes the card while Billy angrily stands up fists clenched, Stu pats his head telling him to calm down but he only seems to get angrier.

"We're not a fucking couple," the doctors nods resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

"You should also take the woman with you, and make sure you guys communicate, miscommunication is a big obstacle when it comes to relationships," the doctor explains, Stu nods along actually interested while Billy paces.

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