Who am I? ((A Professor Layton Fanfic))

Chapter 5: Needs and Wants

He walked in and sat down across from me as casually as possible. His hands laid by his sides but he starred at me. His gaze never wavered.

"My boy, how are you doing today?" He said calmly.

"...Hershel... Why are you here?" I wasn't interested in his idly chit chat. I haven't seen the great Professor Hershel Layton since the trial, 631 days ago. Why would he suddenly show up here unless he had something important to discuss?

"I just simply wanted to see you. That is all. Do you have any problems with my presence, I can leave if you'd like." He looked down towards his feet.

I'll admit that him being here made me uncomfortable, but I wasn't going to let him win. This man had avoided me for 631 days, and now he just suddenly shows up saying he wants "to see me"?! I was not going to let this happen. Even though I didn't actually want to continue this conversation, I carried on.

"No, not at all. I just wanted to know that nature of your visit. Wallace and Rebecca's is pretty far out from London, I'm sure you must have had a good reason to make that long trip out here." I said smoothly. I continued to examine his being and his posture for signs of weakness. He looked back up at me.

"It's been so long my boy! And your dear therapist, Miss Gray, said that you were stable enough for company, and that it might aid your recovery. So I came as soon as I could."

Miss Gray.

Miss freaking Gray, had told him to come see me?!

And then she says how bad she feels "for the poor bloke"?!!!

She must be kidding!!!

This woman is evil and twisted!!!

"That's wonderful news however I'm afraid I'm not interested in your company Hershel." I was done being nice. He probably didn't even want to come see me anyway!!!

"Perhaps Clive, but I think right now your 'wants' and your 'needs' don't quite match. You need me Clive."

"Why the hell do I need you!" I shouted while slamming my palms down onto the table.

"Because the Clive Dove that I know wouldn't have let him self explode like that, nor would be let any of his emotions show." I was silent as I considered what he said.

He was right.

But I couldn't let him know that.

"You don't know me, you never did and you never will." I whispered more-so to myself then to the man across from me. He heard me though, but I didn't give him time to answer. I turned to face the guard and smoothly said "I wish to be taken back to my room now."

The guard did as he was told but as I left I heard Hershel Layton say what sounded like a "Wait!", but the guard and I kept going.

I immediately began to question my prior actions.