The Heartbreaking game

Chapter 2: Dear therapist

"Hurry up Maddie!" Her father Derek Rogers was holding the front door of the Mental Hospital, a very huge, high buliding with white and blue walls. It had a lot of big windows with a blue curtains. Hospital has Its own garden filled with a lot of plants. Most of them were bloody red roses, the ones that Madison likes the most. This wast he tenth time she was visiting her therapist, psychologist, lady Pommer.

Madison locked the car door and started slowly running towards her dad. Derek allowed her to enter first and then came after. He wore black and white suit and dark, blue shoes like every lawer should. He is so proud every time someone calls him for defend. He liked justice, so he vindicated everbody for who he though It's innocent.

They went to the second floor using an elevator. Madison had been scared of elevators since she was little, because she'd got stucked in one. She was only seven years old, but now It looked like her fear was fading. She was grown up and even if she was acting like there was nothing that could hurt her, all dirty lies and secrets were her poison. They were her worst enemy.

Maddie saw a door with a number seven on It. Actually, It was a small, metal palet which had 7B, Mrs. Pommer written on it. She was there and she was feeling released, because she knew this was the last time she was visiting her therapist. Finally, she would be able to breathe free again. Her father stopped and went to sit on the chair near Mrs. Pommer ordination while waiting for Madison. She opened the door and got in.

A forty-year woman was sitting in a black, leather chair and reading a book. When she heard someone coming, she took off her glasses and put them into the small box on her desk. She wore white, lovely shirt and black pants. Her hair was gathered into a small, pretty bun. She had brown, dark eyes. She smiled when she saw Meddie and then told her to sit down and feel like she was at home.

"This is your last treatment and before we start deeply talking, can you tell me how do you feel about this?" Psychologist asked. At least first question was not hard to answer.

I would really like to go now and not answer any question to you, but I think I can't do that. I don't have a choice. Madison just wanted to get over It as soon as she can, so she decided to give Mrs. Pommer a short and clear answers.

"I'm feeling great." Madison said shortly.

Finally will be over. I need to pass just one more treatment, starting now. Make it quick!

"Alright Madison. I would like to start from beginning. Can we sum up all that happened and talk about all the work we did here?" Are-you-crazy? I don't want to talk about what happened again. This is the LAST time I'm sitting here. Come on! You must be seriously kidding me.

"You want me to tell you everything that happened again?" Madison was shocked. She can't do that. She doesn't want to pass through that one more time. Last year was very hard for her and she wants to forget It, but how can she do that when this psychologist wants to make her feel like she's living a nightmare anew.

"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. I don't want to talk about that stuff now", Madison defended herself.

"You need Madison. You went through a lot and that's the only way I can know that you're healed now. I need to make sure you're alright", Mrs. Pommer explained.

"But.." Madison started arguing, but her therapist stopped her.

"Please, don't make this any harder. If don't cooperate I'll have to keep up with your treatments until you're ready to talk again."

WHAT? I don't want to start coming here again. I hate this place! It makes me feel sick!

"Let's start." Madison rolled her eyes. Therapist breathed deeply and started asking questions.