Joined By Secrets

Three

It's been two months since my crazy drunk night with Dylan. I went back to work to find the python there. It seems that if you demand you want to buy an animal from the zoo, there's no return policy.

I decided to donate it to an endangered species society group. My days began to drag, I loved my job as a family issues therapist but it sometimes got boring.

One day, I walked into my office and Nina told me there were new patients waiting in my room for me. I walked in and the first thing that caught my eye, were icy blue ones. I gulped and there in front of me was the hot blue eyed boy.

"H-h hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Ralic," I choked. There Dylan was, with an old couple standing beside him and a younger teenage girl. "Hi I'm Martha. This is Greg, my husband and my children, Dylan and Charlotte.

It was an eventful morning. I learned that Dylan's father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer and his mother had trouble communicating with her children. Martha was a fashion designer and traveled to Europe a lot, causing her to lose connection with Dylan and Charlotte.

Dylan's father was also the CEO of this large company. He wanted Dylan to take his spot when the time came. Soon the two hour session was over and I felt I retained their whole family history.

We all said our goodbyes and set a date for the next session. Dylan and I looked at each other but neither of us said anything. I smiled and waved goodbye.

I sighed as the door shut. They were my only appointment today, I decided to let everyone leave early for today. I was about to pick up my stuff when I noticed a leather jacket on the couch. It was in the spot Dylan was sitting in.

I went to pick it up right when the door opened. I spun around to find blue eyes and a smirking face. "So who knew my Bree was a therapist," he said. I laughed, "And who knew I was YOUR Bree? So many unanswerable questions....."

I handed him his jacket and grabbed my bag. "Heading out?" I nodded and explained how I didn't have any appointments. "Have lunch with me?...... Please"

I put on a thinking face and he begged with desperation on his face. I giggled and finally gave in. He held the door for me and I locked the office. He slung his arm around my shoulders and I rolled my eyes.

We took his car to a Japanese restaurant, Saku. They had the best sushi and seafood dishes. We got to know each other better and talked about random stuff.

"So you've met my loving dad and deranged mother, are your parents crazy as mine?", he stated. I suddenly looked down at my plate and cleared my throat.

"I'm sorry did I say something wrong?", he looked worried. I shook my head no and excused myself to the bathroom. I yelled at myself. Ugh he won't care about my family issue if I tell him.....

But what if he judges and gives me sympathy. I don't want people to act differently because they know about my childhood.

I gripped both sides of the sink and looked at the mirror. It was hard for me to talk about them.

I needed to calm down and go back to him. I finally relaxed and went back to sit down. He could see the anxious look on my face. "You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to," he says softly finding my hand. He was sweet and cocky all in one. He's something.

"No it's fine, I overreact sometimes. And if you felt you hurt my feelings, you didn't. I just have a hard time talking about my parents." I have gave him a quick glance and sighed.

"My parents...........