Dr. August. [TMAD series.]

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Dr. August sat in his office, expecting it to be a normal day. Little did he know, it would be one of the craziest days of his career. Right when he was cleaning his toys, a girl ran inside of his office and slammed his door. She locked it, watching Dr. August give her a strange look.

It was Flora.

"Flora, what are you-"

"You can't tell him that I'm in here." Flora begged as she scrambled around the room. "Please!"

Before Dr. August could say anything, he seen her boyfriend roaming around in the parking lot. To help Flora, he shut his lights off and closed his blinds. He peeked outside of the window and watched as he looked around, expecting to see her. After realizing that her car wasn't in the parking lot, he roamed off and walked all the way to the end of the road, fading in the distance. Dr. August flicked his lights on and opened his blinds, looking down at Flora.

"Listen, Flora." Dr. August snapped. "I'm not going to be having you bring this type of shit to my building! You need to call the police or something!"

"You think that I haven't tried that?!" Flora barked as tears formed in her eyes. "I've called and listened to them, but they don't hear me out. They don't listen to me. All I look like is a woman with battered wife syndrome or something!"

"Well where are you gonna go?" Dr. August said, smacking his lips. "You live at his home!"

"I'll think about that." Flora sighed. "As of now, I'm gonna stay here because this is the closest place I can be to being safe."

"Well you're going to have to deal with me having clients so I don't know if you want to sit outside." Dr. August sighed. "There's a pool area in the back if you want to go there, but I might have to visit."

Flora sighed and peeked outside. She let go of the door, glancing back at Dr. August.

"I guess I'll go in the pool area." Flora said in a nervous tone. "I'm locking the doors until you come in."

For hours, Flora was forced to listen Dr. August's clients moans and small squeals while he did his job. It was disgusting. However, she relaxed to herself in the pool area while she ate a small granola bar to keep herself from getting too hungry. Another hour later, Dr. August brought two different clients inside of the sauna room and had sex with them as well. Flora decided to swim to ignore and blind herself from hearing all of the noise. When Dr. August told her that she was about to close, Flora got out of the jacuzzi and thanked him for letting him stay. After she left, Dr. August started to pack up all of his things in the pool room to go home. It was pushing 9:00pm. 20 minutes later, Dr. August heard a loud click appear from behind him. It was the same click that he heard from the gun previously.

His gut was right. It was a gun. And it was the same man that had pointed the gun to him before. Flora's husband. His eyes widened as he heard his breathing behind him. The only glare of any light inside of the poolroom, were the street lights that sat right outside.

"Put your hands up. Now." Flora's husband demanded in a dark tone.

Dr. August wasn't scared at all. However, he knew how crazy he was. He placed his hands up on the side of his face, waiting for whatever he had in store.

"Look man, put the gun down-"

"Shut the hell up!" Flora's husband barked. "You thought that I wouldn't find out about you hiding my wife inside of here, huh?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Dr. August lied.

"Bullshit!" Her husband shouted. "I was watching the whole time! She was in the poolroom the whole time, wasn't she?"

Dr. August didn't say anything. He shook his head, looking over to the left as he kept his gun there.

"That's what I thought." He whispered in Dr. August's ear. "Say goodbye, doctor."

Suddenly, Dr. August heard a feminine growl. Flora's husband jolted forward and fell onto the ground. On top of him was Jayla. They both wrestled with the gun in their hands, firing 2 shots around the room. While they wrestled, Dr. August jogged over to help her. However, that was the opposite of what she wanted.

"Fuck me, Chres!" Jayla shouted as she continuously wrestled with him. "Go call the police! I got it! I got this!"

Dr. August backed off and jogged into the other room. As Jayla looked back, the man struck her in the side of the gun, causing her to fall beside him. Her hair dangled into the pool as the man struggled to shoot her with the gun, trying his hardest to point it at her face. As the barrel sat beside her, the man fired a shot into the pool in an attempt to shoot her in the head. He missed. Jayla kicked him off of her body, watching the gun fly across the room. As Jayla aimed for it, the man shoved her into the pool, watching her splash underneath it. The man ran over to the gun and struggled to place the scattered bullets back inside, watching Jayla run towards him. He lifted up his gun and struck her once, watching blood trickle onto the floor. However, this didn't stop her. As he attempted to shove her back into the pool, Jayla tugged him into the pool with her and went way underwater with him. As the man jumped back onto the edge of the pool, Jayla jumped up top as well and sat on top of him, placing and shoving his head underwater. She watched as the man splashed and struggled to move his head around, but Jayla wasn't letting go. After a few seconds, the man stopped all movements and kept his head underwater. He was unconscious. Jayla sat on top of him, panting and clenching her teeth while doing it. She was furious. After realizing that he wasn't moving, she stood up and started limping away from the man as Dr. August jogged back inside of the room.

"I called the police." Dr. August panted. "Are you okay, Jayla?"

Dr. August watched her remove her hand from her left chest. Her hand was filtered with blood. Jayla tried to walk up to him, but she collapsed onto the floor before she could take another step.

"Jayla!" Dr. August shouted, running up to her and placing his hands on her side.

He didn't know what to do. He had what looked like two bodies all in the same place. He had to get some help right away.