Lock and Keys (Reader x Leo)

{Ch. 1:} Two Teenagers Killed My Monster Psychiatrist

"Hey, HEY! Snap out of it (y/n)!" Your psychiatrist snapped furiously in front of your face, transferring you back into reality. "For goodness sakes! Why can't you ever keep up when we're midway through a session?" She scoffed and continued, "For all I know you should've been dead months ago, what's holding you back?"

You managed to move your head, which was agony since every part of you just wanted to stay still. Even moving a finger or even blinking took too much effort and you wanted to leave the session and just sleep more. You brought your eyes to your psychiatrist, you only showed your true intentions and feelings towards her since she does encourage you. She was still waiting for your answer, but your mind felt completely empty.

WhatsHappeningRightNow
OhYeahShesHere
WhyIsSheStillHere
IDontWantToDoAnythingLeaveMeAlonePlease
JustGoAwayGoAwayGoAwayLeaveMeAloneGoGetOut

"W...what?" Was all you could manage to say in almost an intoxicated state. Things were still blurry since you couldn't have cared less to focus on anything at the moment. Though, this was always how you felt when she comes over for a session.

"Urgghhhhhh! Why won't you die?! What's holding you back from making us both happy, huh?!" She hissed.

ItsFearItsFearImTerrifiedOfDyingImAfraidImAfriadImSoAfriadWhoWouldRememberMePleaseHelpMeImSoAfraidImSoAfraidImSoAfraidImSoAfraidHelpMeKillMe 

You looked down, then glanced back at her. The dim lights in the room were just enough to show her horrible cover up of her nasty green scales. She must have smeared concealer on her hands and face every time she comes over. Her eyes glowed with hatred, and actual red that she tries to cover up, and her teeth were almost identical to a snake's. You could tell she wasn't human, but since she looked mostly like one, and since she hasn't physically harmed you, you never minded it.

Your mother did get her; well that's what she told you, you doubted mother would actually get help for you. She seemed a bit like you, the encouragement to die, in a personified snakey form.

GodHelpMeLeaveMeAloneTheresNothingToSayLeaveMeAloneIWantToBeAloneCantIJustKickHerOutMaybeSheCanStopComingIfIJustDoIt

"Can we.... End the session?" You dragged each word, hinting that you were actually trying to speak to her.

She looked at you, trying to read your emotions and finally figured it out. You couldn't tell how she did it since you were slumped over with your head dangling from your neck, no effort in doing anything, but she was smiling real big now.

"Here," She started rummaging through the purse and found a small vile of pills.

"Prescription?" You groaned.

"Actually... This is to help you out with our little problem. Here, let me feed them to you so you won't have to." She opened the bottle and spilled numerous pills into her hand, so much it overflowed and some fell to the floor. She shot towards you, forced your mouth open and shoved as many pills as she could down your throat. You tried to struggle but you were sluggish to begin with so there was really no resistance. She got off, and looked down at you, struggling as your limbs started going numb.

"Hold on now dear, let me get you some water so the burning sensation eases." Her nice and cheery tune turned into a sinister cackle, she glared at you with nothing but pure hatred, but it'd never compare on the looks you'd always give to that creature that you hate to call your reflection.

She went to your kitchen and hummed while getting a cup of water. But as she was gone you could still feel it. You grimaced as you could feel multiple pills clog your throat.