"So, (Y/N). Let's discuss your fears. What are you most afraid of?"
"... Being alone..." Dr Hill wrote in his notebook and nodded.
"And, why do you think that is?"
"..."
He sighed and placed his pen on the desk, leaning closer invading my space.
"Is it maybe because... Your trust issues...?" I sighed and looked at my lap.
"Maybe."
"Aah, and how's your relationship with, Joshua?" I felt my face heat up and I crossed my legs.
"I-it's.... Cool..." He smiled and wrote a little note.
"I always knew you two would be a good match." Something was off with Dr Hill.
"Has Josh been taking his meds?"
"I think you've wrongly diagnosed him, sir. He is not depressed, he's schizophrenic." Dr Hill frowned and folded his arms.
"You think I am... Wrong?"
"Yes." I said challenging him. He was scaring me, he slammed his fists on to the desk and leaned closer.
"His attitude is rubbing off on you. Our session is over... I suggest you never come back." I didn't think he would take my little statement so harshly. He walked over to his window and practically glared outside.
