🌃{Gotham Imagines}🌃

Therapy (Hugo)

Imagine....
Why do they feel the need to put you in this damn straight jacket?! Sure you may have thrown a knife at the guard. But they had it coming! You sighed as they drug you into an office, the rooms lightening seeming to compare to a morgue. Oh great.... This must Hugo Strange's office, the man everyone's been whispering about.

"Hello Miss (Y/L/N). I've heard about your outburst today so I thought I'd bring you in. I actually haven't had the pleasure of getting one on one time with you." He softly pushed you down into a chair in front of what has to be his desk, before going to sit behind it, his hands crossed together while a little smile played on his lips. Oh wonderful! Another person to call you a crazy psycho. Just what you wanted. You scoffed as he chuckled a little, his gaze seeing to glare right through you with its intensity.

"Now now. I only wanted to speak with you today and get to the root of your problem. You hold a lot of anger in. And thankfully I have a method to help you contain that anger. You have quiet a past with anger, seeing as you killed someone with your bare hands..." You smirked a tad at the look on his face, feeling proud of the fact. Sure the man was innocent. But he was the only thing around that could contain you. He looked like a twat anyway so why not? No one will miss him...

"Well yes! And it was fun.... Feeling him take his last breath underneath my hands was thrilling. I wouldn't take it back..." Hugo simply keep his hands crossed, unfazed by what you said, that little smile upon his lips.

"Wonderful... you have a lot of fire in you. And it would seem you and I have already reached some form of understanding. It took you no time to tell me what you did openly. And I admire that. Most people won't admit to what they've done. But you're proud of the fact. You could be useful for future plans Miss (Y/L/N)..." You narrowed your eyes as he slowly rose from his chair, pulling you up out of yours as he lead you to the door, two guards awaiting you as you walked out. He looked down at you with some secret smile upon his lips, making you confused. This man obviously has some secret agenda here...

"It was nice speaking with you. We will be seeing each other again. Very soon..." He indicated for the guards to take you away, making you look on as they drug you down the hall, your mind racing. He's insane it would seem...