Chapter 5

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I grumbled as I sat in my chair, my head hung low. My breathing quickened and slowed down at my will as I tried to ignore everything. My eyes scanned my hands, as my fingers curled and grabbed onto one another. The skin turning into a bright red at the tips, the ends far away from the pressure burning into a pale milky color, much like the skin of the Doctor who was sitting in front of me.

"Are you choosing not to talk today, Mr. Park?" Dr. Byun's voice spoke out, "I do apologize if I have offended you last meeting, it's just something we needed out of the way to move on."

I shook my head, darting my eyes up. I looked through my hair that lain flat against my forehead. I twitched my nose a couple of times, the ends tickling before I raised my head all the way, my fingers letting out. I stretched them out and tried to get the color back to normal. I let out a small huff of air as I studied the doctor carefully. Indeed, he was handsome, and if I wasn't stuck here I would of probably been told to flirt to the young looking male.

"How old are you, Dr. Byun?" I asked, my voice shaking at every word. I mentally cursed at my lack of interaction with my voice.

He only smiled lightly at my choice of words, "I'm only 21, you're 19, correct? Almost done with your first semester of college."

I nodded my head as I gulped, thinking back to how many people must have been there and now thinking I was a monster. I shuddered at the thought.

"I'm not a monster..." I murmured out below my breath.

"Of course you're not, Mr. Park. No one thinks you're a monster either. I don't believe that you're a monster, that's why I'm here to help you."

I shook my head with a small sigh, "The reason they hire a doctor like you is for the patient believes that he isn't really a monster and that's he's perfectly sane. It's all in the head, you doctors don't really know anything, you just take over our heads with your words to try to make us believe. Like some preacher trying to bring you into a religion, it's all in the head."

He only seemed to laugh at my words this time, a beautiful smile laced onto his soft lips, "You have some theories and a great opinion. That's the kind of stuff I need to hear from you, to help us get closer. Do you see the process?"

I only shrugged at his words, his voice seeming to hit into my ears. The rhythm of the sound echoed around, hitting my eardrums and bouncing off. I want to hear more of his voice.

"I guess I do, but what does us being closer have to do with anything?" I asked softly, please talk more, Dr. Byun.

"Us getting closer helps us enable your feelings, opening up lets everything out and we're able to help you get past the brick wall that has been built around you. With us getting closer it also enables us to get a friendship, isn't that great? Being friends helps us see each other better and understand one another." He let out another eye gazing smile that seemed to light up the whole dusty, dark room.

"That may be true, Dr. Byun, but once this whole thing is over, no one is more of a friend than yourself. Everyone leaves and you're left alone with your own voice and own well being. There's no one really that you can trust in this filthy world."

"You can trust me. If I really thought you were all bad then I would have been gone already." He leaned over, his hand coming to pat over mine, "Just believe."

I only scoffed at his words, "You doctors are all the same." Then I shook my head, "Preaching and preaching. Wanting followers to believe, it's all in the head, Dr. Byun. You're not healing me because I don't need healing. I'm perfectly fine!" My voice raised a little as I stood up, letting air from my lungs quickly, trying to calm down.

"Mr. Park, why don't you please sit down, calm yourself, please. Take in a deep breath and release-"

"Dr. Byun, I think you need to leave for today, thank you for your time." I spoke.

He only nodded and stood. He gave my hand a quick squeezed before walking out of the room. I watched him go as I let out a sigh, plopping back down where I was sitting.

Damn that doctor. Being all hot and getting me flustered. Now I need to deal with another problem.

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