BELINDA
[emotional]
I sit up in my hard, cold
bed and survey my room.
The walls are some faded
old shade of red. I’m almost
freezing to death in here!
Why on earth did it have to
be so damn cold in here?
“Alright, you little bitch, come
on. You’re supposed to go see
Dr. Weston right now.” My
nurse is a guy, and he really
doesn’t seem happy at all with
his job. I’m pretty sure he hates
it here as much as I already do.
I follow him to Dr.
Weston’s office, and he
just leaves me there,
not even telling me where
he’s going. I know I’m
supposed to get a schedule
tomorrow morning to
explain how my day works.
“Belinda, do please come in. Sit
down. We can go ahead and get
started with your evaluation once
you sit down, okay?” Dr. Weston
looks very young and definitely
educated. He’s absolutely handsome
in every respect, and honestly, if
he weren’t my psychiatrist, I’d be
trying to get in his pants and on his
body.
I automatically move over
and sit down in the couch
by his desk. I wonder if this
couch is comfy enough to
fuck someone on it, and it
feels that way. I think I’d
like to take the good doctor
right here. I can’t see a ring
on his finger anyway. Hell,
I know if I’m given a shot, I
can charm the pants off of him.
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Damn Girl
TeenfikceThree girls, Ryan, Adrian, and Belinda, are all cutters, each from a different level of the social hierarchy in their school. They know of each other, but they never really spoke until the three of them were admitted to the same psychiatric ward. So...