~6 Months Later~
"We can't deal with him anymore," I heard one of the staff member say. "We should call Elizabeth."
"Elizabeth quit after Hunter Queller," I heard another staff member say.
"She always helps people, she won't turn down Daniel, I mean look at him and his past. She's a sucker for a person with a troubled past."
My mind races to my mothers face. I shout as loud as my lungs will let me. I hear the staff run in with pills and water.
"Mr. Heart, we need you to calm down." A beautiful dark skinned staff says. I look up at her, her hair was tightly put into a bun and she wore a small uniform skirt making her butt shape prominent, her shirt shows her cleavage. I continue to thrash around screaming, she holds me down and calls for a male staff to help her. He comes in with an injection, I stare at him in the eyes and thrash in the nurses arm as he injects me with a substance.
I feel my eyes droop and my head goes heavy.
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"Is this Elizabeth Rose?"
"Yes, speaking?"
"This is the Fontaine Asylum,"
"I told you I quit,"
"Yes, but we have a patient that needs you."
"I can't-"
"His father killed his mother, he sat in his mothers blood for 2 hours and has frequent mental breakdowns."
"What's his name?"
"Daniel Heart,"
"Okay, I'll come in tomorrow."
"Thank you Miss Rose,"
"No problem."
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I wake up with my head pounding. I hear a voice next to me, my eyes open and there was the dark skinned nurse checking papers.
"My head," I groan. The nurse turns to me and smiles.
"Morning lazy," she winks.
"Mmm wanna come here and see how lazy I am?" I smirk.
"Can't, I'm working and I need to give you these." She hands me two pills.
"Cheers," I say swallowing the pills.
"We hired a specialist to see you,"
"I don't need it,"
"Honey, we can't keep giving you sedatives and pills," she says sitting at the edge of my bed. "You've been here for 6 months and you are not getting any better."
"Well I'm sorry I watched my mother bleed to death," I spit. "I can't get the image of her blank eyes."
"Just one session with her, trust me she works miracles." The nurse says giving me a pitiful smile.
"One session and a kiss?" I ask smirking at her.
She nods I watch her come closer to me and her hands travel up my shirt and she straddles my waist and bends down to kiss me, her lips are soft and I feel her hands tug at my hair, I let out a groan as she shifts herself and she brushes my groin. I deepen the kiss and my hands hold her waist and make my way up to her breasts. She moans and lifts up my shirt. She takes off her own, her bra was red and black and covered in lace. I groan as I feel my erection growing, she unzips her skirt and then takes off my pants, she leaves me in my boxers and puts her hand down them. Her cold hands touch me and I moan.
