His therapist

Chapter 3

Seeing him again

Marlena

I didn't get much sleep that night as usual. I had to drag myself out of bed and get ready feeling like a zombie.

Getting into work Tom escorted me to my office once again and we made some small talk. "Oh so how's your sister doing?" He asked as I stepped into my office and he glanced at me with a worried look. "Her condition is worsening and she's losing weight quickly." I said trying not to start crying again. My sister was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago and lately she's been getting worse and worse.

Tom didn't push the subject knowing how much it hurt to see my little sister in so much pain. "Ok well I'm off to get your first inmate for the day. I'll be back shortly."  He said and left.

Again I saw Tony and we had some small talk. He stoped talking at weird moments in a sentence and would gasp for no reason. I'm thinking schizophrenia and some other problems have caused him to get to this state of health. And my day went on like that. Dragging on with no exiting events until it was 4:30 pm time for me to see the mysterious Dark.

Tom dragged him in to his seat and left giving me a wink. I looked away from the door as it closed and looked at Dark. "Good afternoon Dark, how have you been today." I asked with a smile and getting my note book ready. But he sat silently looking at me and then down at his wrists with a suggestive smile. I sighed playfully and placed my free hand on his. His smile widens slightly and he answers "it's been ok, strangely I've been looking forward to seeing you all day." I smile back trying to be friendly.

"So how about you tell me you last name then." I said clicking my pen to write it down. "Nope, I had to find out from someone else what your name was, that's cheating."  He said still smiling. "Well how about i tell you a secret." I said leaning forward and lowering my voice "and what would that be?" He asked leaning forward to "Mari is just a nickname that's not my full name." I said and leaned back up leaving him with an unhappy scowl.
I giggled on instinct until I felt his hand twist and harshly grab the hand that was resting on his wrist.

I pulled away only for his grip to get tighter and begin to hurt. "Dark, Dark your hurting me." I said and he said "what's your name?" And squeezed my wrist more. "Please let go." I said reaching for the panic button that for some reason fell on the floor.
"Your name" he persisted. "It's Marlena my name is Marlena." I said and he let go. I examined my hand that showed no sign of injury but I still felt pretty shaken up about what the hell had just happened.

He went from smiling and taunting me to crushing my hand over a small matter that seemed so unimportant to me. "Dark that was quite the lash out." I said not putting my hand back but he stayed quiet looking down at his wrist wanting me to put my hand back.
"Dark I don't want to put my hand back I'm afraid to you understand why right?" I asked and he nodded. He opened his mouth licked his lips and said "I promise is will not hurt you again." He said Looking almost remorseful. Almost.

"Dark-" he cut me off "Marlena I promise I will not hurt you." I shouldn't believe him, he could have really hurt my with those huge hands of his. And yet I placed my hand back where it was and repeated myself "that was a lash out dark your personality changed significantly. Can you tell me what changed?" He sighed and slouched over some. "I need to be in control it's an everlasting feeling I have and to have my way and be in complete control." He said smiling to himself slightly.

"Dark even though you now know my name I am still in control." I said concerned for his well being and feelings of being in this place. "No your not." He said in a matter of fact voice.

"Yes I am Dark." I fought back "no. You. Are. Not" he said slowly. "Dark I have a panic button and you are in hand cuffs and if I say so you could never come out of a cell again. I'm in control right now." I said trying to understand his view of things. "Yes but I'm still in control if I want I can get out of here easily." He said with another smile that made shivers go up my back and I longer wanted to be touching him.

In fact I wanted to run and scream, but I didn't. "Dark let's say I am in control." I say trying to see his reaction. "Well maybe I don't mind. As long as it's just you." He said his thumb now stroking the back of my hand. His affectionate touch was unprofessional and sent shivers down my whole body.

"Why just me?" I asked part of me not wanting to know his answer.
"Because your to kind hearted and innocent to have bad intentions or to even know how to be dominant." He said and then added "and very easily manipulated." Making making me feel not at all in control or even safe.

Then Tom walked in and said "Times up inmate back to your cell." And grabbed Dark by the shoulder and causing him to send Tom a death glare.
"Tom!" I yelled as he started to walk out the door. He stopped and looked at me. "Make sure this patient has some time outside at least once a week." I said sending Dark a look. See I am in control of what happens to him so he can suck it!

But he just smiled at me and winked before he and Tom walked away. What?