Chapter 4

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Don't see him again

Marlena

I've been restless ever since my session with Dark. My mind wonders to what could possibly be the reason that he was in that place. Tom noticed my constant zoning out and pointed it out while we were out at lunch.

"Mari, what's up with you you've been staring off into space." He said as he made me look at him with a firm hold on my chin. I laughed and pulled away from his grip shaking my head.
"It's nothing" I said making him raise a brow with a 'bitch really?' Look.
I sighed "ok it just one of my patients-" he cut me off mid sentence
"it's Dark isn't it?" He asked practically reading my mind like always. I nodded and avoided eye contact by looking down at my food.

"Damn it." He said rubbing his brow. "I'm sorry I really shouldn't have gotten you this job." He added making me feel hurt "no not like that." He said quickly reading my mind again "it's not that I don't want you to have this job it's just... dark has been known to make people quit or go mad within the short time he's been there. It would make me feel better if you didn't see him anymore." He said placing his hand over mine with a concerned look in his eyes.

"Tom I have to, I think I'm gonna make a break through with him. I can feel the humanity coming forward when I speak to him just give me-" Tom cut me off "Marlena" I shut up.

He never calls me by my full name unless he's serious. He grabbed my hand and turned it over. "What the hell are these?" He demanded looking down at bruises that Dark had left yesterday. "Oh um it's nothing I- I just-" I stuttered for an excuse but he caught my lie. "He did this to you." He said angrily causing some heads to turn our way "You won't be treating him anymore. You made physical contact with him and didn't report it." He said paying  the bill standing up and dragging me to his car. "Tom calm Dow-" he cut me off once more "no dont tell me to calm down you could get hurt even worse next time and I'm not gonna stand around and let it happen." He yelled now that we were in his car.

"It's not really your problem to worry about me it's not your job to look after me I'm not your sister or wife or whatever!" I yelled getting frustrated.

Tom stayed quiet and just stared at me. We stayed like that for a moment until he leaned forward and gently placed his lips on mine. I should have pushed away and told him no. He's been like my big brother since I was 8 but now I didn't see him that way at all.

I deepened the kiss and his hand found its way to my neck.
After a moment we pulled away for air. "It's a good thing your not my sister." He said making both of us laugh.

~Time skip to tomorrow~

Today I got up feeling a little bit less like a zombie. And more like a million dollars.  Tom texted me and said he was going to drive me to work with him so I guess I was looking forward to it.

When he arrived I hopped in his car and we kissed. But before he reversed out of my driveway he turned and looked at me with a bright smile.
"So what are we now?" He asked and face face heated up in disbelief that we were having this conversation.
"I don't know, do we really need to make I official?" I protested. "Mari I waited 16 years for you and I will wait 100 more for you but I really don't want to." He said rubbing his head.

"Ok" I said "let's be boyfriend and girlfriend."  I rushed out trying to keep confidence.

"So your mine now?" He asked half joking. "Ehh well I was kinda already yours, you chased off any guy who tried anything on me." I laughed remembering all those times at bars and parties that he would practically stand guard for me and how clueless I was to his feelings.
He smiled and put the car in reverse and we were off to work.

Walking in we held hands getting some looks from the girls at the front desk and some smirks from his friends and other guards there. So this is really happening. He walked me to my office and kissed me on the fore head as he left to get my first patient of the day.

And the whole time I waited I couldn't stop smiling like an idiot. Until the realization hit me like a ton of bricks.
Dark.

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